Small Black - Proper Spirit
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PROPER SPIRIT

Each night I go out
and forget
Monk's orders and
head straight to her!

Through the thick
and lovely smoke
full of guts
but so shy

Tell me what you want
she says
Tell me what you want

Let it go
Let it go
Let it die

You haven't shown
the proper sprirt!
The proper spirit!

She takes me out
to the heart of it
lost in the swell of the street

It can hit all the notes
we agree
but the city itself
needs to breathe

Let it go
Let it go
Let it die

You haven't shown
the proper sprirt!
The proper spirit!