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    "Rusty Tambourine"genre: Alternative General
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    Rusty Tambourine

    (verse)
    Jumped right off the banana boat. He Ran in town and quickly grabbed a seat. He sit on the corner boast of what he got and what he got is something you cant see.
    Hes just one bird shy from the KooKoos nest, two steps short from falling to his knees. When he talks he speaks of her, a beauty that hes probably never seen. And when the morning comes to breath and stop . . .dont you cry about it. Because I have no intentions of being torn from this life.
    (verse)
    Shipwrecked, lost on land of bearing fools, my friend, living for the day. As you know, hes not much for talking, just keep on walking, when you come around his way. And when the morning comes to breath and stop . . . dont you cry about it. Because I have no intentions of being . . .
    (chorus)
    . . . torn from the pages of an unborn man. As I sit back and watch a they take from me. Would you, could you ever dream of lies. Staring at the unseen gleam of a rusty tambourine.
    (verse)
    Sally dont you run into the dark my friend, dont you run into the night. For every corner theres a few, hungry vultures asking for your life. And when the morning comes to breath and stop . . .dont you cry.

    (bridge)

    torn from the pages of an unborn man. As I sit back and watch as they take from me. Would you, could you ever dream of lies? Staring at the unseen gleam, of a rusty tambourine.

    And when the morning comes to breath and stop, dont you cry.

    (end)

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