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| Beck Mellow Gold Steal My Body Home Put me in a hole in the ground With the money and the towel And the women learnin' to bow [?] Can't complain about the mess Momma killed her only dress Now she's longin' for the pants Watch my troubles all unwind Drinkin' gasoline and wine Catchin chill up the storm On the train they cannot feel Lost my head beneath the wheel Now she steals my body home The trees are fake, the air is dead The birds are stuffed with poison lead And the ground is much too clean And if it's only me who's scared Strap me into the 'lectric chairs Ring the moon like a broken bell When she drags you from the hill Daddy's gonna burn down the still We can watch it from the rooftop Ooh... [etc...] Lay into the fryin' pan Now she kisses her own hand With the fiddle on the fire I took a leap into the fog Sleepin' on a hollow log Now I'm coughin' with no mouth You can keep yourself inside But you know you cannot hide When the devil's your only friend mmmmmmmmmm...... |
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