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Squirrel (Song For B​.​J. Snowden)

from Song Cycle, Or Music For The End Of Our Times, Pt. 1 by The Mañana People

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Come around this place and you will find there's many things
Cities, hunger, traffic and the sound of marching bands
But the wonder awaits in the trees
Nibbling away on a nutty feast, in the shades, in the trees

Rats, bats, bugs and kangaroos are nothing but a plague
Tigers, sharks and crocodiles just wait for your mistakes
But the squirrel's untouched in his hole
Feeding the family, cos' it's gonna be cold, when the frost is all round

And when spring is knocking on the door he's waking up
Slowly sticking out is head now, yes he's waking up
Running down in a spiral so fast
Hunting for nuts, what a blast he has, when he does what he does

Come around this place and you will find there's many things
In your lonely hours here you can watch the dance
of the marvelous one in the pines
Leaving no trace of his path behind, when he does what he does

And I bet in Canada
In Canada (There must be a squirrel in Canada)
In Canada
In Canada (Got nothing to do with Canada)
In Canada
I bet they got squirrels, too

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The Mañana People Bonn, Germany

Homemade freak-folk and psych-country curiosities, ranging from theremin-driven honky tonk smashers, zombie-themed electro- pop ballads and horror spirituals. The Mañana People's output manages to swing harmoniously between the gutters of experimentation and the comfortable lightness of pop music. ... more

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