Doing That Scrapyard Thing Video

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by Eric Clapton
Single: Doing That Scrapyard Thing
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When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano
Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea
Writing your name in the sea
Banging my favorite head

Missing the last bed, waving the cheery herring
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