Gruvis Malt
Mr. Smith Goes To Heaven
Waving a glass voice
Itching to break
I saw your future
On a stage in the rain
Frail punch soldier
Tired of fighting
Hard to watch the weather
Wash your heroes away
Give my regards
To his liver and lungs
Watch them recoup the cost
From the whole in his heart
Hope you can enjoy it
Have you heard the one about a black eyed dog
Who chases the storm out of every song?
Have you heard the one about the black eyed doggy?
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