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R.E.M. • Sad Professor | Karaoke • Instrumental • Lyrics

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Karaoke version of Sad Professor from R.E.M. Enjoy! Background movie Swing It Professor (1937) Lyrics: If we're talking about love Then I have to tell you Dear readers, I'm not sure where I'm headed. I've gotten lost before. I've woke up stone drunk Face down in the floor. Late afternoon, the house is hot. I started, I jumped up. Everyone hates a bore. Everybody hates a drunk. This may be a lit in-ven-tion Pro-fessors muddled in their in-tent To try to rope in followers To float their mal-con-tent. As for this reader, I'm already spent. Late afternoon, the house is hot. I started, I jumped up. Everyone hates a sad professor. I hate where I wound up. Dear readers, my apologies. I'm drifting in and out of sleep. Looong silence presents the tragedies Of love. Note the age. Get afraid. The surface hazy with attendant thoughts. A lazy eye meta-phor on the rocks. Late afternoon, the house is hot. I started, I jumped up. Everyone hates a bore. Everybody hates a drunk. Everyone hates a sad professor. I hate where I wound up. I hate where I wound up. ...more
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R.E.M. • Sad Professor | Karaoke • Instrumental • Lyrics
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2022Feb 18
Karaoke version of Sad Professor from R.E.M. Enjoy! Background movie Swing It Professor (1937) Lyrics: If we're talking about love Then I have to tell you Dear readers, I'm not sure where I'm headed. I've gotten lost before. I've woke up stone drunk Face down in the floor. Late afternoon, the house is hot. I started, I jumped up. Everyone hates a bore. Everybody hates a drunk. This may be a lit in-ven-tion Pro-fessors muddled in their in-tent To try to rope in followers To float their mal-con-tent. As for this reader, I'm already spent. Late afternoon, the house is hot. I started, I jumped up. Everyone hates a sad professor. I hate where I wound up. Dear readers, my apologies. I'm drifting in and out of sleep. Looong silence presents the tragedies Of love. Note the age. Get afraid. The surface hazy with attendant thoughts. A lazy eye meta-phor on the rocks. Late afternoon, the house is hot. I started, I jumped up. Everyone hates a bore. Everybody hates a drunk. Everyone hates a sad professor. I hate where I wound up. I hate where I wound up.

Karaoke From Space

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