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Roscoe
Stone-cutters made them from stones
Chosen specially for you and I
Who will live inside
The mountaineers gathered timber piled high
In which to take along.
Traveling many miles knowing they'd get here.
When they got here all exhausted
On the roof leaks they got started
And now when the rain comes we can be thankful
When the mountaineers saw that everything fit
They were glad and so they took off
Thought we were due for a change
Or two around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up
With no one to stay with
The village used to be all one really needs
Now it's filled with hundreds
And hundreds of chemicals
That mostly surround you, you wish to flee
But it's not like you so listen to me listen to me
Oh and when the morning comes
We will step outside
We will not find another man in sight
We like the newness the newness of all
That has grown in our garden
Struggling for so long
Whenever I was a child
I wonder what if my name had changed
Into something more productive
Like Roscoe been born in 1891
Waiting with my aunt Roslein
Thought we were due for a change
Or two around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up
With no one to stay with
1891 they roamed around foraged
They made their house from cedars
They made their house from stone
Well they're a little like you
And they're a little like me
We have all we need
Thought we were due for a change
Or two around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up
With no one to stay with
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With no one to stay with
When they get back they're all mixed up
Or two around this place
Thought we were due for a change
We have all we need
And they're a little like me
Well they're a little like you
They made their house from stone
They made their house from cedars
1891 they roamed around foraged
With no one to stay with
When they get back they're all mixed up
Or two around this place
Thought we were due for a change
Waiting with my aunt Roslein
Like Roscoe been born in 1891
Into something more productive
I wonder what if my name had changed
Whenever I was a child
Struggling for so long
That has grown in our garden
We like the newness the newness of all
We will not find another man in sight
We will step outside
Oh and when the morning comes
But it's not like you so listen to me listen to me
That mostly surround you, you wish to flee
And hundreds of chemicals
Now it's filled with hundreds
The village used to be all one really needs
With no one to stay with
When they get back they're all mixed up
Or two around this place
Thought we were due for a change
They were glad and so they took off
When the mountaineers saw that everything fit
And now when the rain comes we can be thankful
On the roof leaks they got started
When they got here all exhausted
Traveling many miles knowing they'd get here.
In which to take along.
The mountaineers gathered timber piled high
Who will live inside
Chosen specially for you and I
Stone-cutters made them from stones
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