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Hobo Lyrics
Oh hobo, so somnambulant
Faded in the manger, puppetting sleepy movement
A carnival of fantasy, interval steeped in tea stain drudgery
Swollen nicknacks, belligerent blubberry
Making love in Victorian shrubbery, with you hand in your pocket
The one with the big frayed holes big it swallowed sunset
And the geese flew overhead, heading south for the winter
In the last pink autumn clouds
The darkness grew and enveloped you like a sweater, like a sweaty lover
Who never wrote a loving letter
Passing swiftly at drunken speed, fast-forward-train-gallop
Getty-up and get going, the gardener's prodding you with his rake
Urging you abruptly to wake out in the chilly morning air
Steamy when breathed into, your pocket flask is emty, your pocket flask is empty
Faded in the manger, puppetting sleepy movement
A carnival of fantasy, interval steeped in tea stain drudgery
Swollen nicknacks, belligerent blubberry
Making love in Victorian shrubbery, with you hand in your pocket
The one with the big frayed holes big it swallowed sunset
And the geese flew overhead, heading south for the winter
In the last pink autumn clouds
The darkness grew and enveloped you like a sweater, like a sweaty lover
Who never wrote a loving letter
Passing swiftly at drunken speed, fast-forward-train-gallop
Getty-up and get going, the gardener's prodding you with his rake
Urging you abruptly to wake out in the chilly morning air
Steamy when breathed into, your pocket flask is emty, your pocket flask is empty
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