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The Moon Is The Number 18 lyrics
And the stars wash down the sink
I am the king of the blues
I scape the clay off my shoes
And wade down the gutter, gutter and the moon
The moon blind my eye with opal cataracts
As I cut through the saw-mills and the stacks
Leaping over the gully where I would one day take Lucy
Then wash up my hands in the gutter and the moon
Such a long way from home
Just me and the moon is in the gutter
And all my plans are flushed down the drain
I wander lonely as a cloud
Over memories at her mound
Then lie down in the bitter gutter moon
And the stars wash down the sink
I am the king of the blues
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- Track 3 on Starlite Walker
- 2 Trains Across The Sea
- 4 Advice To The Graduate
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