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John Frusciante

Jugband Blues

 

Jugband Blues


It's awfully considerate of you
To think of me here
And I'm much obliged to you
For making it clear
But I'm not here.
And I never knew
The moon could be so big
And I never knew
The moon could be so blue
And I'm grateful that
You threw away my old shoes
And brought me here
Instead dressed in red

And I'm wondering
Who could be writing this song.

I don't care if the sun don't shine
And I don't care if nothing is mine
And I don't care if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my loving in the winter

And the sea isn't green
And I love the queen
And what exactly is a dream
And what exactly is a joke

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