How Long - Gable

Let’s go now, have a big fat ripe lie 'bout ways how to write songs to make you

cry.

How long can it take for us to write a dozen pieces,

For every one of us to sing their bit and play their part?

How long?

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How?

All the notes we know and finding words has never been a trouble

Why is it so long, are we so slow, don’t we move on?

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Maybe we know our listeners are at least as slow as us,

And if in equal situation wouldn’t we hear double the fuss?

Interesting, quite, high, no, reasonnable, dim

Seven days

Twenty times

Eighteen years

You’ve been here for

How long?

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How?

Crappy diesel, funny petrol, medecine and hope.

Slimy oil, daily dribble, semolina bolt.

How long?

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Let’s go now, have a big fat ripe lie 'bout ways how to write songs to make you

cry.