With the red tambourine
Shining like a tractor trailer
Freshly waxed and full of diesel
Hit the harpsichord
With hockey sticks and hambones
And lie about not working tomorrow
In a flash of lava light
The longest walks are always in the rain
It happened again
To sing a love song
To yourself
Run the children ragged
Make them sing for their supper
Hide the house keys in their pockets
So they jingle pretty sounds
Paint your toenails red
Tap your feet to ancient songs
You thought you had forgotten
Until you hear the opening notes
In a buzz of broken beats
The longest walks are always in the rain
It happened again
Don’t be sorry
To sing a love song
To someone else
With the red tambourine
Hot like summer sweethearts
Sweating through the sheets
Don’t be sorry
To sing a love song
To someone else
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