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Big gun powder and the Glasgow girl
Our lady of the highway with a string of pearls
Well I aint no modern masterpiece
New surrealist movement in the key of G
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh
Well my baby loves me like an auto-harp
You see she plucks my mind and she strums my heart
Weâre both victims of gravity
Sheâll never fly away from me
Well you can tell by looking Iâm not like the rest
Sometimes a broken mirror, reflects back the best
Well look inside my Chinese box
You have the key to every lock
Itâs made of old chestnut and a lacquer top
Well once you stop you can never stop
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh
Well you can tell by looking Iâm not like the rest
Sometimes a broken mirror, reflects back the best
A vagabond child, has come back home
A walk through the clouds, in a sky the color of stone
- Album:
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- Big Moon Ritual
- The Magic Door
- Any Way You Love, We Know How You Feel
- Radio Woodstock Live Vol! 4
- New Directions Home
- Monitor This! June/July 2012
- Uncut: Into Your Arms
- Bluesfest 2015
- Rosalee
- California Hymn
- Barefoot in the Head
- Behold the Seer
- High Is Not the Top
- If You Lived Here, You Would Be Home by Now
- New Cannonball Rag