Early Bird
Spring King
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Dusty is my game today, dusty is my soul
I’m a big boy, in a broken hole
Headed for the trees I did, I never made it far
I’m like a colourful, half working car
Yeah my brakes don’t work
My eyes can’t see
I’m a broken mess without you next to me
Can I take you there?
Can I be the one?
Can I show you how?
Then we’ll go on the run (headed for the trees)
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Love it when you call my name
Shouting from the field (hey spring king!)
I’m a waiting for a signal girl
Writing out my story book, every page is gloom
I’m like a dog on the most magic shroom
Can I take you there?
Can I be the one?
Can I show you how?
Then we’ll go on the run (headed for the trees)
Yeah my brakes don’t work
My eyes can’t see
I’m a broken mess without you next to me