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This is my house where I hang around
As soon as I get up, I start to get down You don't need a place to stay Our house is any old place we play This is my house if you don't like it just get outta get outta get outta Came up so fast gave me the bends Now I'm staring into a camera lens From rags to riches and back again But this is my house and I say when This is my house..... This is my house you know that's final It's made of plastic, magnetic tape and vinyl This is my house now doncha know We move in every time you turn on your radio This is my house... |
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| 5:12 |
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Riches and roads bring brigands hither
Riches and roads bring brigands bold Brigands deck their ears with hoops of silver Brigands diz?their ears with hoops of gold Threshes can make a broom to sweep up threshes Straws can make a broom to sweep up straw Spilt milk makes a pool for drowning fishes Lovers make a virtue of a flaw Angels above, devils below Flies on honey Dogs on a doe Dogs on a doe South wind sues the seer with songs of mildness North wind sues the seer with songs of ice Kings can make a war to sue for sugar Queens can make a war to sue for spite Angels above, ...... |
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| 3:34 |
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There she goes, on down the beach
Just like the moon, she's out of reach Losing my mind, already lost my girl Blew the top right off my pretty world Oh, she used to be mine She used to be mine She used to be mine 'Til I saw her with another man Another man 'Til I saw her with another man hand in hand 'Til I saw her with another man Another man 'Til I saw her with another man hand in hand Oh, there she goes, on out of my life She's my ex, thought she's be my wife Kept my ring, my wedding band Keeps it on the same finger but on the other hand Oh, she used to be mine..... I can taste her mouth Taste her tears I can hear what she used to say She'd be looking up from her coffee cup And through the steam I can see her glance away I miss her hand on my hip Tongue on my lips Lips on my cup of tea I miss the way she'd lie And the way she'd sigh When she'd lie right down Just next to me Oh, she used to be mine... |
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Oh, it's you, I love the things you do
To make me blue Oh, it's true, I love the things you do To make me blue To make me blue Oh, to make me blue Oh, to make me blue Oh, to make me blue Oh, it's me, you love to watch me speed Across the sea Oh, I'm free, I love the way it's all I need to be To make blue... |
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| 5:26 |
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When I hear that train a-coming from the junction
Troublin' my mind is it's favorite function. It makes that crying on that old air horn Middle of the night, I can hear it mourn The world is a stone hanging in the night The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train Oh, about a train My head is full of sky and my boots are full of ocean And stolen designs for perpetual motion Love scarred, shattered, tattered, and unfolding Silent man, he won't tell me what it is What it is he's holding The world is a stone hanging in the night The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light Love is gone, I mean washed out by the rain Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train My heart is a stone, and my head is a canyon Far off lonely home is my only companion Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain Leaving town, mumbling something about a train |
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| 4:29 |
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The streets are lined with gold
The cheese is full of mold Oh, come into the fold with me Global domination While it sparks my imagination It kills the vegetation Ant its not my cup of tea The stairs are high and winding My brother is divining The empire is declining But the wine is old Its never sweet enough And a little too tough And they play a bit too rough And they talk a little bit too cold Say theres another color Just say it on a bet You know its true Though you havent heard it yet Theyre playing it for keeps Like pieces on a board You know its true Though you havent heard before Welcome to the decline Its going just fine Its good for the wine And its good for the forces You can run but you cant hide And beggars would ride If they had the horses If wishes were horses Beggars would ride If wishes were horses Beggars would ride If wishes were horses Beggars would ride If wishes were horses Oh, beggars would ride Beggars would ride The carousel is burning The models eyes are yearning The tables arent turning But the lunch is free And its never cheap enough And its always the same stuff And they forever call your bluff And forever get their fee Say theres another color..... There is no limitation Set upon this nation What is our station And relationship? What about the pollution And the constitution? What is the purpose Of this burning branch I grip? If wishes were horses Beggars would ride........ |
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