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Words and Music Copyright 1999 Robert Edgar
Whan that Aprille with hise shoures sote
"Shadows below my eyes are getting longer.
Guests arrive and drinks are getting stronger.
Sally’s in the wine. Charlie’s done a line
drawn in Connie’s stash, I saw him lurching near the door.
"They call me Father Rose, and I smile brightly.
Sharon asked me for a ride, that's not likely.
One of them is waiting. Another one is baiting.
This party filled with April Fools is getting underway.
"Eyes sparkle in the rooms like constellations.
Nervous laughs repeat in palpitations.
Up the volume on the amp.
Cut the voltage to the lamp.
The pilgrims in this theatre are ready now to speak..."