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C See the Soul Singer in the session bandG Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone standC Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a panF G CFor the Soul Singer in the session band
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VersC Now a red carpet bagger makes a Blackberry callF Am G To the plastic piranhas in the city of saltC Wasted wheat paste campaign post no bills on the wallF G You mean nothing to no one but that's nobody's fault See the Soul Singer in the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone standFelt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan For the Soul Singer in the session band I had a lengthy discussion about The Power of Myth With a post-modern author who didn't exist In this fictitious world all reality twists I was a hopeless romantic now I'm just turning tricks Just like that Soul Singer in the session band Shredded confetti beneath a microphone stand Saw the Conflict of Interest slipping cash in the hand Of the Soul Singer in the session band His room is on fire since he painted it red There are a stranger's silk sequins at the foot of the bed He has been to weddings and funerals but he still never wept Now sorrow is pleasure when you want it instead Just like the Soul Singer in the session band Wailed like an infant atop a white baby grand We'll need every sand bag and every man To save the Soul Singer in the session band Headlights or Taillights it's a flip of a coin I have been coming and going since the day I was born And I followed the breadcrumbs but I never got home I grew old in an instant now I am all on my ownC Just like that Soul Singer in the session bandG Shredded to nothing beneath a microphone standC Saw the wave of the future through the crack in the damF G C Drown the Soul Singer in the session bandF G C Bless the Soul singer in the session band
Soul Singer In a Session Band
Bright Eyes
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