
Whispering Weeds Frank Black and the Catholics
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I went climbing up a weedy hill
Just to see what I could see
There far below the Hindu shrine where
I go from time to time
And up at the top I met dead Andy
I'm not sure how he got killed
But nailed to a tree is a photograph, yeah
I always tip my hat
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
What are we talking about today?
And what's that you say?
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
What are we talking about today?
And what's that you say?
Up in the flats of Leo Carillo
Is a place where I can sleep
A great big rock where I did dream a
Happy stone age dream
Just to see what I could see
There far below the Hindu shrine where
I go from time to time
And up at the top I met dead Andy
I'm not sure how he got killed
But nailed to a tree is a photograph, yeah
I always tip my hat
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
What are we talking about today?
And what's that you say?
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
Oh whispering weeds
What are we talking about today?
And what's that you say?
Up in the flats of Leo Carillo
Is a place where I can sleep
A great big rock where I did dream a
Happy stone age dream
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