Albert Flasher

Albert Flasher: Workshop Tales and Moonbeam Memories
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Lyrics

I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people

I had a business in the gulch, catering to the needs of the people.

And I offered myself to the world

I willingly presented myself to the world.

I was a workshop owner

I was the owner of a workshop.

I was a workshop owner

Reiteration of being a workshop owner, possibly emphasizing the role.

I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me

I repaired diesel engines, and in the process, the diesel engines mended something within me. Mention of a weasel, possibly a metaphor for deceit or slyness.

What a weasel

An exclamation expressing disdain or disapproval, possibly directed at the mentioned weasel.

And baby was a workshop owner

Someone close to the speaker, possibly a romantic partner, also owned a workshop.

Baby was a workshop owner

Reiteration of the partner being a workshop owner.

Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'

The speaker and their partner were in a favorable condition, ready for opportunities.

That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher

Introduction of Albert Flasher, a significant event or person in the narrative.

It was a cold, snowy, rainy afternoon

Descriptive setting of the encounter with Albert Flasher on a cold, snowy, rainy afternoon.

And we were sittin' there in high school, my school

The speaker and others were in high school, possibly reminiscing about the past.

And Michael was a moonbeam maker

Introduction of Michael, described as a moonbeam maker, possibly suggesting a dreamy or imaginative person.

And Michael was a moonbeam maker

Reiteration of Michael's role as a moonbeam maker.

I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me

Repetition of the speaker's role as a diesel fixer, emphasizing the connection between fixing diesel engines and personal growth.

What a weasel, oh no

Expression of disapproval or frustration, possibly related to the weasel mentioned earlier.

Baby was a workshop owner

Reiteration of the partner being a workshop owner.

Baby was a workshop owner

Reiteration of the partner's role as a workshop owner.

Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'

Repetition of the favorable condition of the speaker and partner, ready for opportunities.

That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher

Reiteration of the encounter with Albert Flasher as a significant event.

I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people

Repetition of being a workshop owner in the gulch, emphasizing the location and occupation.

And I offered myself to the world

Reiteration of willingly presenting oneself to the world.

I was a workshop owner

Reiteration of being a workshop owner.

I was a workshop owner

Reiteration of being a workshop owner, possibly for emphasis.

I was a workshop owner

Final repetition of being a workshop owner, possibly concluding the narrative or emphasizing the speaker's identity.

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