When we met I got wet Just waiting for the chance To dance at your feet And wipe your wooden seat Chorus: Trevor, you're bizarre I wish that you could tell Trevor, you'll go far I certainly wish you well He said, I am dead My career has passed its peak And I'm weak and you're strong You'll have to sing this song Chorus Your words your fears Who do they touch on this earth Who gave birth Surely they could've done worse Chorus Shame he was nice, a nice boy Just filled with guts and joy But he died, and an audience of one cried Shame, he was nice Filled with guts and joy, filled with guts and joy He sang it from his heart And all who said they heard Said he sang it from his heart
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