Serendipitous Brass
Cue the violins ()
They say the lakes are heading north
Or south or east or west
Water flows where moneys best
Serendipitous Brass
They say the desert’s drying up
The trees to sand and grass to dirt
It’s a pain in the ass
With hearts on our sleeves
And bees in our heads
Cue the violins ()
They say the lakes are heading north
Or south or east or west
Water flows where moneys best
Serendipitous Brass
They say the desert’s drying up
The trees to sand and grass to dirt
It’s a pain in the ass
With hearts on our sleeves
And bees in our heads
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