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Up Up the Ante

from When We Get to Heaven by Lake Miniscule

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Derek Burrell – vocals, acoustic guitar
Matt McCue – acoustic bass
Tom Shirey – vocals

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I got lost on my way home
When I left this afternoon
So she knows that I’m coming
When she sees my orange suede shoes
And she keeps me in her crosshairs
She could break my heart in two
And I sink in the quicksand
When I get too scared to move

And I’m burning in a fiery blaze
At the turning of the century
Paper angels in the fireplace
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE
Keep it so I haven’t slept for days
Keep me doing as she tells me
They’re returning now from whence they came
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE

And I got sick on the front lawn
Where I woke up all alone
As she turns through the black hole
Of the things she’s never known
And still somehow, on a clear day
She can turn my heart to stone
So please, God, if you’re up there
Could you send my baby home?

‘Cause my baby’s got it out for me
Says I’m hurting more than helping
Now I’m talking to her in my sleep
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE
May my baby give it up for free
Leave me stranded in the backseat
Shouting on the count of 1-2-3
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE

Shouting…

I’m guessing if I fade away
She’ll be lorn enough to miss me
And so I guess I’m gonna fade away
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE
‘Cause baby, I’m a castaway
On an island in my short sleeves
I’m returning now from whence I came
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE

She’s probably gonna let me down
She’s probably gonna let me down
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE
Shouting UP UP THE ANTE

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from When We Get to Heaven, released January 14, 2010

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2006 ⎈ 2016

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