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Isabelle

Greg Johnson
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Greg Johnson


Hey I'm stuck on an island and I couldn't care less
If you can't get on with each other, then this is a mess
Well, there are holes in the buildings, and you hide behind walls
Just tell me how many days now till this city falls

Isabelle, oh, Isabelle
Do pray, do pray, do tell

Here the oceans are near and we've got food for our thoughts but not much to spare
So tell me a story (I'll tell you a story)
Spell it out I can't hear (What do you want to hear?) Why you wear black in the mornings; why there's smoke in the air (oh)

Isabelle, oh, Isabelle
Isabelle, oh, Isabelle

Oh, those tears on your cheeks, just like deja vu flow now, when your grandmother speaks
So tell me a story, spell it out I can't hear
Why you wear black in the mornings, why there's smoke in the air

Isabelle, Isabelle
Do pray, do pray, do tell
Isabelle, oh, Isabelle
Do pray, do pray, do tell



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