YO LA TENGO


The Hour Grows Late Lyrics

As he fired up the drum machine
He stole a glance at the empty seats
He took a minute to retune his guitar
As the hour grew late

I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
In his thrift-store corner of the world
His soul is my cheap laugh
As the hour grows late

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Songwriter(s): Ira David Kaplan, Georgia Mia Hubley, James George Mcnew
Copyright: Roshashauna Music, Excellent Classical Songs
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