Mikelangelo and the Black Sea Gentlemen - The Wandering Song | Текст песни

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• Mikelangelo and the Black Sea Gentlemen
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So I wandered to a place sometime long ago I knew
A place that we all know but only tell a precious few
Moored upon its shores a ship, on its deck the crew
Their faces are familiar – their eyes are glazed with glue
I wonder where this ship would go, if I shot the crew?

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