Augie March - Stranger Strange Lyrics
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Stranger Strange
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What Are The Lyrics For Stranger Strange By Augie March?
Some go high and very low
None too different or the same you know I know 'cos I've seen them come and go When summer comes the valley hums With medicine trucks on the sidewalks Laid out those hands could be holy Stranger, stranger, hard earned familiar I've got no jokes And you hit me up for more than Just my shrapnel and smokes Some go high and very low None too different or the same you know I know 'cos I've seen them come and go Stranger, stranger, stranger Should be listening Like a river to the end of my curdled song Nobody knows what madness could come along Now if you see a being borne into a trap, you free it They know kindness when they see it Stranger, strange would it come if you could call it? Some go high and very low None too different or the same you know I know 'cos I've seen them come and go It's quiet now, the streets are silent When music out of the arms of community flies, flies Stranger, stranger, I knew I knew you Now the bug lights in the bank imbue you With eyes like decals and a voice like an iron file Stranger, strange, though the earth be an anvil I'm not waiting for the hammer to fall I'm not waiting for anything at all Stranger, strange, though the earth be an anvil I'm not waiting for the hammer to fall I'm not waiting for anything at all |
Who Wrote Stranger Strange By Augie March?
Richards
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What's The Duration Of The Stranger Strange By Augie March?The duration of Stranger Strange is 5:17 minutes and seconds. |
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