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  1. S.O.R.

From the recording All Techniques Radio

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All your friends line up Two by two along the rail Or a shelf beside your tv Framed inside a smiling jail When all the dinners are done And all the car doors close You've left hanging on like a Slack October Rose You're left dragging on like a rake across the coals Ha, ha, ha here comes the punchline Waiting for the buzz to balance out You swear this is the swoon of youth Don't fret don't fuss don't hesitate To take at face what once seemed great Don't drop your faith for lack of proof When all the sinning gets fun And all the eyelids close You're left hanging on like a Slack October Rose You're left dragging on finding where our spirits froze Shed the thorns and shine the vase Pluck the grays I see reflecting back from my face Turn the tap and coax what you care to lose Drench those blues You've left hanging on like a Slack October Rose You're left dragging on like a rake across the coals You're left hanging on like a Slack October Rose You're left dragging on finding where our spirits froze