spilly cave – peddler of whimsy lyrics
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[verse 1]
i’ve never felt time move so slow
except in the lands where that whiskey flowed
like paintings of oblivion and men
those were the good times, my dear old friend
[chorus]
what am i at the end?
it seems like a fungal friend
[verse 2]
another mornin’ back against the wall
mouth agape at all the things i saw
it’s good to have a worm as my bud
the reservoir’s lookin’ mighty good
[chorus]
what am i at the end?
it seems like a fungal friend
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