Living on borrowed times
I’m in love with mary, queen of scots
Fourteen hundred ninety-three
And everything’s like it should be

I’m gonna stop wastin’ my time
Henry the fifth would have broken my arm

Sad song, sad song, doo, doo
Sad song, sad song

Living on borrowed times
I’m in love with mary, queen of scots
Fourteen hundred ninety-three
And things are just like they ought to be

Primrose and kilts, primrose and spain
Forget me not, my queen of scots

Sad song, sad song, doo, doo
Sad song, sad song



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Track duration: 03:41


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    General Comment:It wasn't until the early 21st century before I realized what a lyrical and musical genius Lou Reed and crew were. I had always known of their existence and the various profundities they have creation but seriously:, Fucking Brit royalism and postmodern pop-deconstruction re-assembled into timeless rock 'n roll?! Pass the dope, I've lost all hope. There can only be equals to this high.
    Flag Ultranauton January 08, 2011   Link
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    General Comment:what. no comments? i love the guitar.
    Flag venus in furs 28on December 24, 2005   Link

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