Mr.
FarquarharsenMr.
FarquarharsenMr. Farquarharsen comes from Melbourne, Australia and frequents Brunswick St, Fitzroy, he's been doing it for a long time and has a peculiar relationship with his brother and his brothers girl.
Some interesting links:
www.melbourne.com.au/brunswick-street.htm
www.brunswickmusicfestival.com.au/srsp.htm
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Mr. Farquarharsen: Mr. Farquarharsen is a friend of mine; I ride the tram with down here on Brunswick Street. He gets off at the shop with a tenant on top, where people scuttlebutt and argue the toss, Mr. Farquarharsen got a girl, as he chuckles, but he never says her name The lover of his brother, still she fell for another, and things were never the same You can see it in his eyes he’s a little too shy, after 40 years he still believes Some day, -------- one day, she will ---------smile at me Mr. Farquarharsen takes the city tram nearly every day But I can’t see him the way he used to be He’s chatty and torn, forever forlorn, how he humbles me, and I don’t see him how he used to be proud and strong taking it all on. Mr. Farquarharsen stops at the corner shop nearly everyday Buys himself a sandwich, notes the body language, she’s going to smile at him today It’s subtle but it’s true, and his brother never knew, till he passed away She lives at the top and she’s hot for that jock, a load-toting son of a gypsy queen All day---------All day-----------Everyday Mr. Farquarharsen, I don’t see him so much anymore Rumors abound and the word has got around, there’s a vacant flat at the corner store Feed back is welcome: (music at stewartguthrie dot com)