
Psalmix
Duration
2:57
Genre
Fingerstyle Acoustic Folk
Quality
Hi-Fi
[Intro]
A wrench, a strip of felt,
and a fork that hums an A.
[Verse]
Empty auditorium, Tuesday, ten.
Somebody's folding chairs, somebody's mop.
I take the front board off
and the whole thing smells like nineteen sixty-two.
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