Richard Dawson x Circle - Ivy

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[Ivy lyrics here]


When I used to live here as a poacher of men
The ivy made a moustache round the dog
Now that the people have all but disappeared
There is only left the same in passion of the Cupid leaves

I instructed my boy in the art of dressing game
And even my grandest nights from the day become a man
I watch from my kitchen window as he was swallowed by the trees
Kept the [?] for a month before I made a fire of his hissing clothes

[Guitars]

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