More Flophouse Blues
Read More Flophouse Blues lyrics by Holy Sons on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
More Flophouse Blues
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
It's late and light bulbs dim
A million eyes await arise
And I can't lift myself into that hole
My presence hovers above
The gutter waits below
This ghost needs conduction and I feel you deep and low
So I turn my eyes to you
For the Service you provide
You bring me into my body better than anyone alive
I could be anything
But I am enslaved
I could go anywhere
But see I like it this way
Don't strangle the ones you love
It may come back to haunt someday
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "More Flophouse Blues"?
Holy Sons performs "More Flophouse Blues", and this lyric page sits inside the Holy Sons catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "More Flophouse Blues"?
Yes. The related section below points to A Chapter Must Be Closed and Bed Of Nails with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Holy Sons?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Holy Sons's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on More Flophouse Blues yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.