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[ti:The Moon Upstairs] |
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The Moon Upstairs - Mott The Hoople |
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Well my brother he was a drinking man |
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And I asked him for release |
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He said this wont do you no good |
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And sent for the police |
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Well they busted me for nothing |
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Cos they said I was insane |
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So they let my body go |
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But they locked away my brain |
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Well I wandered freely as a bird that had broken both its wings |
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And I hated them and they hated me and I hated everthing |
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And I realise that to survive well my body is not mine |
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And I feel neglected feel rejected |
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Living in the wrong time |
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And to those of you who always laugh |
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Let this be your epitaph any |
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And my head is down and Im called a clown by comedians that grace |
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The living stage of every page of worthless meaningless space |
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But I swear to you before were though youre gonna feel our every blow |
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We aint bleeding you were feeding you but your'e too fcking slow |
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Hoo oh yar more |
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And to those of you who always laugh |
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Let this be your epitaph |
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Yeah yeah ho yar oh yeah whoa |
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Yeah hoo yar oh yeah |
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Hummmm |
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Haaaaaaa |