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--various b-sides, etc...--"Indian Summer" (Beat Happening)Breakfast in cemeteryBoy tastin wild cherryTouch girl, apple blossomJust a boy playin possumWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerAnd go our seperate waysWhat is that cheerful sound?Rain fallin on the groundWe'll wear a jolly crownBuckle up, we're wayward boundWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerAnd go our seperate waysMotorbike to cemeteryPicnic on wild berriesFrench toast with molassesCroquet and Baked AlaskasWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerAnd go our seperate waysCover me with rainWalk me down the laneI'll drink from your drainWe will never changeNo matter what they say"Egg Nog"(insert quirky instrumental)"Ride Into The Sun" (The Velvet Underground)Lookin for another chanceFor someone else to beLookin for another placeTo ride into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunWaitin for the ships to sailLooking for an endRidin for another timeTo ride into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sun"That's What You Always Say" (The Dream Syndicate)I told you that we've been through this butYou know I told you that beforeI try to find out where we missed butI gets to be such a boreCause ever since that time I told you soWell something gets my eye and it won't let goAnd then the stories and words are here and goneWell that's what you always sayI try to sit and talk with you butYou know how moods change all the timeI try to wait a week or two butBy then I'll probably change my mindCause ever since that time I told you soWell something gets my eye and it won't let goAnd then the stories and words are here and goneWell that's what you always sayPaul Humphrey (humphrey@mhd1.moorhead.msus.edu) - corrections welcome...
--various b-sides, etc...--"Indian Summer" (Beat Happening)Breakfast in cemeteryBoy tastin wild cherryTouch girl, apple blossomJust a boy playin possumWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerAnd go our seperate waysWhat is that cheerful sound?Rain fallin on the groundWe'll wear a jolly crownBuckle up, we're wayward boundWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerAnd go our seperate waysMotorbike to cemeteryPicnic on wild berriesFrench toast with molassesCroquet and Baked AlaskasWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerWe'll come back for Indian SummerAnd go our seperate waysCover me with rainWalk me down the laneI'll drink from your drainWe will never changeNo matter what they say"Egg Nog"(insert quirky instrumental)"Ride Into The Sun" (The Velvet Underground)Lookin for another chanceFor someone else to beLookin for another placeTo ride into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunWaitin for the ships to sailLooking for an endRidin for another timeTo ride into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sunRide into the sun"That's What You Always Say" (The Dream Syndicate)I told you that we've been through this butYou know I told you that beforeI try to find out where we missed butI gets to be such a boreCause ever since that time I told you soWell something gets my eye and it won't let goAnd then the stories and words are here and goneWell that's what you always sayI try to sit and talk with you butYou know how moods change all the timeI try to wait a week or two butBy then I'll probably change my mindCause ever since that time I told you soWell something gets my eye and it won't let goAnd then the stories and words are here and goneWell that's what you always sayPaul Humphrey (humphrey@mhd1.moorhead.msus.edu) - corrections welcome...
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