Scott Stilson


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May may be merry
Yet September’s the real cherry
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You bring the fog
In the fall a soft fog
And I follow a call
Saying, “Come”
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Bet your scruples have some loopholes ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Ain’t no room for hobbyhorses
In the stables of the Lord
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Mother Nature’s little sister
Taught me everything I know
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Just park right here with the hazards on
I think I’m sure the bastard’s gone
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You find yourself lost ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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It’s fine, Babe
It’s fine.
I do it all the time, Babe.
Except I never know what to tell you when I’m done.
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Geez, Steve
We’re gonna need you to leave
We’re just trying get some work done
 
Please, Steve
Don’t act so bereaved
Can’t you see we’re working under the gun?
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Hey!
You married him.
He’s always and in all ways gonna stay him.
Means he won’t leave ya,
But he’s prolly gonna grieve ya
Again and again and again.
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Don’t worry
You’ll be the next hard act to follow
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I miss the white pages ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Freeloading days are here again ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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A little overkill never hurt anyone
Besides, Babe, I’ve only just begun
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You mighty thing.
I’m sorry.
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It’s hot night in Paris.
I’m dining out with Charis,
Trying to find Polaris
But I can’t.
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Guys, guys, guys, we’ve got the cross hung upside-down!
It’s not a thorn of crowns
That’s the wrong way!
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Pops got his Sunday wrong. ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Veni, vidi, vici
Sure ain’t how it goes
You gotta take your shoes off
Feel the carpet ‘tween your toes
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Your spit gets thick
And you’re not sure why you came
The players seems nice
But it’s not your game
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Your spit gets thick ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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lollipops of fate ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Either You’re magic, or I’m moody. ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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a very effective hedgerow ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Let me look at my tomorrow. ✏️ 🎤 🎵