Record Lyrics

all of your letters in memy feet are swollen
from the trouble here
the trouble lately
we'll make it by the boatshed
we'll make it by the stream
and i hang my name
just for the record
all over me
but it's all been arranged
but it's all been arranged
pretty head down on my pillow

and i won't be this happy again
all of my sickness in you i heard you stumbled
by the stranger here
the stranger lately
i met him at the main house
i met him on the street
and he hurled my name
with many fingers
all aimed at me
but it's all been arranged
but it's all been arranged
pretty head down on my pillow
and i won't be this happy again

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