The Days of Pearly Spencer

[01:21.35] A tenement, a dirty street
[01:23.71] Wall to wall by shoeless feet
[01:25.97] Inside it's long and so complete
[01:28.01] Watched by a shivering sun
[01:31.96] Old eyes and a small child's face
[01:34.08] Watching as the shadows race
[01:36.09] Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
[01:38.47] In daylight's brightness shuns
[01:45.10] The days of Pearly Spencer, ah-ha
[01:54.23] The race is almost run
[02:00.21] Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
[02:02.51] Gazing at the swollen mass
[02:04.58] On concrete fields where grows no grass
[02:07.20] He stumbles blindly on
[02:10.85] Iron trees smother the air
[02:12.55] With withering, they stand and stare
[02:14.85] Through eyes that neither know nor care
[02:17.45] Where the grass has gone
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[02:23.99] The days of Pearly Spencer, ah-ha
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[02:33.02] The race is almost run
[02:38.93] Pearly, where's your milk-white skin?
[02:41.23] What's that stubble on your chin?
[02:43.48] It's buried in the rot-gut gin
[02:45.63] You played a life's not won
[02:49.40] You played a house that can't be beat
[02:51.32] Now look, your head's bowed in defeat
[02:53.73] You walked too far along the street
[02:55.98] Where only rats can run
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[03:02.67] The days of Pearly Spencer, ah-ha
[03:11.75] The race is almost run
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[03:20.79] The days of Pearly Spencer, ah-ha
[03:29.93] The race is almost run
[03:34.67] The race is almost run
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