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Ode to Bugler

from Death Magnanimous by Troll 2

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She take a walk outside through the cold and wet
Longing for the warmth a lit cigarette would give
Her face, her hands, her soul, her might
Behind her a day full of shit and nothing
Ahead the leafy gold she'll soon be stuffing into a
three-inch long paper, what a glorious sight
"It's the other blue one," she says to the man
As he reach for the American spirit with his hand
"No, no," she say "Down one and two over to the right"
And in just half a minute she got what she need
She on top of the world and out of the weeds
These hand-rolled Bugler gonna make everything alright
It's gonna be alright

Now she at her fav dive bar in town
Three dudes interlope drunk, stoned, and drowned
In their own confidence that no one can top their game
Stephen see the silhouette of the trumpeteer
The black with blue stars, the white text and thinks "Here's a cheap date"
So he's like, "Hey baby, what's your name"
She stare stoically forward, he ask for a smoke
She say no, so he try out a joke
A hook, a line, a sinker, and brag about his rolling prowess and fame
She say, "That's cute, but can you roll while running upstairs?
Can you roll while tending your wounds with care?
Cause I can roll two while putting down you and make them look exactly the same

Frankincense and myrrh
Guns and steel, gold and silver
Don't mean a thing to her
She just wants a hand-rolled Bugler
Yeah, she just needs a Bugler

With one hand it's done, in ten seconds even
While swinging her steel rodded purse into Stephen's puckered face
She lick the gum and seal it tight
And when Brad come at her, light up no matter
Flick the cherry down his throat to silence the chatter
Place the chip in her lips their machismo too shattered to fight
Except Ryan who'd send a fist to defend
But her deft move left made him stumble
And then the lit tip of the butt found the back of his neck just right
She pocket the end of that puffer, dodge the two cops pulling up now to cuff her
And disappear into the cold, wet night

Frankincense and myrrh
Guns and steel, gold and silver
Don't mean a thing to her
She just wants a hand-rolled Bugler
Yeah, she just wants a hand-rolled Bugler
Yeah, she just wants a hand-rolled Bugler
Yeah, she just needs a Bugler

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from Death Magnanimous, released June 1, 2018

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Hello, we are Troll 2. We are a group of songwriters from Boston, MA. We play Folk music very loudly, and then someone falls down.

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