
Date of issue: 27.10.2016
Song language: English
Roscoe |
Stone-cutters made them from stones |
Chosen specially for you and I Who will live inside |
The mountaineers gathered timber piled high |
In which to take along |
Travelling many miles knowing they’d get here |
When they got here all exhausted |
On the roof leaks they got started |
And now when the rain comes we can be thankful |
When the mountaineers saw that everything fit |
They were glad and so they took off |
Thought we were due for a change |
Or two around this place |
When they got back they’re all mixed up With no one to stay with |
The village used to be all one really needs |
Now it’s filled with hundreds and hundreds of chemicals |
That mostly surround you, you wish to flee |
But it’s not like you so listen to me listen to me Oh and when the morning comes |
We will step outside |
We will not find another man in sight |
We like the newness the newness of all |
That has grown in our garden |
Struggling for so long |
Whenever I was a child |
I wonder what if my name had changed |
Into something more productive |
Like Roscoe been born in 1891 |
Waiting with my aunt Rosaline |
Thought we were due for a change |
Or two around this place |
When they got back they’re all mixed up With no one to stay with |
1891 they roamed around and foraged |
They made their house from cedars |
They made their house from stone |
Well they’re a little like you |
And they’re a little like me We have all we need |
Thought we were due for a change |
Or two around this place |
This place |
This place |
When they got back they’re all mixed up With no one to stay with |
When they got back they’re all mixed up With no one to stay with |
Name | Year |
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Roscoe ft. Beyond The Wizards Sleeve | 2008 |
Kingfish Pies | 2003 |
Am I Going Insane | 2011 |