| Song | Mansions |
| Artist | The Mamas & the Papas |
| Album | All The Leaves Are Brown |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sitting in our mansion, | |
| Guarded by expansion, | |
| Questioning our motives and our means; | |
| Wondering why this isn抰 like the dream. | |
| Walls of wealth surround us; | |
| People cannot hound us. | |
| A gentle Spanish lady cooks our meals, | |
| But we never ask her how she feels. | |
| Limousines and laughter, | |
| Parties everafter. | |
| If you play the game, you pay the price--- | |
| Purchasing a piece of paradise. | |
| Changes...changing... | |
| Fog and rain... | |
| ((?) and trains...) | |
| Londontown抯 the same... | |
| (On the road again....) | |
| Borrowing (?) from friends... | |
| (Dirges and pain...) | |
| Circles have... | |
| (Circles have...) | |
| No end. | |
| Paris and Rome--- | |
| Making their scene, | |
| But missing our own. | |
| Beatles and Stones--- | |
| Then on the phone | |
| And come back home. | |
| Changes...changing... | |
| Nothing left to bind us; | |
| People cannot find us. | |
| You live your life a | |
| And live it as you please. | |
| (Please, please, please) | |
| Live your life exactly as you please. | |
| (Please, please, please) | |
| Live your life and live it as you please | |
| (Please, please, please). | |
| Live your life exactly as you please | |
| (Please, please, please) | |
| Please, live your life just as you please. |
| Sitting in our mansion, | |
| Guarded by expansion, | |
| Questioning our motives and our means | |
| Wondering why this isn yang like the dream. | |
| Walls of wealth surround us | |
| People cannot hound us. | |
| A gentle Spanish lady cooks our meals, | |
| But we never ask her how she feels. | |
| Limousines and laughter, | |
| Parties everafter. | |
| If you play the game, you pay the price | |
| Purchasing a piece of paradise. | |
| Changes... changing... | |
| Fog and rain... | |
| ? and trains... | |
| Londontown zha the same... | |
| On the road again.... | |
| Borrowing ? from friends... | |
| Dirges and pain... | |
| Circles have... | |
| Circles have... | |
| No end. | |
| Paris and Rome | |
| Making their scene, | |
| But missing our own. | |
| Beatles and Stones | |
| Then on the phone | |
| And come back home. | |
| Changes... changing... | |
| Nothing left to bind us | |
| People cannot find us. | |
| You live your life a | |
| And live it as you please. | |
| Please, please, please | |
| Live your life exactly as you please. | |
| Please, please, please | |
| Live your life and live it as you please | |
| Please, please, please. | |
| Live your life exactly as you please | |
| Please, please, please | |
| Please, live your life just as you please. |
| Sitting in our mansion, | |
| Guarded by expansion, | |
| Questioning our motives and our means | |
| Wondering why this isn yāng like the dream. | |
| Walls of wealth surround us | |
| People cannot hound us. | |
| A gentle Spanish lady cooks our meals, | |
| But we never ask her how she feels. | |
| Limousines and laughter, | |
| Parties everafter. | |
| If you play the game, you pay the price | |
| Purchasing a piece of paradise. | |
| Changes... changing... | |
| Fog and rain... | |
| ? and trains... | |
| Londontown zhā the same... | |
| On the road again.... | |
| Borrowing ? from friends... | |
| Dirges and pain... | |
| Circles have... | |
| Circles have... | |
| No end. | |
| Paris and Rome | |
| Making their scene, | |
| But missing our own. | |
| Beatles and Stones | |
| Then on the phone | |
| And come back home. | |
| Changes... changing... | |
| Nothing left to bind us | |
| People cannot find us. | |
| You live your life a | |
| And live it as you please. | |
| Please, please, please | |
| Live your life exactly as you please. | |
| Please, please, please | |
| Live your life and live it as you please | |
| Please, please, please. | |
| Live your life exactly as you please | |
| Please, please, please | |
| Please, live your life just as you please. |