The Hour Grows Late Lyrics - Yo La Tengo
As he fired up the drum machine
He stole a glance at the empty seats
He took a minute to retune his guitar
As the hour grew late
I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
In his thrift-store corner of the world
His soul is my cheap laugh
As the hour grows late
He stole a glance at the empty seats
He took a minute to retune his guitar
As the hour grew late
I wanna send this out to Richie Vey
In his thrift-store corner of the world
His soul is my cheap laugh
As the hour grows late
Please Click here to submit the Corrections of The Hour Grows Late Lyrics
Please Click Here to Print The Hour Grows Late Lyrics
The following area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of The Hour Grows Late Lyrics.