11/07/13
Trumpet Boris
song by hectorthecrow and Luc Forget
words by Luc Forget
guitar by Pamela Morgan
drums by George Morgan
featuring Luc's boy Fidel!
lyrics:
you are a trip artist
cause when i look at you
i'm never sure of anything anymore
purity's obscurity assures
you are so pure, you have no boundaries
i hate that i have to temper you
his name is trumpet boris, you said
how can i bring myself to correct you?
you are so pure, i love to watch you play
rockin' the boat that we're all on
old school, old soul, i am new in your eyes
but i am your father in this life
you are so pure, you have no boundaries
i hate that i have to temper you
his name is trumpet boris, you said
how can i bring myself to correct you?
you are so pure, i love to watch you play
rockin' the boat that we're all on
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