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Roy Moller harmonica, electric guitar

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Hey, you wrote that life's a boat upon a silver sea
Who's left to keep these words afloat? I guess it's only me
The shop that sells the shoe repairs gives off a powerful taste
Keeps the street sweet through the years
And these are years of waste

You wrote the book, I took in every hint
You wrote the book but look, it's out of print

A black cab makes a U-turn for a pick-up on Leith Walk
Black cab comes, you take your turn and, there’s no time to talk
I love the grass that's growing now underneath our feet
I love the glass that's broken now – it's so incomplete

But every paragraph was typed just right, each page was mint
You wrote the book so good it’s out of print

Everything you said went to my head like Our Man Flint
You wrote the book but look, it's out of print

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from Playing Songs No One's Listening To, released June 1, 2011

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Roy Møller Dunbar, UK

British-Canadian pop artist.

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