The No-Hit Wonder
Lyrics Cory Branan

Featuring: Craig Finn, Steve Selvidge

Written by: Cory Branan

Produced by: Paul Ebersold

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Years of living blood to string
Years of living hand to mouth
Years just getting gig to gig
East to West, North to South

He could have been making a killing
Peddling the dream
But if you found him at all, you found him just scraping
A living blood to string

So sing a song for the no-hit wonder
Though it isn't one of his
He'd sing "Shovel me under
Boys, it is what it is
It is what it is"

He broke free from the way they raised him
He knows a heart is hell enough and never full
He never sang that music would save him
Knows never trust an evangelical

He'd say "You wanna know what true love feels like?
It's the next best thing to death
Feels like after an elbowed windpipe
Just before the next breath
Just before the next breath"
So with your next breath

Sing a song for the no-hit wonder
Though it isn't one of his
He'd sing "Shovel me under
Boys, it is what it is
It is what it is"

But at night he can hear the fireworks
From his tunnel underground
And he carved himself a little crawlspace
Just to lay his body down
To fade out of sound
To the thunder under town

So sing a song for the no-hit wonder
Though it isn't one of his
He'd sing "Shovel me under
Boys, it is what it is
It is what it is"

It is what it is...

(Blood to string...)
It is what it is...

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