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Placing A Bet

from Good Enough by Short Hand

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I used to think there was something magic,
Like a miniature javelin,
Stuck in my mouth,
So I placed a bet, placed a bet,
And pulled it out.

I used to think there was something static,
Something static,
Was stuck in my eye,
So I placed a bet, placed a bet,
And told a lie.

And what's it matter, what anyone's after?
The house it will stack, dollar upon dollar.
And what's the good in acting like a saxophone?
The moon is not a jazz musician’s mouth.

I used to think the earth was
smooth as gingerbread,
Fine, like milk on a stone.
So I placed a bet, placed a bet,
I placed a bet and found a home
In your hand.

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from Good Enough, released January 1, 2007

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Short Hand Muncie, Indiana

Short Hand figures that it's easier to learn to play an instrument than it is to find someone who can play it. He also figures that it's easier for him to do the writing, recording, mixing, artwork, and anything else that might need to be done. In the end, a set of sounds collect themselves into different shapes one might call "albums." Some sound like this and some sound like that. ... more

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