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It was an eight minute ceremony
Everyone was there
The groom wore a black cape
The bride with diamonds in her hair
They've disappeared like the troubadours
They're not coming back
We really knew how to have some fun
They're not alive, not one of them
Yeah
I sit alone in my room
I'm so damn depressed
I reenact plays on the polo field
I've never ridden a horse
That's just the problem with magazines
I get so involved
Recalling my days in North Africa
I've never crossed the Atlantic
Yeah
My parents lived a life less glamorous
Working away in Las Vegas
'72 Vista Cruiser, they even lived in it
And I'll gladly tell you all about it
I can't remember it
I'll say, "Those were the days of the troubadours
They're not coming back"
We really knew how to have some fun
Before my parents got divorced
Yeah
Everyone was there
The groom wore a black cape
The bride with diamonds in her hair
They've disappeared like the troubadours
They're not coming back
We really knew how to have some fun
They're not alive, not one of them
Yeah
I sit alone in my room
I'm so damn depressed
I reenact plays on the polo field
I've never ridden a horse
That's just the problem with magazines
I get so involved
Recalling my days in North Africa
I've never crossed the Atlantic
Yeah
My parents lived a life less glamorous
Working away in Las Vegas
'72 Vista Cruiser, they even lived in it
And I'll gladly tell you all about it
I can't remember it
I'll say, "Those were the days of the troubadours
They're not coming back"
We really knew how to have some fun
Before my parents got divorced
Yeah
Lyrics submitted by yell_leader
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i remember all my grandad's old national geographic magazines and the stories in my head i came up with while looking at the pictures of animals and space and tribes.