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2018 Off-Broadway Rags Parkland Sings the Songs of The Future the Musical - One Hundred Years of Subterranean Society Blues Lyrics
The song is written by Andrew R. Butler.
There’s a black dog in the window Watchin’ everything I do There’s a black dog in the window Watchin’ everything I do Well, he might of tried to warn me I don’t know I was busy watching you
There’s a grey dog on the sidewalk And he’s pissing on the curb There’s a grey dog on the sidewalk And he’s pissing on the curb Well, it’s been a long time coming babe So don’t pretend you haven’t heard
There’s a hundred pounds of fennel And it’s growing on the ground
There’s a hundred pounds of fennel And it’s growing on the ground But the clouds they are descendin’ So you know it won’t stick around
The sky’s a whole lot closer now The Atlantic’s mighty wide The sky’s a whole lot closer now The Atlantic’s mighty wide And we’re all coming together babe You, me, the ocean and the sky
We’re gonna live forever When our blood is full of gold We’re gonna live forever When our blood is full of gold Well we might get sad and lonely babe But we ain’t never getting’ old
Soon we will know everything They’ll just put in our minds Soon we will know everything They’ll just stick it in our minds Well first they’ll pick out everything And then they’ll leave the rest behind
There’s a hundred pounds of fennel Lying dead up on the earth There’s a hundred pounds of fennel Lying dead up on the earth Well, we might have tried to save it If we had known what it was worth
There’s a brighter morning coming St. Peter’s on the stairs There’s a brighter morning coming now St. Peter’s on the stairs And the day we move above the ground We will let go of all of these cares
Rags Parkland Sings the Songs of The Future the Musical Lyrics One Hundred Years of Subterranean Society Blues Lyrics Rags Parkland
Rags Parkland Sings the Songs of The Future Lyrics
SYNOPSIS Apocalypse in Tennessee Android Love Song Talkin' mars Dust Blues Stella Charlemagne Intro Stella Charlemagne (Rags) One Hundred Years of Subterranean Society Blues Never Find Us Now These Small Things Surrender We Are and We Are Stella Charlemagne (Beaux) Apple in the Sky Love You Good Delilah in the Rubble
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