[ti:The Old Matchbook Trick]
[ar:Lambchop]
[al:Is A Woman]
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[00:16.08]The last time that i came here
[00:19.44]I came down with a fever
[00:22.93]The next day it was gone
[00:25.57]With the suddenness of ist arrival
[00:30.06]When we all were much younger
[00:33.54]Were we really different
[00:36.97]In the really real world we knew
[00:44.03]Last night i saw the sun rise
[00:53.83]Over sleepy barcelona
[00:58.50]Riding on a bus
[01:00.88]With the road crew from embrace
[01:05.18]While everyone was sleeping
[01:08.61]I noticed a reflection
[01:12.30]And saw the egg upon my face
[01:19.35]
[01:54.21]The last thing i remember
[01:56.64]About waking up in kristiansand
[02:01.01]Was gagging on my toothbrush
[02:03.46]As it brushed across my tongue
[02:07.88]And removed a drunken sailor
[02:11.25]Paid his bar and porno bill
[02:14.80]Gonna have to fuckin' hose him down
[02:21.79]
[02:28.67]The clarity is blinding
[02:32.04]Where's the befuddled middleman
[02:35.53]The gentle goofus
[02:38.16]With his comedy and wit
[02:42.46]Spaced out in the crowd
[02:46.33]With the cramped and the cluttered
[02:49.57]Falls from your fingers to his hand
[02:56.50]Falls from his fingers to your hand
[03:31.44]The old matchbook trick
[03:34.81]Keeps the table from wobble
[03:38.18]Slipped under the short leg
[03:41.56]Steadies the unsteadiness
[03:45.29]Of the lopsided conversation
[03:48.49]Makes a solid place to rest
[03:52.24]Arms and thought upon