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Pluckin' all day on my angel's harpPluckin' all day on my angel's harpShoutin' at the rising moonKnowin' that I will soon stayAt the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarpI'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harpThough you made me a buffoonYou did not hear the words that I did croonI'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harpI knew you'd finally come aroundWon't you please enjoy the soundI didn't say clap, and I didn't stay sharpI'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harpAnd when I saw your eyes all brownI pulled them boy, and lo I cut you downAt the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarpThis is where we all will fallSongtexteThis is what we shall call killPluckin' all day on our angel's harpA resonator is sounding darkThough you might be walkin' tallEverybody gots a lot to growPluckin' all day on my angel's harpPluckin' all day on my angel's harpThis is where I'm jumping offThis is where I sail aloft Aus Songtexte Mania