Lyrics - What Deaner Was Talking About by Ash
(ween)
The washing’s out, it’s hanging up
And all
I had is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think
I must be dreaming
The sun comes up and
I’m all washed out
Is this what deaner was talking about?
And
I do not think
I will ever return
Again, my friend
If
I were king
I’d wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I’d stay alert, and just to kill
I might even slip you something
The sun comes up and
I’m all washed out
Is this what deaner was talking about?
And
I do not think
I will ever return
Again, my friend
The sun comes up and
I’m all washed out
Is this what deaner was talking about?
And
I do not think
I will ever return
Again, my friend
I do not think
I will ever return
Again, my friend
I do not think
I will ever return
Again, my friend
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