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Ellery (Carol No. 4)
02:29
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i've got san francisco grass in the cuffs of my jeans
and on my way home i'll be passing thru queens
mom do you wish you were coming to see me?
ellery, ellery
and if it's right i'll have left no one
no other words hiding under my tongue
only the finest of sidewalks and warm sun
ellery, ellery
and i wouldn't be a liar if i said
the things that i remember are only in my head
and i shouldn't be a bother to a friend
but i'll be comin back some day i know
i left behind a picture i took
between the pages of a library book
a fading mem'ry of the places i'd sinned
and without that maybe i'm comin round the bend
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Rosacea (Carol No. 2)
03:17
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twenty paces from my backyard
in a field i will lay you down
and the grass will be wet, you will cry
and your tears will be dew for the ground
how you wish you could get up and leave
with the ace of spades inside your sleeve
how you wish you could give it to me, but
you don't have a thing
and twenty miles from my old backyard
is a house you will run thru the woods
decorated with plaster and faces familiar
but lord, if i could
and this town is a terrible place
and it sucks the life out of your face
how you wish you could get out alive
but you've already died
wait, and wait again
i will be your friend
yes and i have loved you and i will love you again
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