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• Artiste: Tigers on Trains
• Titre: Reverend William Buckland
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I spent a holiday alone in the dark, Trying to read the news, And I caught my shadow speaking old African languages again. Went to a party at the funeral home, Out on the city limits, Me and the skeletons were hanging around the back too tired to dance. And I thought the railroad was an old time machine, And I got on and wished real hard, And me and John we spent the day trapped at the bottom of a glass. I was reduced to a repeating line of code, Numbers in a computer, And I followed circuits to the main frame and eventually got lost. Guess I am not cut out to be, a program, Guess I am not cut out to be, a gunman, Guess I am not cut out to be, six feet under ground, Guess I am not cut out to be, anything at all. Anything at all.