Chris Bathgate - The Last Parade On Ann St. | Текст песни

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The last parade on Ann Street babe
was when the frost leaves sounded like glass
when we burned down the whole damn block
with a wink and just one match
well the site I reside in now
it's new grove but same old ghosts
but I owe to the one before
cause it's the one that stained my voice
but the last one
yeah the last one
was to burn us out

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