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the favourite band of a dead man - man & the echo lyrics

(dead man)

the autopsy began after the final farewell show
after yet another empty room, the singer stormed off home
had there really been no worth to what they’d done?
well, the accordion player whispered in the ear of the trombone

he said, “remember when we started playing shows at al cabal?
we’d get a decent turnout at that place by the c*n*l
and the crowd was always gathered by that man
the one who almost seemed to force them into giving us a hand.”

and the snoozing young bassoonist said as he began to twitch
he said, “you know what happened to that guy, they found him in a ditch.”

for they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band
of a dead man
yeah they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band
of a dead man

now the trumpet stood before them all to share what he had heard
“apparently, he lived a life completely without care
and he’d consume his drink with such alarming zeal
and he smoked a pack of cigarettes along with every meal.”
the dancer said, “by 25, his heart began to fail.”
the fiddler could confirm his daily habit of cocaine
“oh, his chest pain was so common,” said the bass
“well, that he always had to carry aspirin with him just in case.”
and then the blues harp, curtis, rose [?] and solemnly said
that his often quoted motto was “correct me when i’m dead.”
for they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band
of a dead man
yeah they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band
of a dead man

the drummer could recall that he’d got worst towards the end
they had all tried to stop him, from his mother to his friends
oh, and he got the final warning from the doc
he said, “i think you’ve got me wrong, i wasn’t trying to beat the clock”
that night, well, when our show bowed out where to he slips away
he just scuppered out into the night, they found him the next day

the band all sat in silence until the later on the bus
when the writers said, “how did this man identify with us?”
the accordion played a broken chord and spoke
he said, “i don’t know, maybe it was something that we wrote”
at the station as they said their last goodbyes and parted ways
there was a feeling that the years together hadn’t been a waste

for they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band
of a dead man
yeah they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band
of a dead man
yeah they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band band band
of a dead man
yeah they were the fav, they were fav, they were the favourite band band band
of a dead man

- man the echo lyrics

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