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Ode to an Apple Flavored Bus Stop Bench

from Trips by Cannonball Statman

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Talk to Rosanna. Rosanna had a vision of me
singing on stage with one hand;
and nothing lasts
except for the holes in our heads,
'cause tonight,
singin' on stage without hands.

I am you, but you know me;
I sit between the others,
apple flavored bus stop bench,
and when you find out
that I'm not going with you on the bus.

Talk to Rosanna. Rosanna had a vision of me;
she's coming in from Boulder City, Nevada,
and she doesn't like it here.
Says she wants to go.

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from Trips, released January 3, 2013

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