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Lavalamp unplugged. I know it could have used a nice solo, but I thought I'd run it by you all first.
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Lyrics
On and On
If you see me coming
There is nothing, I'd rather do
Silver cockroach ceiling
Crawling underneath my pair of shoes
And this thing goes on and on like a cold in June
And this thing goes on and on like a Sunday afternoon
Oh my, the tingling
Take my covers and my heater, too
Counting all my tiny feelings
A lot of pain, I never knew
And this thing goes on and on like a cold in June
And this thing goes on and on like a Sunday afternoon
Several made up stories
Break the camera; let's start a coup
Exercise the fever
The albatross has never flew (flown)
And this thing goes on and on like a cold in June
And this thing goes on and on like a Sunday afternoon
Words and music by David Armbruster
If you see me coming
There is nothing, I'd rather do
Silver cockroach ceiling
Crawling underneath my pair of shoes
And this thing goes on and on like a cold in June
And this thing goes on and on like a Sunday afternoon
Oh my, the tingling
Take my covers and my heater, too
Counting all my tiny feelings
A lot of pain, I never knew
And this thing goes on and on like a cold in June
And this thing goes on and on like a Sunday afternoon
Several made up stories
Break the camera; let's start a coup
Exercise the fever
The albatross has never flew (flown)
And this thing goes on and on like a cold in June
And this thing goes on and on like a Sunday afternoon
Words and music by David Armbruster
Kenta_and_Linda_Rocks_together
It sure have been nice with a solo but what a heck I dig this like it is.
Very nice song with great vocals.
Cheers
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Kenta