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The Last Parade on Ann Street

Chris Bathgate
The last parade on Ann Street babe
was when the frost leaves sounded like glass
when we burned down the whole damn block
with a wink and just one match
well the site I reside in now
it's new grove but same old ghosts
but I owe to the one before
cause it's the one that stained my voice
but the last one
yeah the last one
was to burn us out

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