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"Listening To The Higsons" lyrics

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"Listening To The Higsons"

Lucifer in Frognal
Listening to the Higsons
One night in November
And I thought I heard them singing
I gotta let this hen out
And give this hen some eyeballs
I'm running out of living

Won't you see to me
Won't you see to me

Whoah oh

Listening to the Higsons
One night in November
And I thought I heard them singing
Sing "I gotta let this hen out"
The Higsons come from Norwich
But I prefer porridge
I'm running out of living

Won't you see to me
Won't you see to me

Listening to the Higsons


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Writer(s): Robyn Rowan Hitchcock
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album: "Bird Machine" (2023)
Sparklehorse - Bird Machine album cover
It Will Never Stop
Kind Ghosts
Evening Star Supercharger
O Child
Falling Down
I Fucked It Up
Hello Lord
Daddy's Gone
Chaos Of The Universe
Listening To The Higsons
Everybody's Gone To Sleep
The Scull Of Lucia
Blue
(Instrumental)
Stay
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