The yellow roses,
the gold wedding band The marching bouncing tuba,
tequila on the sand Sunlight on my skin,
paid off all my debts The upturned bucket makes a castle tower I smoke a final cigarette I remember you,
your tone was somewhat preachy I am far away now,
everything is peachy Weep for my absence if you wish to Weep for my sake if you insist I already cried my tears for you And now I have learnt to resist The yellow roses,
sleeping like a happy child It has been weeks now since I can remember anything going wrong All creation smiles upon me,
from the fruit fly to the king of spain I have been down and out before Well,
never again I remember you,
you lived to teach me I am far away now,
your lessons cannot reach me
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