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Lyrics : Amacker
Music : Amacker / Marthaler

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1978

Well I heard Television on the radio today
I can see a Marquee Moon flying over my head
Well mama said
« Don’t waste your time with these foolish things »
« Ma’ ! All I wanna do now is pick up my guitar and play »

I’m so aching to sing my song
I’m so aching to be on a (big) stage

Folks, treat me right
Let me shake it up and roll the dice
Bet on me, dont think twice
I’m in sight of paradise

So, daddy said : « Better wise up, be gentle and nice »
« Dad ! All I wanna do now is pick up my guitar and play… loud, loud, loud»

I’m so aching to sing my song
I’m so aching to be on a (big) stage

Sometimes I feel like a monk in a locked cell where I dwell
Sometimes I feel like a skunk that sounds like the death knell of my ego
My head’s full of junk, I’m a refugee on a raft that sunk
I gonna do a bunk and give punks a crazy tale to tell, bye amigo

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from Long Live Sombra, released September 15, 2018

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