Mr. November - Live at Berkeley 9/25/18

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This is nothing like it was in my room
 In my best clothes
 Trying to think of you
 This is nothing like it was in my room
 In my best clothes
 The English are waiting
 And I don't know what to do
 In my best clothes
 This is when I need you
 The English are waiting
 And I don't know what to do
 In my best clothes
 I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope
 I'm the new blue blood
 I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November
 I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over
 I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November
 I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over
 I wish that I believed in fate
 I wish I didn't sleep so late
 I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
 I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
 I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
 I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope
 I'm the new blue blood
 I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November
 I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over
 I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November
 I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over
 I won't fuck us over, I won't fuck us over
 I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November
 I wish that I believed in fate
 I wish I didn't sleep so late
 I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
 I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
 I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
 I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope
 I'm the new blue blood
 I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November
 I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over

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Duration
05:09
Key
7
Tempo
146 BPM

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