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michael dinner - pentacott lane lyrics

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[verse 1]
expatriate, that you may call me
labels – well, i’ve had my share
mark me a fair weather’s soldier
the weather’s not been quite so fair
take all your labels and slogans
burn them and ashes remain
pack them in empty pop bottles
and send them to pentacott lane

[verse 2]
i was born in the heat of korea
i’ll die in the heat of the sun
fed on the rose of illusion
whose petals have withered and gone
thеre’s days that i question the motivеs
and there’s days that i think i’m quite sane
take all your petals and mail them
in care of pentacott lane

[verse 3]
the streets of this city are silent
the cobblestones spit back the rain
the eyes of shopkeepers are violent
and i sit in sidewalk cafes
allow me espresso and rose
if someone should mention my name
tell them inquires are welcome
somewhere on pentacott lane
[outro]
and tie them all up with a ribbon
and send them
and send them
why don’t you send them
why don’t you send them

- michael dinner lyrics

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