Josephine Collective - Clementine lyrics

The winter sun is hanging high up in the sky Like a tangerine in crooked cream and soft cascading lines Singing high and low a growing a glow across her eyes in line It reminds me of a time, a mind with eyes that opened wide And drowned alive Tune on, tune in, drop out Pay the piper with a paper slip Eyes open, trip on it Oh, Clementine, you'll never be mine I'll never be yours Oh, Clementine, you'll never be mine I hate to see you die before you're born Now is the winter of your discontent We're the disenchanted children And we won't stand for this We spread like a cancerous brain We'll put you in an early grave We gave up, we gave you everything you could hold Then watched as you explode Turn on, tune in, drop out Pay the piper with a paper slip Eyes open, trip on it Oh, Clementine, you'll never be mine I'll never be yours Oh, Clementine, you'll never be mine I hate to see you die before you're born Turn on. Tune in. Drop out