I wished I had a banjo
and a banjo player
I wished I had a guitar
I could shred like Slayer
my guitar is in pieces
and my banjo's gone
and I've got no player
but myself to rely upon
yeah like it matters
I'm not playing nothing
I'm just a fantasist
daydreaming on the wing
I wished a lot of things
but what came true
another day another
little bow to you
what
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