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lyrics

Each Sunday morning,
Walking down the hill,
Anticipating all the good
Things we will find.

Laid out,
Atop the tables,
By the girls from,
Happy Boy Farms.

I see Jake and his one man band,
Fingers snap and the puppets dance,
To a smattering,
Of little hand claps.

The old man who sits down,
Beside me smells of mold.
Says he hasn't heard this song,
Since he was five years old.

Just pull your hat down
So you can see.
All the wonders that the folks
In my town never see.

As if they even cared,
Track-suited mother fresh from the gym;
Her father reclines,
In his electric chair.

From Martinez,
Comes a man with bees,
Who lectures the children,
That come to see the queen.

The lady of the Faire,
Picks up her skirts and disappears.
All that's left is the,
Flowers in her hair.

And with the people gone,
The wrappers twist,
On the bits of breeze,
In the bright, bright sun.

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from Elmer Agate for Lovers and Others, released September 13, 2007
Words and Music by John Mac and the Moraggots

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