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Ain't It Peculiar - Tim Buckley



     
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Ain't it peculiar, darlin'?
How our love goes on and on
Ain't it peculiar, honey?
We take the bad with the wrongYou know that time after time
A misfortune smiled
Ain't it peculiar, woman?
You know we'll laugh our way throughWhen will this long night of a prison ever end?
When will this long night of a prison ever end?You know I'm ready to say that?
Lord, you're the talk of the town
The next minute, you're busted
Just listenin' to that jail-house soundYou know that time after time
A misfortune smiled
Ain't it peculiar, woman?
How we'll just laugh our way throughWhen will this long night of a prison ever end?
When will this long night of a prison ever end?You know, double-talk is poison
But that's the rule of the game
Instead of backstabbing, they practice
All the little things that drive you insaneYou know that time after time

A misfortune smiled
Know, it's so peculiar
I can still laugh my way through itWhen will this long night of a prison ever end?
When will this long night of a prison ever end?Ain't it peculiar? Ain't it peculiar?
Ain't it peculiar? Ain't it peculiar?
Ain't it peculiar? Ain't it peculiar?

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Timothy Charles Buckley III (February 14, 1947 – June 29, 1975) was an experimental vocalist and performer who incorporated jazz, psychedelia, funk, soul, and avant-garde rock, in a short career spanning the late 1960s and early 1970s, ending with his death at age 28 from an alcohol-heroin overdose. Buckley often regarded his tenor voice as an instrument, a talent most noticeable on his albums Happy Sad, Lorca, and Starsailor.

Read more about Tim Buckley on Last.fm.


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