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Beggars In The Queue
04:05
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I wish I had a rocking chair to watch the beardy sky up
there are no razors to maintain the cloudy clouds and sunny sun no taps to run,
just rain, forming queues
You might not think
Well think of me when you go walking
Listen when I'm talking girl there are no words of wisdom on my tongue
If my song cannot be sung
If I'm dumb,
Blind drunk and snorkelling with scum.
If the heavens open up you can pretend you're not crying
Catch the water in a cup, once you're born you just start dying
Don't point at me or I'll point at you
Credit comes when credit's due
When the night gets here we're all as blind as beggars in the queue.
I wish I had new shoes to wear, so I knew what coos were over there
The blazers don't maintain the rowdiness or funny fun
One small gun yeah minor pain
Forming queues
You might not think
Well think of me when you go thinking save me if I'm sinking girl
There are no lifeboats living on my tongue
Cut the moor rope through the lung
Make me dumb
Blind drunk and snorkelling with scum
If the heavens open up you can pretend you're not crying
Catch the water in a cup, once you're born you just start dying
Don't point at me or I'll point at you
Credit comes when credit's due
When the night gets here we're all as blind as beggars in the queue.
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Mr. Bears-Hyde
00:52
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Davey said, "Hey I've got an old cigar, it's full of that tasty blue tar,
And built for the clogging
It's the finest smoke it's rare in this area of town,"
Davey said never to believe.
Keep a thick watch up your nose, leave the rest to me
Fog up there on the slopeside
Waddling along in the mist is a Mr. Bears-Hyde
And he knows where all the bears hide...
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3. |
Sweet Patata Pie!
00:58
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4. |
Down In The Valley
05:12
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Fluid Root Abbots Langley, UK
Psychedelic Homegrown Ocean Grooves.
Hailing from Abbots Langley/Harrow.
Rebranded in 2019 to become DEAD YETI.
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The evolution of the Root
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George Styles in the desert...
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