There’s a little black spot on the sun today That’s my soul up there It’s the same old thing as yesterday That’s my soul up there There’s a black hat caught in a high tree top That’s my soul up there There’s a flag-pole rag and the wind won’t stop That’s my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running ’round my brain I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
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yo, steve, welcome back....what's up with the sting quote in my comments??? Am I totally missing something??
There’s a little black spot on the sun today
That’s my soul up there
It’s the same old thing as yesterday
That’s my soul up there
There’s a black hat caught in a high tree top
That’s my soul up there
There’s a flag-pole rag and the wind won’t stop
That’s my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running ’round my brain
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
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