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All Around the World or the Myth of Fingerprints

All Around the World or the Myth of Fingerprints Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For All Around the World or the Myth of Fingerprints By Los Lobos?
Over the mountain Down in the valley
Lives a former talk-show host Everybody knows his name He says there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints I've seen them all and man They're all the same Well, the sun gets weary And the sun goes down Ever since the watermelon And the lights come up On the black pit town Somebody says what's a better thing to do Well, it's not just me And it's not just you This is all around the world Out in the Indian Ocean somewhere There's a former army post Abandoned now just like the war And there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints That's what that old army post was for Well, the sun gets bloody And the sun goes down Ever since the watermelon And the lights come up On the black pit town Somebody says what's a better thing to do Well, it's not just me And it's not just you This is all around the world Over the mountain Down in the valley Lives the former talk-show host Far and wide his name was known He said there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints That's why we must learn to live alone Uh uh uh Uh uh uh Uh uh uh Uh uh uh All around the world All around the world |
Who Wrote All Around the World or the Myth of Fingerprints By Los Lobos?
Paul Simon
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