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Harold Weathervein lyrics
Harold walks down any street of this town
Both crier & witness the sun drops clouds shift
His legs twitch
The clocks chime on cafes, pharmacies, and dime stores, in bar rooms he stils all alone erupting.
Inhisbeaditsliketheweatherback&forthitsliketheweather
When it rains it pours down
Weatherman, do you feel?
Is it stormy inside of your veins?
Part of these releases
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- Track 9 on The Ugly Organ
- 8 A Gentleman Caller
- 10 Bloody Murder
- 10 Bloody Murderer
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- Track 9 on The Ugly Organ (Deluxe Edition)
- 8 A Gentleman Caller
- 10 Bloody Murderer
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