1. |
Tar Baby
02:45
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Let’s make a baby out of blacktop tar
Horse hair and chicken bones and cooking lard
The sweetest little thing that you ever saw
Okay.
Let’s make a baby out of Jujubes
Toothpaste and tallow wax and axle grease
It’s only you and me now, and baby makes three
Okay.
Acey, deucey, one-eyed jacks
There ain’t no jokers in this pack
We’re going away and we ain’t coming back
Okay.
Let’s make a baby out of blacktop tar
Asphalt and gravel, oakum, mud and straw
We’ll put him in pajamas and we’ll get in the car
Okay.
There ain’t no time for slow dancing
Or making love all day
Ain’t never gonna give ’em no chance
To take our baby away
Okay? Okay.
Let’s take baby for a ride downtown
We’ll take him to the Jupiter and show him around
He won’t make a mess and he won’t make a sound
Okay.
Acey, deucey, one-eyed jacks
There ain’t no jokers in this pack
We’re going away and we ain’t coming back
Okay.
Acey, deucey, one-eyed jacks
There ain’t no jokers in this pack
We’re going away and we ain’t coming back
Okay, Okay, Okay,
Okay!
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2. |
Annie Get Your Gun
03:33
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I saw you last night, and the night before
I thought my poor heart couldn’t take any more
But here I come as cool as I can be
Well I might as well be on my hands and knees
I seen you standing out on Hudson Street
Any fool can see you’re packing a piece
You blow those kisses like it ain’t no thing
You might as well blow me to smithereens
Oh Annie get your gun
And blow my loving heart to Kingdom Come
Lay me down and set me free
Send me to heaven on my hands and knees
Oh Annie, get your gun
You’re at your window, I can see the light
I see the pillow where you bed down at night
You look into my eyes like I’m the one
You might be looking out at anyone
Annie get your gun
And blow my loving heart to Kingdom Come
Lay me down and set me free
Oh, put an end to all my misery
Oh Annie, get your gun
I hear you laughing, when I try to sleep
And I seen you crying when I’m out on my beat
I know the keyhole at your back door
But I don’t know what the hell you’re waiting for
Annie get your gun
And blow my loving heart to Kingdom Come
Lay me down and set me free
Send me to heaven on my hands and knees
Oh Annie, get your gun
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3. |
I Been Hurt
03:39
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Have I been hurt?
I ain’t hurt anymore
I’ve been broke
But I ain’t gonna break anymore
Oh and I know when my time is come
Though I’ve been burned
I won’t burn out on the vine
How many heartaches, how many heartaches
Can any man bear?
Don’t send a card or a candygram, ’cause
I just don’t care
’Cause I’ve been hurt
But I don’t care
I been stood up and knocked down
And dragged ass-backwards
Through heartaches by the hair
I been hurt
But I don’t care
Sometimes it seems like, sometimes it seems like
I could go anywhere
I take a beating, I take a bow, well –
I just don’t care
’Cause I’ve been hurt
But I don’t care
I been pie-eyed and pointed at,
And laughed at and locked out
And eighty-sixed most everywhere
I’ve been hurt, hurt
But I don’t care
Yeah I’ve been hurt
Oh, but I don’t care
I been beat up and black-eyed,
I’ve been paid peanuts
And pushed rum-tumble down the stairs
I’ve been hurt, hurt
But I don’t care
Oh no
I been hurt, hurt, hurt
But I don’t care
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Don’t forget me when I’m gone
Don’t forget me when I’m gone
Lay them flowers o’er my head
And when them horses come ’round the bend
Blow your horns, so I can hear
Blow them loud and blow them clear
Two red pennies on my eyes
Pay my way to paradise
On my soul, I ain’t afraid
And I ain’t too proud to beg
Please don’t forget me when I’m gone
Don’t forget me when I’m gone
Don’t forget me when I’m gone
Make my bed in the stony ground
And come the time for to lower me down
Ring them bells, so I can hear
Ring ’em loud and ring ’em clear
Two red pennies on my eyes
Pay my way to paradise
On my soul, I ain’t afraid
And I ain’t too proud to beg
Please don’t forget me when I’m gone
Oh please don’t forget me when I’m gone
Don’t forget me when I’m gone
Don’t forget me when I’m gone
In the summertime, when the creek runs high
From time to time, as the years roll by
Just call my name, so I can hear
Call it loud and call it clear
Two red pennies on my eyes
Pay my way to paradise
On my soul, I ain’t afraid
And I ain’t too proud to beg
Please don’t forget me when I’m gone
Oh please don’t forget me when I’m gone
Please don’t forget me when I’m gone
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Have I had true love? Without a doubt
I’ve been pulled up, lord, and I’ve been knocked down
You fall into love, you crawl back out
And even true love travels south
So when the sun goes down, and the lights come out
If you should find my open arms out in the crowd
There’s only one thing I will ask you from the start
Don’t fuck around with my heart
I’m just a fella with a one track mind
Just knock me off my feet and treat me kind
’Cause crying eyes you know are not so blind
And a broken heart can still keep time
Just take a long look into my eyes
This black and blue heart won’t tell no lies
’Cause I’ve been through love, and I found this out –
It wakes you up just to knock you out
I don’t need no virgin bride and I don’t need no whore
I don’t need no ’nother dose of what I had before
Just shine a little light to help me through the dark
And don’t fuck around with my heart
I’m just a fella with a one track mind
Just knock me off my feet and treat me kind
’Cause crying eyes you know are not so blind
And a broken heart can still keep time
’Cause crying eyes you know are not so blind
And a broken heart can still keep time
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6. |
My Suicide
03:15
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7. |
I Love London
03:26
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Gasworks standing on the hill
Watching over everything
They’re long gone now, but I can see them still
I love London in the Spring
I love London in the Spring
I love London in the Spring
Old Bow bells are nevermore to ring
But I love London in the Spring
Black clouds gather overhead
They’re making way for other things
And then the rain comes down to wash it all away
I love London in the Spring
’Cause I can hear her sing to me
She is everything to me
And I’d do anything at all to be
In London in the Spring
Well, she’s seen better days, I guess
But who among us couldn’t say the same?
And there’s a dance or two in the old dame yet
I love London in the Spring
Yes, I love London in the Spring
I love London in the Spring
Long gone sparrows are nevermore to sing
But I love London in the Spring
’Cause I can hear them anyway, say
Hey we’ll get out of the woods someday
And me and them are always gonna stay
In London in the Spring
In London in the Spring
In London in the Spring
’Cause I love London in the Spring
I love London in the Spring
Long gone sparrows are nevermore to sing
But I love London in the Spring
Those long gone sparrows are nevermore to sing
But I love London in the Spring
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8. |
Keep Me Moving On
04:06
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I have let so many things go wrong
They kept me up all night
Smiling faces I turned upon
And debts I left behind
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
There is a garden of pleasures untold
Which any man may know
Though you may wander down any road
You only get one go
And you’ve got to be so strong
Just to walk on
With wide open eyes,
Body and soul
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
All of the memories that I keep close
Ups and downs I’ve known
Some I’ve had, and some I lost
Oh it’s a heavy load
And you’ve got to be so strong
Just to hold on
And stronger yet
Just to let go
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
Keep me moving on
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Billy wakes up to the roaring fan
The clinking bottles like a marching band
Like wild buffaloes, the shivers run
Won’t they be running when the Monday comes
Rolling thunder in the midday sun
His heart is beating like a kettle drum
Billy stumbles like a burning man
Up to the corner with his hat in hand
His typewriter and his wedding band
It’s not the sabbath Uncle Billy planned
He’s in the game again and feeling fine
He calls his buddy over one more time
The one sure thing that Billy ever found
He sets ’em up and Billy knocks ’em down
Oh Billy sure can knock ’em down, down, down
Oh, Billy sure can knock ’em down
Every night they hear him sing and shout
But every morning turns him inside out
His brow is dripping, his mouth is dry
They hear him whimper and they hear him cry
His only mercy, his one true love
And any fool knows what he’s thinking of
He’s in the game again and feeling fine
He calls his buddy over one more time
The one sure thing that Billy ever found
He sets ’em up and Billy knocks ’em down
Oh Billy sure can knock ’em down, down, down
Oh, Billy sure can knock ’em down
Every Sunday you can see him there
His every drink is like a dying prayer
But every Monday, alive again
And backsliding every nine a.m.
Well I never listen, but – I’ve heard it said
Poor Uncle Billy, he’d be better off dead
But he’s in the game again and feeling fine
He calls his buddy over one more time
The one sure thing that Billy ever found
He sets ’em up and Billy knocks ’em down
Oh Billy sure can knock ’em down, down, down
Oh, Billy sure can knock ’em down
Billy sure can knock ’em down!
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10. |
Fireflies
04:48
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All across the face of the earth
Like the little lost stars above
We’re lost in a wilderness, and in wilderness we love
Where the flowers have no names, the beasts are all untamed
And no two things the same
We’re growing wild
There’s a fog on the forest floor
As the sun pokes through the pines
In her eyes, that look I know, I can have her any time
Far away, a wild fire, there’s berries on the briars
And so we pause a while
We’re growing wild
We’re growing wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild
And she says
Sing to me, like the wind sings through the trees
The birds sing to the bees
On a summer’s eve
You do to me what the wind does to the trees
The birds do with the bees
On a summer’s eve
There’s a bend in the river there
Where the grass grows ten feet high
Through the red, red water wade my tender love and I
All around, the fireflies reflecting in her eyes
They light my way a while
We’re growing wild
We’re growing wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild
And I sing
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11. |
Sick Old River
02:58
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I love a woman and she doesn’t even care
I’ve loved her every way and I’ve loved her everywhere
I’ve tried to put it sweetly, I sung in a song
But anyway it comes out wrong
We’ve lived together now for twenty years or more
And every day I pray she’ll open up the door
But still she looks right through me, like I ain’t standing there
And I know the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I long to run my weary fingers through her hair
But I know the lady doesn’t care
There runs a river here and it’s lit up every night
There was a market too, I worked there once or twice
The roads arrayed around her like garlands in her hair
But still the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
I might be anyone, I might be anywhere
But I know the lady doesn’t care
I won’t be torn apart
The day the bastards break my heart
I’ll ride that sick old river out to sea
To where the grass is green and high
The big black sun up in the sky
My love is waiting there for me
We used to share a drink down by the water’s edge
We shared a house in town with six or seven friends
But pretty soon, I fear, there won’t be anywhere
But still the lady doesn’t care
I know the lady doesn’t care
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12. |
Everybody Must Crawl
05:10
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When the Lord went into his garden
There before him, what he saw –
His lady Eve, all dressed in leaves
And that cocky serpent was walking tall
Having forbade this, when he surveyed this
The Lord let forth a mighty squall
And, in his rage, said – ‘Right! From now on
Everybody must crawl!’
Everybody must crawl
Everybody must crawl
It’s a fact, Jack, for one and all
Everybody must crawl!
On your back you’ll ever suffer
On your knees forever toil
And you must sing for every supper, boys
’Cause everybody must crawl!
Belshazzar he threw a party
Most immodest for his lords
The finest wines for his concubines
And the finest silver for his whores
Then all a sudden, from up above him
A hand appeared upon the wall
And the message that it scrawled
Was ‘everybody must crawl’
Everybody must crawl
Everybody must crawl
It’s a fact, Jack, for one and all
Everybody must crawl!
You’ve been weighed up and found wanting
And your kingdom is bound to fall
And you must sing for your crackerjacks, oh boy!
In other words – everybody must crawl!
If you go down to Greenwood town
Past the churchyard, and ’round the bend
You just sit tight there, and ’round midnight
There’ll come a man ’bout six-foot-ten
And when that man then puts out his hand, then
Your wish can be his one command
On one condition, you can have it all
You understand – everybody must crawl!
Yes, everybody must crawl
Everybody must crawl
It’s a fact, Jack, for one and all
Everybody must crawl!
Yes, everybody must crawl
Everybody must crawl
It’s a fact, Jack, for one and all
Everybody must crawl!
’Cause there’s a key for every door
And there’s a door for every wall
But there is one law left unbroken, boys –
Everybody must crawl!
There’s only one law left unbroken, boys –
Everybody must crawl!
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13. |
The Grave Grass
01:52
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The grave grass will cover us next year
The grave grass will cover us next year
The grave grass will cover us next year
The grave grass will cover us next year
Wade into the water with me, dear
Wade into the water with me, dear
In flames will the summer disappear
And grave grass will cover us next year
Wade into the water with me, dear
Wade into the water with me, dear
The grave grass will cover us next year
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14. |
Playing Possum
03:38
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Lord, lord, lord, I’d jump right into the river and drown
If I thought I’d see her smiling at me
Doo doo, etc.
Lord, lord, lord, I’d jump right into the river and drown
If I thought I’d see her smiling at me
Doo doo, etc.
And if I thought by playing possum
I might make her come up closer
She might even roll me over
And look into my eyes
Yes, if I thought by playing possum
I might make her come up closer
If she’d only roll me over
I could hold my breath until I heard the saints go –
Until the saints go, until the saints go
Doo doo, etc.
Lord, lord, lord, I’d lay right down in the middle of the road
If I thought I’d hear her laugh in my ear
Doo doo, etc.
Lord, lord, lord, I’d lay right down in the middle of the road
If I thought I’d hear her laughter in my ear
Doo doo, etc.
And if I thought by playing possum
I might make her come up closer
She might even roll me over
And look into my eyes
Yes, if I thought by playing possum
I might make her come up closer
If she’d only roll me over
I could hold my breath until I heard the saints go
Doo doo, etc.
Until the saints go, until the saints go
Doo doo, etc.
Until the saints go, oh, until the saints go, oh!
Until the saints go, until the saints go
Until the saints go, until the saints go
Until the saints go, until the saints go
I could hold my breath until I heard the saints go
Doo doo, etc.
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15. |
My Good Looks
04:18
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Handsome Sam, the ladies’ man
Lives alone in a caravan
Standing over the frying pan, he says
‘Sam, you’ve done the best you can
But damn the day and that fat old sun
Rushing away when the day is done
My skin isn’t thin and my bones aren’t sore
But every day goes quicker than the day before’
And then dang-a-lang-a-lang go the big brass bells
Six o’clock and all is well
Where the time goes, who can tell?
But my good looks are going straight to hell
In the limelight, burning bright
Archie stands most every night
And of a salty Saturday
He pours it on for the matinee
He treads the boards to the dressing room door
Chucks poor Yorick over his shoulder
The wig on the hatstand, the frock on the floor
And he says ‘Dear God, I’ve got so much more to give’
But then dang-a-lang-a-lang go the big brass bells
Six o’clock and all is well
Where the time goes, who can tell?
But my good looks are going straight to hell
Ten long years since he took a taste
And Chester’s face is laid to waste
He can sing and he used to play
Till he lost his chops in an alleyway
You can find him at the Grand Hotel
Doubled over on his wishing well
He gets up again and he wipes his chin
He stands there looking where his bright eyes once had been
And then dang-a-lang-a-lang go the big brass bells
Six o’clock and all is well
Where the time goes, who can tell?
But my good looks are going straight to hell
My good looks are going straight to hell, oh
My good looks are going straight to hell
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16. |
I'm Not Sorry Now
05:30
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I’ve been high, as high as any fool could be
And I’ve seen lows that no fool should see
And I’ve rushed in where a fool wouldn’t go
Wearied of pleasures they will never know
And I’m not sorry now for a motherfucking thing
Now, I’ve been lost so long in a bottomless dream
Satisfied? – there ain’t no such thing
And I don’t care what my friends all say
I’ll be up on my feet one day
And I’m not sorry now for a motherfucking thing
Now, in this dream there is nowhere you can’t go
See cloud nine, see skid row
You may be burdened by the mess you’ve made
You may be worried ’bout the Judgement Day
But I’m not sorry now for a motherfucking thing, oh no
Oh and don’t I know it isn’t good for me?
Oh, and can’t I see I oughta let it be?
Well, don’t I know? Yes, they told me so
And can’t I see? Well, yes – any fool but me
But they don’t know
How sweet it can be
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17. |
She's the One
03:48
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I’m the one she turns to tell it to when she ain’t treated right
Every time she turns away, you know it tears me up inside
It’s an endless parade, a pageant, of posers, pricks and fools
What it is, I can’t imagine, a poor boy has to do
All the girls that walk the world could make a ring around the sun
But when I make her laugh it’s like there might as well be only one
And every swine in the whole wide world has had a root around her pearls
Here am I standing right beside her, like the last man in the world
But if I reach out just to touch her
If I hold her close and clutch her
In my arms, as I have never done before
And if I look into her eyes
If I tell her in my silence
What I wouldn’t tell a million times or more
And if I kiss her, will she kiss me back, oh Lord
If I kiss her, will she kiss me back?
If I kiss her, will she kiss me back, oh Lord
If I kiss her, will she kiss me back?
She’s the only one I’m thinking of when I’m with other girls
If she knew the way I think of her, I’d lose her love for sure
The world turns like a top that teeters in the darkness all around
You put a kiss on the wrong two lips, you turn the whole thing upside down
She’s the one
She’s the one
She’s the one
She’s the one
She’s the one
She’s the one
She’s the one
She’s the one
But if I reach out just to touch her
If I hold her close and clutch her
In my arms, as I have never done before
And if I look into her eyes
If I tell her in my silence
What I wouldn’t tell, a million times or more, oh no
And if I kiss her, will she kiss me back, oh Lord?
If I kiss her, will she kiss me back?
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18. |
Easy Jean
03:22
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Easy Jean, the sex machine
In Sergios and Maybelline
And in her heart she knows no fear
How can she lose when she’s so sincere?
Oh, Easy Jean
Easy Jean, so serene
A cherry coke and a magazine
Feral and free now is Easy Jean
God only knows now the things she’s seen
Oh, oh, Easy Jean
She doesn’t see me, but – she’s not to blame
’Cause Easy Jean has no time for games
But in our hearts we’re just the same
One day my Jeanie – she’ll know my name
Oh, oh, Easy Jean
I think of Jeanie, so pure of heart
When days grow long, long, long, and nights are dark
And in our hearts we know no fear
How can we lose when we’re so sincere?
Oh, oh, Easy Jean
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19. |
Blue Nova
03:31
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What’s the opposite of a warm embrace?
They don’t ever say your name, or look you in the face
But leave you out to dangle in a swirl of disgrace
And bad blood and bitter regret
Like a blue nova, all around your head
They say a chilly wind is blowing down now
And the coldest frost in 40 years gonna cover up the ground
The sun is sinking sideways, and low across the town
There’s a black dog that won’t leave my side
And a blue nova all around my head
You gotta get up and set yourself free
When everywhere you look you see
A blue nova rollin’ round your head
I’m getting pretty tired of painting the town
Goin’ out watering my sorrows with all the new friends I’ve found
I let the house fall in like I had someone else to be
But I had to start over again
With a blue nova all around my head
All this time I spent
Back in my old skin
There’s been a blue nova rollin’ round my head
It’s a blue nova
Rollin’ round my head
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20. |
Swan Song
04:32
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Ginny went up to the city
Hanging around with a friend
Ginny went up to the city
She never came home again
And Ginny would rather be anywhere else but here, oh
Ginny would rather be anywhere else but here
And everyone’s tearing their feathers out over Ginny
But they won’t be tearing her feathers out any more, oh no
She said –
‘Show me where it says I gotta hang around this pond
I ain’t a fucking duckling, I’m a swan, I’m a swan
Show me where it says I gotta hang around this pond
I ain’t a fucking duckling, I’m a swan, I’m a swan,
I’m a swan – oh oh, I’m a swan
Oh oh, I’m a swan’
Ooh la, ooh la, etc.
Take a ride out to the water
Sit in the car and get high
Out in the street with a dollar
There isn’t a thrill you can buy
Everyone misses you, Ginny
I totaled the old Cavalier
It’s Saturday night again, Ginny
You’ve got to get me out of here
’Cause Ginny I’d rather be anywhere else but here
Oh, Ginny I’d rather be anywhere else but here
And everyone’s tearing my feathers out down here, Ginny
But they won’t be tearing my feathers out any more, oh no
Oh, show me where it says I gotta hang around this pond
I ain’t a fucking duckling, I’m a swan, I’m a swan
Show me where it says I gotta hang around this pond
I ain’t a fucking duckling, I’m a swan, I’m a swan
I’m a swan – oh oh, I’m a swan
Oh oh, I’m a swan
Ooh la, ooh la, etc.
Poor Tom went to the city
Hanging around with a friend
Poor Tom went to the city
He never came home again
He said ‘Ginny I’d rather be anywhere else but here
Oh, Ginny I’d rather be anywhere else but here’
Ooh la, ooh la, etc.
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21. |
It's Been Fun
04:26
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It’s been fun, so fun
Now the day is all but done
It’s been fun
What a gas, now it’s past
Smiling eyes on everyone
It’s been fun
I might’ve thought it’d last forever
Our once upon a time a tavern days
Had just begun, and now they’re done
It’s been fun, so fun
Ride into the setting sun
It’s been fun
One day we’ll maybe raise a glass again
We’ll sing a serenade to absent friends
For good things all
Are yet to come
It’s been fun, so fun
Ride into the setting sun
It’s been fun
Ride into the setting sun
It’s been fun
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MOLE
Singer, songwriter, artist, bandleader. Born in California on a Saturday night. Lives in London. Formerly of Marseille Figs and the Jupiter Band.
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