Paroles Reverend William Buckland de Tigers on Trains

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Textes et Paroles de Reverend William Buckland



I spent a holiday alone in the dark,
Trying to read the news,
And I caught my shadow speaking old African languages again.

Went to a party at the funeral home,
Out on the city limits,
Me and the skeletons were hanging around the back too tired to dance.

And I thought the railroad was an old time machine,
And I got on and wished real hard,
And me and John we spent the day trapped at the bottom of a glass.

I was reduced to a repeating line of code,
Numbers in a computer,
And I followed circuits to the main frame and eventually got lost.

Guess I am not cut out to be, a program,
Guess I am not cut out to be, a gunman,
Guess I am not cut out to be, six feet under ground,
Guess I am not cut out to be, anything at all.
Anything at all.

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