Rock & Roll of the Finest Vintage

Lyrics

My Pink Booth
(words by Sam Russell
music by Sam Russell/Sean Lambrecht)

you thought that I was something special
one little look gave it away
I always watched in amazement
the one that I wanted being replaced

and I know that I acted like a child
couldn’t peel shell of the egg
the trouble came in remembering
the moment while another was taking place

then I’d bring back every word you said
consider gospel what should have been dead but

only in the shelter of my pink booth
could I confess at all in my pink booth
and fill every corner in my pink booth
to make the curtain fall in my pink booth

I didn’t take all I wanted
but I didn’t stop wanting all I could take
only when I was abandoned
I decided to do to another the same

after begging for penance on the floor
spilling my same sin over and over

trembling in the brightness of my pink booth
a light always providing in my pink booth
and funneling fulfillment in my pink booth
til we’re safe and secure in my pink booth

my pink booth little by little is crumbling down
I must go in one last time to empty out
knowing just one more opening is all I get
to hide away and truly repent

but i don’t want to let go of what I want
and miss all the juices I know will haunt
and think it’s not too late to right a wrong
even as alarms keep going off

and they’ll ring in the walls of my pink booth
going ding-dong-ding in my pink booth
the clanging here to stay in my pink booth
so I’ll sink all the way in my pink booth

where the milkman sings in my pink booth
and the half-wing wrings in my pink booth
on the throne sits the king of my pink booth
Mama don’t take away my pink booth
Mama don’t take away my pink booth