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The National - Mr. November.

In lieu of tomorrow’s election, I think this song is appropriate.

• 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 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’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 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’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