Richard Laviolette's cover of byron's song "Guelph Goddamn"
lyrics
I don't care, let it all come down
I won't interfere, let it all come down
They don't need to talk, no they got no hope
They don’t need no letters, they don’t need no phones
You don't know just what these strings are for
They'll lead you home and open up your door
You don't know the branches from the wood
It's ok if we misunderstood
If we can't deal with his shit on our own
How can we stop this awful web from growing
We'll do his work, we'll grind each other away
We'll grind, we'll grind until there's nothing to say
You don't know just what these strings are for
They'll lead you home and open up your door
You don't know the branches from the wood
It's ok if we misunderstood
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