"Frying Pan" as written by and Victoria Ann Williams....
One laugh in the middle of a struggle
A diamond at the bottom of a puddle
Did you ever walk somewhere, just to take the time
Or take the fast road and get going
I looked in a frying pan, I sang a song
I looked at a dying man, he sang along

We got mountains, yeah we got beaches,
We got that things that make us mad and
Things that have to teach us

I looked in a frying pan, I sang a song
I looked at a dying man, he sang along

These are the times, yeah these are the times


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"Frying Pan" as written by Victoria Ann Williams

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