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Imaginary Friend - John Flansburgh



     
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It scares me to speak my mind
It might sound self-absorbed
I don't say half of what I think
I wonder what I'm thinkin' forI'm smellin' dead flowers
And listenin' to the walls again
I'm drinkin' from a leaky faucet
And writin' with this dried up penWish I still had my imaginary friendAnd who needs to listen, well
What do I have to sell
Everyone's just waitin' for their own turn
Kinda like show and tellSmellin' dead flowers
And listenin' to the walls again
I'm drinkin' from a leaky faucet
And writin' with this dried up penWish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friendSomeone to listen, someone to laugh
Someone to cry at the right timeI'm smellin' dead flowers
And listenin' to the walls again
I'm drinkin' from a leaky faucet
And writin' with this dried up penYou know that I'm smellin' dead flowers

And listenin' to the walls
Drinkin' from a leaky faucet
And writin' with this dried up penWish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friendAnd I would call him up
But I don't remember his name

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John Flansburgh, as you may better know him from the veteran rock band They Might Be Giants, is quite a welcoming stage personality; this title gained by his boundless energy and passion he gives to his audience on stage, and is very well capable of saying something amusing. He is almost always available for autographs, even photographs with him.

Mr. Flansburgh is well known by his fanbase as the "Art Garfunkel" of his band, often more focused on romantic themes or realistic problems of life, and almost always with a showy guitar at hand.

Read more about John Flansburgh on Last.fm.


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