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Self-Quarantine
02:12
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If you want to see me well you're out of luck
I ain't going passed my front door
So don't bother knocking or ringing the bell
There ain't no-one I will answer for
I've got a nose that's running like Niagara Falls
I've got a red hot fever like you wouldn't beleive
I've got a show tonight but I can't leave home
Because I'm stuck right here in my own Self-Quarantine
Well I had a job down by the local but
There ain't no use for me there now
And I used to love taking a sick day or two
And now I'm scrambling for pennies inside the couch
I see my wealth going down the toilet
And now I know for sure that money really grows on trees
Because this roll of paper's worth its weight in gold
When we're all stuck right here in our own Self-Quarantines
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Untitled #1
01:30
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3. |
I Wanna Be With You
02:01
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If I'm a sinking ship then you're the ocean floor
If you're a squeaky toy then I'm a dog
If I'm a hot air balloon then you're the sky above the clouds
If you're a businessman's neck I'm a tie
If I'm a can of worms then you're a jar of dirt
If you're a racing car then I'm a stripe
If I'm a cube of ice then you're a drink on a hot day
If you're a secret safehouse I'm a spy
'cos I
I wanna be with you
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4. |
Untitled #2
01:59
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Folding Clothes
02:17
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Bugs get in your bed and salty water fills your eyes
Coins fall out your tiny pockets
Friends get left behind
Bikes are thrown in lakes at night and cars get towed away
A sadness that you cant articulate
But don't forget the gifts that put that price on your receipt
Don't forget the walks that left those blisters on your feet
The things you do, the words you say, the people that you meet
Are colours in a dream of folding clothes
Underneath the sky there's people sleeping in the park
Sunlight burns their skin then leaves them freezing in the dark
Years get shorter every time but nights go on and on
Words can't find a place inside your song
But don't forget the smiles that left those wrinkles on your face
Don't forget the meals that put that pressure round your waist
All we are and and we know and all that we create
Are colours in a dream of folding clothes
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