Larkin Grimm Entrance lyrics
Entrance
Larkin Grimm
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His face is like a big black cloud
And his voice is like a thunderstorm
I would follow him anywhere he wants me to
I would sing for him
In a crowd of New York hipsters
I think he’s a good one
(good one, good one)
He’s a good one
His legs are like climbing vines
But his arms are like a tree
His fingers willingly twine
With music made of leaves
Oh he’s gotta be a good one
(good one, good one)
He’s gotta be a good one
And his voice is like a thunderstorm
I would follow him anywhere he wants me to
I would sing for him
In a crowd of New York hipsters
I think he’s a good one
(good one, good one)
He’s a good one
His legs are like climbing vines
But his arms are like a tree
His fingers willingly twine
With music made of leaves
Oh he’s gotta be a good one
(good one, good one)
He’s gotta be a good one
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