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clare bowditch and the feeding set - hair that red lyrics

my friend nick was made up of coloured bits
that he shot to the stars and left in a trail
that was our friend nick, who grinned like a lunatic
and talked like a bird, who knew all the old song words;
“he’s a smoker, he’s a joker, he’s a midnight toker”
and “help me i think i’m falling in love again.”
a son, a brother, a father and my mother always said
“you’ve gotta love a man with hair that red.”

my friend nick, a bundle of scattered bits
that once in a while he tried to collect.
the only things left big enough to hold him in
were rivers and dreams.
he told me he’d love me when we were sixty.
he’s a sun, and a spring, and a blocked up darling.
she said, “you’ve gotta love a man with hair that red.”

our friend nick was made of a billion bits
and we’ll only ever know four or three each,
but as the song goes, “life is but a tapestry
of rich and royal hue,”
and you’ve a cloak fit for a lion king.
and in case you’re still wondering,
indeed we loved you man with hair that red.

- clare bowditch and the feeding set

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