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Dance Music (The Mountain Goats)

alright i'm in johnson avenue
in San Louis Obispo
and i'm five years old or six maybe
and indications that there's
something wrong with our new house
trip down the wire twice daily

i'm in the living room
watching the watergate hearings
while my stepfather yells at my mother
launches a glass across the room
straight at her head
and i dash upstairs to take cover
lean in close to my little record player on the floor
so this is what the volume knob's for
i listen to dance music
dance music

okay so i'm seventeen years old
you're the last best thing i got going
but then the special secret sickness
starts to eat through you
what am i supposed to do?
no way of knowing
so i follow you down your twisting alleyways
find a few cul-de-sacs of my own
there's only one place this road ever ends up
and i don't wanna die alone
let me down, let me down, let me down gently
when the police come to get me
i'm listenin' to dance music
dance music

The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything (Veggie Tales)

Narrator: "Joining Larry are Pa G**and Mr. Lunt, who together make up
the infamous gang of scalliwags, the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything!"
Larry, Pa, Mr. Lunt: "We are the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything! We just
stay home and lie around. And if you ask us to do anything, we'll just
tell you ..."
Larry: "We don't do anything!"
Pa: "Well, I've never been Greenland and I've never been to Denver, and
I've never buried treasure in St. Louis or St. Paul, and I've never been
to Moscow and I've never been to Tampa, and I've never been to Boston in
the fall."
All: "'Cuz we're the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything! We just stay home
and lie around. And if you ask us to do anything, we'll just tell you
.."
Mr. Lunt: "We don't do anything. And I never hoist the mainstay and I
never swab the poop deck, and I never veer to starboard 'cuz I never
sail at all, and I've never walked the gang plank and I've never owned a
parrot, and I've never been to Boston in the fall."
All: "'Cuz we're the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything! We just stay at home
and lie around. And if you ask us to do anything, we'll just tell you
.. We don't do anything!"
Larry: "Well, I've never plucked a rooster and I'm not too good at
ping-pong, and I've never thrown my mashed potatoes up against the wall,
and I've never kissed a chipmunk and I've never gotten head lice, and
I've never been to Boston in the fall!"
Pa: "Huh? What are you talking about? What's a rooster and mashed
potatoes have to do with being a pirate??"
Mr. Lunt: "Hey, that's right! We're supposed to sing about pirate-y
things!"
Larry: "Oh ..."
Pa: "And who ever kissed a chipmunk? That's just nonsense! Why even
bring it up? Am I right? What do you think?"
Mr. Lunt: "I think you look like Cap'n Crunch!"
Pa: "Huh? No I don't!"
Mr. Lunt: "Do too."
Pa: "Do not!"
Mr. Lunt: "You're making me hungry."
Pa: "That's it, you're walkin' the plank!"
Mr. Lunt: "Says who?"
Pa: "Says the captain, that's who!"
Mr. Lunt: "Oh, yeah? Aye aye, Cap'n Crunch!"
Larry: "And I've never licked a spark plug and I've never sniffed a
stink bug, and I've never painted daisies on a big red rubber ball, and
I've never bathed in yogurt and I don't look good in leggings ..."
Pa: "You just don't get it!"
All: "And we've never been to Boston in the fall!"

stompin' at the savoy (robbie williams featuring maxi jazz)

Armstrong; Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald - Stompin' at the Savoy Music Downloads Armstrong; Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald - Stompin' at the Savoy Ringtone Savoy, the home of sweet romance,Savoy, it wins you with a glance,Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.Your old form just like a clinging vine,Your lips so warm and sweet as wine,Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine.How my heart is singing,While the band is swinging,I'm never tired of romping,And stomping with you at the Savoy.What joy, a perfect holiday,Savoy, where we can glide and sway,Savoy, let me stomp away with youThe home of sweet romance,It wins you at a glance,Gives happy feet a chance to dance.Just like a clinging vine,So soft and sweet as wine,So soft and close to mine, divine.How my heart is singing,While the band is swinging,I'm never, never, never tired of romping,And stomping with you at the Savoy.What joy, a perfect holiday,Savoy, where we can glide and sway,Savoy, let me stomp away with you------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GOODMAN, BENNY/SAMPSON, EDGAR/WEBB, CHICKLyrics © EMI Music Publishing Armstrong; Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald - Stompin' at the Savoy Music Downloads Armstrong; Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald - Stompin' at the Savoy Ringtone

Get On Your Knees (Necro)

"Baby, Baby I'll get down on my knees for you, if you...."
(repeat 5X)

[Necro]
Mother**er you know the deal, I'ma rap on this ** shit
So yo! Suck it

I lounge gettin blown by PJ sparks at key west
I need breast like Sahara needs a HIV test
I'll hit that pussy up with a nasty attack
Get on your knees like your looking for the last piece of crack
Filthy like Al Louis, jerking off at seventy
Or senerity, swallowing my twenty inches of obscenity
I'm paying a good buck
So slut, you better ** as good as you look and suck as good as you **
When it comes to this ** shit you know who the master is
Bitch I'll leave Necro tagged on your**with jizz
** in the ninteys without a rubber? Yo! thats dead
I like skinny bitches but Debbie Diamond looks like a crackhead
** is infested with obscene woman Vanessa Del Rio,
Word is bond - looks like a she male version of Gene Simmons
I'll ** you in your shitter
Through your panties, you be making mad noises
Dressed up fancy smancie, screaming out like a banshee
inside a basement somewhere close to Delancie
Where the corner is infested with hookers that look like Brandy
When it comes to this ** shit yo! Nothing new to me
So yo! Dion tell them what you ** do for me

[Dion]
**"Baby, Baby I'll get down on my knee's for you, if you...."
*Scratching* "Get on your knees"
*Scratching* "Get On Your Knees"** (repeat 4X)
"Begin to Blow"

[Necro]
I'ma hit you with shots of cum
Kelly LeBrock didnt know how to suck cock
but teaching her was lots of fun
Protein eruptions filmed on ** productions
Abductions of sluts that dont know how to suck dick, here's instructions
Put your head down between my legs
and learn the craft, of how to lick and suck
First the head then my entire shaft
I have diplomacy in sodomising Ona Zee
Im know to be, quick to ** madams like Buck Adams
Juggle my lizard tounge in your snatch
Lickin Lana Sams tits be like
licking a cutting board with two points attached
Believe me I've tried it often
My schlong almost put Nina Heartly up in a coffin
My cock aint never soft
It stays solid twenty for seven bom'
Ever since I **ed Medusa clit that snake pit turned my shit to stone
Riz Tony ebony needs twat, be rauncy
Put a biscuit to Ginger Limbs head and forced back in the **, G
Traci Lords dont think you're excused, from geting further abused
cause your torpedo shaped tits be jewels
You can't handle it, why is your slut bugging?
Don't she know shes in for intense **
** and butt plugging
When it comes to this ** shit yo! Nothing new to me
So yo! Dion tell them what you ** do for me

[Dion]
"Baby, Baby I'll get down on my knee's for you, if you...."
(repeat 4X)
*Scratching* "Get on your knees"
*Scratching* "Get On Your Knees" (repeat 4X)

I Gotta Love (Jin Tha MC)

Kanye] Yo Jin! We good wit this one, yeah!

[Jin] Good looking Kanye
Ruff Ryder, Roc-A-Fella collabo!
You see, we're the next generation in this rap game
So it's only right we got down like this

[Kanye] Yep! uh oh!

[Chorus - Kanye West] (2x)
I got a love that's better than - you ever was
You've never been - no good for me
I guess I was - just way too hood for you to be with

[Verse - Jin]
Yo I was doing a show with Kanye in the West
Mid that is, so basically the Chi and M.I. is up in the mix
We in the game now, it makes perfect sense
The kid that 'Dropped Outta College', the other never went
We take turns doing our one, two's and yes yes y'alls
Look at shorty with my name, tatted on her breast y'all
Mr. West, what do you think is the best?
(Kanye: Take em backstage, get aquainted that's what I suggest dawg)
When it comes to spittin G, I'm one of the best y'all
She look goods, smell clean and she had fresh draws
Naw, that's too good to be
Usually them type of chicks ain't good for me, no!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Jin]
I got a - way with words, I use words in ways
I convince birds to come out they cage and play
Polly want a Gucci Parka, ma what did you say?
Polly might get a ** ain't no trickin today, hey
But anyway though, she got it on smash like mashed potatoes
High class with a**that'll smash on J. Lo
Lay low, got Play-Doh, stash the payroll
Ain't no - credit card, spendin cash on Rodeo
And me? I'm at the Slausson Swap Meet
Lookin for a pair of Air One's and white tee's
She want champagne, I got Sisco and Kool-Aid
Why go to the movies? let's watch the bootleg

[Chorus]

[Verse - Jin]
Girl I don't wear Prada, never met Gucci
Or wore Versake [Versace], y'all is too boughi
We all know Kanye is Mr. Louis Vuitton
But if I see a L and a V, I'd think that it's on
That's what my old chick used to clash with me
(Jin, why'd you get this fake Louis bag for me?)
Actually, you should be happy I purchased that
I take this as a sign, you don't want the matching hat
Huh, I'm too gutter, you more Parkay with yours
I'm more I can't believe it's not butter
What the - other - suckas do for love is a damn shame
I got a new significant other cause plans change

[Chorus]

[Outro - Jin] (girl)
(I got a love) it's over girl!
(You ever was) I thought me and you was it
(No good for me) But obviously, things ain't work out
(I got a love) And I know when you see this video
(You ever was) First thing you gon do is pick up that cell phone
(No good for me) Go to Jay, hah

Get Ya Shit Together (T.I.)

[Intro - T.I. talking]
As you see the O.G.s from Grand Hustle done laid it down again
T.I.P. shawty
Hey yo, this for all my homegirls like to see a baller do his thing
Get ya shit together come on
All the eight, nines, and dimes
I'd like to welcome y'all to the best time of ya life
Ya understand that
All the stones is real
And it's all chrome on the wheels, ya know
Anything less is uncivilized

[Verse 1 - T.I.]
Pull up to the club, lift both doors up
Hopped out clean and yo ho chose us
Walked in the door, make the show hold up
Cause my neck and my bracelet is so froze up
The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up
So we don't appraoch them, they come and appraoch us
Roll the dro up then go post up
Look down with the west fixin' go sho' nuff
In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us
Hoes chill, poppin' pills blowin' dro no dust
What cha say, got a man so what
I don't know him baby and he don't know her
I got a new Phantom and my own chauffeur
Ya think ya fixin' be thinkin' bout him, no sir
Probably prefer to tel ya man good night
Unless you don't wanna know what the good life look like

[Hook - Lil' Kim, T.I.]
[Lil' Kim]
If you ain't gettin' money good night
I know what a broke nigga look like
When ya ridin' in ya wheels get ya shit together
Boy them diamonds ain't real, get ya shit together
[T.I.]
Now we can ball seven days, six nights
If tht head and that pussy hit right
Hey, match ya panties with ya bras get ya shit together
Go get ya hair and nails done get ya shit together

[Verse 2 - T.I.]
Hey, I'm off the scene with Louis the thirteenth
Chains swings to my jeans, and my T-shirt clean
In case you been researching, I'm the King
With a style as mean as the Earth seem
Chest on ice, and my wrist on gleam
30 karats in the ring, money ain't no thing
You think I'm playin' but I ain't joking
The dro king, if it ain't purple, I ain't smoking
Rubberband bank rolls, fifty thousand dollar cheddar knots
Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not
I walk around with more money than you ever got
Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock
Shawty I can get you in whatever spot
Backstage, front row, what I got to front for
I'm getting bored, don't even know what I stunt for
Got a lot of rides, what it hurt to cop one more

[Hook - Lil' Kim, T.I.]

[Verse 3 - T.I.]
To all my **, if you wanna come chill
Or roll on chrome wheels, let me tell you what it is
We fixin' throw a little party at the crib
Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like ill
The basement's cool, but the pools unreal
Where that millionaire lives, shit remains concealled
So pop a pill, put on your blindfold
I'm hitting the dance floor, and grab eighty-nine more
Let em' know we on the way where they been trying to go
I knew I had em' when they asked me "What kind of diamonds are those"
Headed to the spot pouring double shots of XO
Play the "Love Below" ane watch'em undress slow
Flicks on the flat screen, make em' want to "Get Low"
And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole
When they kick it with the king, they don't wanna let go
So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, when he tell ya "Let's Go"

[Hook x2 - Lil' Kim, T.I.]

My Block (Remix) (2Pac)

Police Dispatcher ..

He's headed out a window
The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch
We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River
And we have four people parking behind the eastern runway
(Ugh, take a ride, to my block (my block))
OK it looks good, your clear now
(That's right)
Go
(We're on my mother** block)

[Verse 1]

They got a nigga, shedding tears
Reminiscing on my past fears
Cause shit was hectic for me last year
It appears that I've been marked for death
My heartless breath
The underlying cause of my arrest
My life is stressed
And no rest, forever weary
My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnecessary
I'm gettin' worried
Teardrops and closed caskets
The three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire?
Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die
But don't cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares for us niggas on welfare
And who cares if we survive?
The only time they notice a nigga is when he's clutchin on a four-five
My neighborhood ain't the same
Cause all these little babies goin' crazy or they sufferin in the game
And I swear it's like a trap
But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back
Hoes show me love
Niggaz give me props
Forever hop, cause it don't stop
On my block

[Chorus]

Maybe life is but a dream
Hard times is all we've seen
(On my Block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still plaaayyy
(My Block)
(Heh heh heh)
But on our block we still plaaayyy

[Verse 2]

Now shit's constantly hot, on my block
It never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops
Black males living in hell, when will we prevail?
Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin' well
In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life
Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life
God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job
So I resort to violent robbings, my life is hard
Can't sleep, cause all the dirt make my heart hurt
Put in work, and shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Till this day, I still pray for a better way
Can't help but feel hopeless and heart broke
From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark
Couldn't quit, the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home
On my block

[Chorus]

Maybe life is but a dream
Hard times is all we've seen
(On my Block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still plaaayyy
(My Block)
(Heh heh heh)
But on our block we still plaaayyy

[Verse 3]

And I can't help but wonder whhyy
So many young kids had to die
Caught strays from AK's in a driveby
Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide
Brothers cried for broken lives, mama come inside
Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community but now we're all total strangers
Time changes dust to stone, them crack pipes
All up and down the block exterminating black life
But I can't blame the dealers
My mama's welfare check, just bought the next man chrome wheels
Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Hanging out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hoping I can get to sleep with herrr
It's a man's world, staying strapped
Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back
Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
Wide eyed and losing focus
On my block

[Chorus]

Maybe life is but a dream
Hard times is all we've seen
(On my Block)
(What's up to all the homies?)
Every block is kinda mean
(When I first got some pussy was when I got it was at 112th and 7th avenue)
(On my mother** block)
But on our block we still praaayyy
But on our block we still praaayyy

[Verse 4]

And block parties in the, projects
Lasting a way past daylight
A young nigga learned to break night
Used to play fight, with my homies but they stuck in the pen
I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend
In my mind, I see the same mother**ers ballin
Alcohol will make the lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call
I know the young niggaz understand this
Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous
I reminisce on the fast times, past crimes
Trying to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime
Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game
Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame
And what's strange is everybody knows my name, swear they all know me
And lots of cash make a nigga change
I hit the green just to maintain
Feelin pain
For all the niggaz that I lost to the game
From my block

That's right

(Maybe life is but a dream)
(Hard times is all we've seen)
Rest in peace to all the mother**ers that passed away
From all the blocks where I'm from
(Every block is kinda mean)
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
112th st. and 7th ave. in New York uptown
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
You know what I'm saying
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
183rd and ?
My Block
That's right
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
127th and ... East Side
Kent Avenue, Baltimore
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
My Block
That's right
In the Jungle Marine City
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
That's my Block
That's right
Los Angeles
That's my block too
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
Oakland
Can't forget Oaktown
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
That's my block for sure

And all the other blocks around this mother**er ...

Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago
All y'all niggaz stay kicking up dust
Represent the mother** block

Gold Digger (Kanye West)

She take my money when I'm in need
Yea she's a trifflin friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digga way over town
That dig's on me

[Chorus:]
(She did me wrong
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(She did me wrong)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head


[Verse 1:]
Cutie the bomb
Met her at a beauty salon
With a baby louis vuitton
Under her underarm
She said I can tell you ROC
I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm
but I'm lookin for the one
have you seen her
My psychic told me she have a**like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An i gotta take all they bad**to show-biz
Ok get ya kids but then they got their friends
I Pulled up in the Benz, they all got up In
We all went to Den and then I had to pay
If you f**kin with this girl then you betta be payed
You know why
It take too much to touch her
>From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she use to ** wit Usher
I dont care what none of yall say I still love her

[Chorus:]
(She did me wrong)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(She did me wrong)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head

[Verse 2:]
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids
His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday
Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money
She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money
She walkin around lookin like Micheal with ya money
Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey
If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup
WE WANT PRENUP!, Yeaah
It's something that you need to have
Cause when she leave yo**she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

[Chorus:]
(She did me wrong)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)
But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
(She did me wrong)
Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)
but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)
get down girl go head

[Verse 3:]
Now I aint sayin you a gold digger you got needs
You dont want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You got out to eat and he cant pay yall cant leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But why yall washin watch him
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson
He got that ambition baby look in his eyes
This week he moppin floorz next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side
I know his dude's ballin but yea thats nice
And they gone keep callin and tryin
But you stay right girl
But when you get on he leave yo a** for a white girl

Get down girl go head get down
Get down girl go head get down
get down girl go head get down
get down girl go head

I Do (Chingy)

{Intro}
Chingy, Track Stars dirty, well I got a caprice on 24's, i got a range rover with spinners. i got an imparler with beat lets go.


{Chrous (x2)}
I do ride Bentleys and coupes,
But I don't give away all my lou.
trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)


{Verse 1}
But i do know this may be a single when i walk my chains on so it my jingle if she give me brainzz on. The haters know were my crew so famous that i cant go no wherin tha lou You name it the mall the gas station dem people be waiting to see me hop in sumin hating all them duece duece skating, runnin it like walter payton until u fuked it its so blatent fuk the paper im savin my bank acount is amazin. im ratin my self a 20 im takin my self a 20 im doin this show for 20 then holla at me this 20 about money i gots ta make stack up a couple hundred mill then take my**a break.


{Chrous (x2)}
I do ride Bentleys and coupes,
But I don't give away all my lou.
trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)


{Verse 2}
I gotta 75 caprice in my yard! a loui drop top graphics man its hard! custom made interior dirrty its the shit ratin spins n spokes 24s on it. yep gotta tv and steerin wheels like luda n if u run up on me look dirrty ill shoot ya
G.i.b 1 on my customized plates slide alot bottles dont never come fake.. im about to hit lillian just past clackston whippin with a peice thats better than tony braxtons ain't no right no rythem in with my few team bumps i got the 3 amps and the woofers in my trunk yeyah i no u money hungry hoes wanna roll with trick u no i ride nothin less than them dubs.

{Chrous x2}
I do ride Bentleys and coupes,
But I don't give away all my lou.
trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

Pretty honey hit me...lookin good
Right sittin on the banks ...lookin good
Hundred thousand round my neck...lookin good
Cappers tryin to run up ...I know she would

I role wit nuttin but ballas with 26's with them chrome rims.
Rims on da truck make them heffers get hypnotized quick.
Candy colored paintin makin new tricks fanu's this.
Bars on my tucker time to step up into my wip.
O.G. blue secrets money makin you foo's sick.
Us like ur thurr my dirtys flipin some hoe bricks.

I don' give a daaamn... If you don' give a daaamn.
I'm a stunt i'm gunna go an' let us know who I am.

cars, clothes, money, ice, straps, clips, hoe's, dikes, magnums, freaks, house, price, 1, point, 5, LIFE

{Chrous x2}
I do ride Bentleys and coupes,
But I don't give away all my lou.
trick four've us and a tramp - I won't (I won't)
Ride less then twenty inches I don't (I don't)

But I do.........

The Home Fire (Louis Armstrong)

THE HOME FIRE
(George Weiss / Bob Thiele)

Pardon the smile on my face my friend
Dreamin' of reachin' my journeys end
I'm headin' straight for my hearts desire
Gee, it's good to know I'm near the home fire

All of the folks that I love are there
I got a date with my favourite chair
With every step every hope grows higher
Didn't know how much I missed the home fire

The noises, the TV, the rusty old pipes
The cat always teasin' my dog
The neighbours, the quarrels, the screaming of kids
For the first time in years I'll sleep like a log

Heaven is waiting for me, my friend
Seven or eight dreams around the bend
And if you're ever in town inquire
We'll be glad to have you share the home fire

Yes, the noises, the TV, the rusty old pipes
The cat always teasin' my dog
The neighbours, the quarrels, the scream of the kids
For the first time in years I'll sleep like a log

Heaven is waiting for me, my friend
Seven or eight dreams around the bend
And if you're ever in town inquire
We'll be glad to have you share the home fire

We'll be glad to have you share the home fire


Video


Louis Bérubé.




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