Dear Lou, so many words, too little time
That's probably something you found too
So long ago sitting around
We were wondering what it was that made you glow
That chop chop guitar like a Chinese meal
Slicing up time within the 4/4 zone
You were the city, you were the cool
Way before we'd even been there
Mister Leather, mystic river
Smoky glasses, what were you looking at?
Dear Lou, try as we might, the compass wasn't behaving right
The flu came in the night, knocked us out and brought the white
Mister Leather, mystic river
Smoky glasses, what were you looking at?
Dear Lou, so many people, so little space
But that's what defines the human race
Bars and cars and stars and tsars
All mixed up in a mixed up city
It's a place that you called home
While you were there at least
Mister Leather, mystic river
Dear Lou, try as we might, the compass wasn't behaving right
The flu came in the night, knocked us out and brought the white
When you turned out the light the good old school faded out of sight
Mister Leather, mystic river
Smoky glasses, what were you looking at?
So Lou, I'll miss raising my glass with you
Dear Lou, try as we might, the compass wasn't behaving right
The flu came in the night, knocked us out and brought the white
When you turned out the light the good old school faded out of sight
Mister Leather, mystic river
Smoky glasses what were you looking at?
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