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Years ago
01:29
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Little fun outside this afternoon
Summer breeze around the neighbourhood
Cherry pie and plastic spoons
Sing alongs and gloomy tunes
There's room for me and you
Come on let's take our time
There's no need to come back
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My homie
01:15
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Drifting through the record store when you barely were fifteen
Many hours rushing from a stand to a stand
To see if there were records worthy to spend some of your money
I'm telling you my homie, that was our therapy
Why don't we recall those times again?
Let me take the lead and I won't let you down
Learned to fish when my dad was still around
And when I drop the net I'm getting gold from the underground
What's lost is lost but someday it could surely again be found
I'm telling you my homie, Luchador is back in town
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Luchador
03:06
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I shall try to survive at the end of the line
I will tend to
To pretend that
It can last for a while
What will be left for me
When the music is free?
Just some questions,
Silent answers,
And our own elegy
We are restless
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