Lost Cause from Avalanche by Mead Lake's Most Wanted

Hi there Maria it’s, sure nice to see ya, it’s been-a long time don’t ya say
I’ve been piecing together the walls of my shelter, and I ain’t got a dime to my name

You’ve grown a little older, went searchin for the border,
and that town you used to dream of got a little closer.
Found a man with a pension, and your townhouse was fenced in,
they’ll never find out what you forgot to mention.

Like a song paused baby, I’m a lost cause lately, I’m a long shot maybe it’s true
Spend all my time drinkin, sleepin late and thinkin, about spending all of my time with you.

Hey there Melissa, I sure should’ve kissed ya, as you stared right into my eyes. I had a thing for your sister, that ended in a twister, and took away ten years of my life

I wish I knew you better, never opened your letters, they’re stashed up in the attic with old trophies and your sweater. We were birds of a feather, heading south for warmer weather, with that never say never, and find whatever is clever.

My lovely Darlene, you sure kept it clean, as you left all the tables unturned.
In your short yellow blouse, you lit fire to my house, igniting my cause for concern

You were always a fire ball, like a rocket you blast off, can’t believe what my eyes saw, when you stepped into southpaw. Took a left to my glass jaw, guess you have the brass balls, when they hauled you away, you were laughing your ass off.

• Folk
• Wisconsin
• clusterfolk
• darlene
• folk rock
• indie
• maria
• melissa
• milwaukee
• West Bend