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• Artiste: Sketches (The)
• Titre: Pieces (Too Heavy to Quote)
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I wasn't asleep when I woke The cruel butt of your joke Fists too heavy to throw And besides, no one to watch the show Why can't I let it go, and Why can't I let it show, and My fear of medicine, and I am my father's son And all these things that fall to pieces Everybody has their reasons I want to watch the crowd I am not flying the plane The crowd has all gone insane I touched everybody with my cane No, no, fell to my knees I didn't come this far To never stop and watch, and I thrown with my hands All cannons that I had To make sure it all falls to pieces Everybody has their reasons I want to watch the crowd And again and again And again and again and again You turn it on, you turn it on again And again and again And again and again and again You turn it on, you turn it on again I wasn't asleep when I woke The cruel butt of your joke Then like an angel she spoke Words to heavy to quote She said, yeah My faith in medicine, and I am my father's son And all these things that fall to peices Everybody has their reasons I want to watch the crowd