high llamas – cuckoo’s out lyrics
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at the drop of a hat
they shut the book house down
hollered on through the gale
and turned the ship around
d-mn this place on our hands
the gothic stadium
built in half a day, painted grey
where the trenches lay
took the convention trail
the hot revivalist
tagged along on the tail
’til he grew tired of this
spun the language of luck
then all the luck ran dry
seldom seen about
cuckoo’s out
cuckoo’s out
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