Paroles The Art Teacher and the Little Stallion de Holopaw

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Textes et Paroles de The Art Teacher and the Little Stallion




When you tucked my tails,smoothed my hair,on the steps of the MetropolitanI was holding my breath,hedging my bets,heavy on speculationthat you were inviting me into wander the lengths of your hallowed halls,to be lectured on the dangersof sinking ships."I'll be quiet, sir. I won't say nothing at all."But couldn't you just get lost in this watery grave?Standing on the decks of sinking shipshands on my shouldersyou're steering me.But couldn't you just get loston the pitch and roll of these waves?So many sailors lost to this drunken sea.So says the ocean: "What's that got to do with me?"I found you lost in front of some spill of brilliant oilsall hemmed in by gilded framesand filigreed names;a blush of cooling flesh.And then you say flip,some general spill of devotionall whistled through your crooked teeth.I never noticed your crooked teeth.You're crying but you've never met."Well, that's the point I guess.You missed the point I guess."I missed the point, I guess."Well here's my point I guess:her back is broken she washed up a mess.Well, here's my point I guess: What's she got to do with me?Well, here's my point I guess:her back is broken and I run free."Little stallion kicking up the sand:run free.The cockles aren't giving up their pearlsand this is free.So many pearls, so many pearls, so many tossed off.But couldn't you just get loston this swollen sea?Standing on the deck of sinking ships,hands on my shouldersyou're steering me.But couldn't you just get loston the pitch and the roll and the sway?So many sailors lost to this drunken sea.So says the ocean: "What's that got to do with me?"So many sailors lost to this drunken sea.So many sailors lost to me...

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