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[00:05.930]One Crowded Hour-Augie March
[00:18.020]Now should you expect to see something that you hadn't seen
[00:21.780]In somebody you'd known since you were sixteen;
[00:25.210]if love is a bolt from the blue, then what is that bolt but a glorified screw?
[00:32.070]and that doesn't hold nothing together
[00:34.854]Far from these nonsense bars and their nowhere music it's making me sick
[00:42.049]And I know it's making you sick
[00:44.227]There's nothing there, it's like eating air
[00:49.131]It's like drinking gin with nothing else in
[00:50.649]And that doesn't hold me together.
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[00:55.503]But for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
[01:01.878]And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
[01:08.709]I thought I had found my golden September in the middle of that purple June
[01:15.709]But one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin
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[01:21.968]And I know you like your boys to take their medicine
[01:25.518]From the bowl with a silver spoon
[01:28.988]Who run away with the dish and scale the fish by the silvery light of the moon
[01:35.155]Who were taught from the womb to believe till the tomb
[01:38.905]That as far as their bleeding eyes see
[01:41.849]Is a pleasure pen, meant for them, builded and rent for them
[01:44.959]Not for the likes of me
[01:48.015]Not for the like of you and me
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[01:52.965]And for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
[01:59.408]And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
[02:05.658]I thought I had found my golden September in the middle of that purple June
[02:11.974]But one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin
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[02:18.333]Oh but the green-eyed harpy of the salt land
[02:23.256]She takes into hers my hand
[02:31.147]She says, "Boy I know you're lying
[02:35.708]Oh but then, so am I,"
[02:37.265]And to this I said "Oh well."
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[03:03.287]Well put me in a cage full of lions, I learned to speak lion
[03:07.131]In fact I know the language well
[03:10.280]I picked it up while I was versing myself in the languages they speak in hell
[03:16.044]That night, the silence gave birth to a baby
[03:20.284]They took it away to her silent dismay
[03:23.426]And they raised it to be a lady
[03:26.306]Now she can't keep her mouth shut
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[03:30.967]And for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
[03:36.309]And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
[03:43.022]I thought I had found my golden September in the middle of that purple June
[03:49.377]But one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin
[03:53.883]
[03:55.389]For one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
[04:02.372]Well I played a few songs for those bumps in the night
[04:05.473]In fact I played this very tune
[04:08.272]You said, "What is this six-stringed instrument but an adolescent loom?"
[04:13.902]And one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and ruin.
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