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"Oscar" at a Tiny Desk | MACABRE AMERICANA
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Macabre Americana
Macabre Americana
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lacey Gutekunst
Lacey Gutekunst
Songwriter
Blake Pfeil
Blake Pfeil
Songwriter
Laura Dadap
Laura Dadap
Songwriter
William Coon
William Coon
Songwriter
John Gilmartin
John Gilmartin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Don't go downstairs yet You still got time You still got your invitation You're not a crime You should stop playing hide-and-seek now Come out come out You should be sipping tea with someone Not steeped in doubt So don't go down Slipping thru his fingers You've been thru the ringer Oscar Come on sit down next to me Come on, come share my bread Don't listen to that little voice behind you Cause his bark is just his bark Don't pay no mind to what he said No so don't go down Slipping thru his fingers You've been thru the ringer Oscar And I know you've been Holding every breath still Thinking that they're coming for the kill But come on home The water's too damn cold And you got some hands to hold So hold on But your story's still untold And you got these hands to hold So hold on Don't go down Slipping thru his fingers You've been thru the ringer Oscar And I know you've been Holding every breath still Thinking that they're coming for the kill Let's bring it home
Writer(s): Lacey Gutekunst, William Coon, Laura Dadap, John Gilmartin, Blake Pfeil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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