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Matt Duncan
Matt Duncan
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Matt Duncan
Matt Duncan
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Saturday there's a parade for the forgotten names And there's no telling when it's going to stop Spent a number of years talking shit, drinking beer Now the flag's looking me over like a cop You always sparkle and fall, you ain't so pretty And I ain't climbing at all in Emerald City There's something wrong with it all, it's such a pity There's something wrong with it all Every day is a parade of I forgot their names We were friends, we shared a lot of loose talk Forgot the ghosts on the roads, still headed for the coast To carve their name into a piece of rock You always sparkle and fall You ain't so pretty And I ain't climbing at all in Emerald City There's something wrong with it all, it's such a pity There's something wrong with it all You always sparkle and fall You ain't so pretty And I ain't climbing at all in Emerald City There's something wrong with it all, it's such a pity There's something wrong with it all There's something wrong with it all There's something wrong with it all There's something wrong with it all There's something wrong with it all Yeahhh Ooh Saturday there's a parade for the forgotten names And there's no telling when it's going to stop
Writer(s): Matthew Scott Duncan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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