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A Motown pastiche with intriguigingly mysterious lyrics

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We played craps from dawn to dusk with the sacred shells
Then guzzled schnapps and Gatorade. We’re praying no one tells
Someone told and we were rolled before the judge in chains
“You punks have beauty,” he decreed, but insufficient brains

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Scissors paper rock
If you prefer just flip a coin
I’m going to find
your precious to purloin

I can barely stand these days though I’m still on the run
If God so dislikes sinfulness, then why is it such fun?
One day they’re sure to capture me. My Maker I’ll rejoin
Until then let me nowhere near your precious to purloin

My passport is a forgery — a deft one to be sure
I’ve wandered so relentlessly, it’s all become a blur
It’s February but I have no valentines to send
Perhaps I’ll be a bluesman and purloin some strings to bend.

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John Mendelssohn London, UK

John Mendelssohn is a withered old embarrassment from Santa Monica, California, who, n spite of fervent listener indifference, or even antipathy, been writing and recording music for over 50 years. NYC Rock called him “one of our more unique pop personalities, and like no one you have ever heard. From hard jingle-jangles to experimental symphonic pop, his taste roams the landscape.” ... more

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