"Dear Malcolm, Dear Alwyn" Larry Norman 1973

Dear Malcolm, Dear Alwyn
You're my favorite singers in England
And I love you so much
You've got the Holy Spirit's touch
You're much more than just a two-man band

I got a memo from Turner, he's a poet
I'm a learner, And he says you're coming back to L.A
So I'll see you when you land
I hope your schedule's not too planned
I know you can't, but I wish you could stay

I miss you my friends, I think about you all the time
You're so far away - Well, I hope you're feeling fine
Beware of the snakes
And the robbers and the fakes
And the guys who want to take a percent
You don't need them anymore
God is gonna close that door
It's getting time to pack up your tent

Dear Malcolm, Dear Alwyn
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I miss you my friends
I think about all the time
You're so far away - Well, I hope you're feeling fine
Dear Malcolm, Dear Alwyn
You're my favorite singers in England
And your songs are so simple
But they take me to the temple, I guess I'm just your number one fan