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• Artiste: Herman Dune
• Titre: Time Of Glory/ NYC
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spinning on the turntable, spinning in the microwave A hundred and seventy six degrees, a one eighty and i flip back to look at the man who recognizes me and wants to give me a hug he gives me the keys to his flat in green point if i needed a place to crash i could sleep on the futon by his bed but i'm not sure he knows who i am and i don't even know his name i shredded on the ukulele at the turner cody show i got loaded with weed from northern oregon at the end of the night i got well rewarded with a ticket for a free drink the choice is red stripe or pabst it was my time of glory/ new york city i wrote a letter to my friend in paris i played it cool and said i took it easy i told him how i slept with you and how it didn't matter to me and how you couldn't hurt me now well it was kind of true i almost lied when my mother asked me if i was making any money i almost lied but i knew i sucked at it and confessed that i was broke and couldn't afford her coffee and was getting skinny holes in my 3 days shirt well i guess i smell now i haven't slept in my bed for 12 weeks i haven't walked my dog in 12 weeks i've written songs that make me sound woohoo so angry i'll burn a CD and i'll send you a copy