Songtexte: Tim Buckley. Ain't It Peculiar.

Ain't it peculiar, darlin'?
How our love goes on and on
Ain't it peculiar, honey?
We take the bad with the wrong

You know that time after time
A misfortune smiled
Ain't it peculiar, woman?
You know we'll laugh our way through

When will this long night of a prison ever end?
When will this long night of a prison ever end?

You know I'm ready to say that?
Lord, you're the talk of the town
The next minute, you're busted
Just listenin' to that jail-house sound

You know that time after time
A misfortune smiled
Ain't it peculiar, woman?
How we'll just laugh our way through


When will this long night of a prison ever end?
When will this long night of a prison ever end?

You know, double-talk is poison
But that's the rule of the game
Instead of backstabbing, they practice
All the little things that drive you insane

You know that time after time
A misfortune smiled
Know, it's so peculiar
I can still laugh my way through it

When will this long night of a prison ever end?
When will this long night of a prison ever end?

Ain't it peculiar? Ain't it peculiar?
Ain't it peculiar? Ain't it peculiar?
Ain't it peculiar? Ain't it peculiar?