Spin Doctors - You`ve Got To Believe In Something (1997) by Spin Doctors (보컬) on maniadb.com

This is my house where I hang around
As soon as I get up, I start to get down
You don't need a place to stay
Our house is any old place we play

This is my house if you don't like it
just get outta
get outta
get outta

Came up so fast gave me the bends
Now I'm staring into a camera lens
From rags to riches and back again
But this is my house and I say when

This is my house.....

This is my house you know that's final
It's made of plastic, magnetic tape and vinyl
This is my house now doncha know
We move in every time you turn on your radio

This is my house...

Riches and roads bring brigands hither
Riches and roads bring brigands bold
Brigands deck their ears with hoops of silver
Brigands diz?their ears with hoops of gold
Threshes can make a broom to sweep up threshes
Straws can make a broom to sweep up straw
Spilt milk makes a pool for drowning fishes
Lovers make a virtue of a flaw

Angels above, devils below
Flies on honey
Dogs on a doe
Dogs on a doe

South wind sues the seer with songs of mildness
North wind sues the seer with songs of ice
Kings can make a war to sue for sugar
Queens can make a war to sue for spite

Angels above, ......

There she goes, on down the beach
Just like the moon, she's out of reach
Losing my mind, already lost my girl
Blew the top right off my pretty world

Oh, she used to be mine
She used to be mine
She used to be mine
'Til I saw her with another man
Another man
'Til I saw her with another man
hand in hand
'Til I saw her with another man
Another man
'Til I saw her with another man
hand in hand

Oh, there she goes, on out of my life
She's my ex, thought she's be my wife
Kept my ring, my wedding band
Keeps it on the same finger but on the other hand

Oh, she used to be mine.....

I can taste her mouth
Taste her tears
I can hear what she used to say
She'd be looking up from her coffee cup
And through the steam I can see her glance away

I miss her hand on my hip
Tongue on my lips
Lips on my cup of tea
I miss the way she'd lie
And the way she'd sigh
When she'd lie right down
Just next to me

Oh, she used to be mine...

Oh, it's you, I love the things you do
To make me blue
Oh, it's true, I love the things you do
To make me blue

To make me blue
Oh, to make me blue
Oh, to make me blue
Oh, to make me blue

Oh, it's me, you love to watch me speed
Across the sea
Oh, I'm free, I love the way it's all
I need to be
To make blue...

When I hear that train a-coming from the junction
Troublin' my mind is it's favorite function.
It makes that crying on that old air horn
Middle of the night, I can hear it mourn

The world is a stone hanging in the night
The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light
Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain
Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train
Oh, about a train

My head is full of sky and my boots are full of ocean
And stolen designs for perpetual motion
Love scarred, shattered, tattered, and unfolding
Silent man, he won't tell me what it is
What it is he's holding

The world is a stone hanging in the night
The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light
Love is gone, I mean washed out by the rain
Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train

My heart is a stone, and my head is a canyon
Far off lonely home is my only companion
Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain
Leaving town, mumbling something about a train

The streets are lined with gold
The cheese is full of mold
Oh, come into the fold with me
Global domination
While it sparks my imagination
It kills the vegetation
Ant its not my cup of tea
The stairs are high and winding
My brother is divining
The empire is declining
But the wine is old
Its never sweet enough
And a little too tough
And they play a bit too rough
And they talk a little bit too cold
Say theres another color
Just say it on a bet
You know its true
Though you havent heard it yet
Theyre playing it for keeps
Like pieces on a board
You know its true
Though you havent heard before
Welcome to the decline
Its going just fine
Its good for the wine
And its good for the forces
You can run but you cant hide
And beggars would ride
If they had the horses
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride
If wishes were horses
Oh, beggars would ride
Beggars would ride
The carousel is burning
The models eyes are yearning
The tables arent turning
But the lunch is free
And its never cheap enough
And its always the same stuff
And they forever call your bluff
And forever get their fee
Say theres another color.....
There is no limitation
Set upon this nation
What is our station
And relationship?
What about the pollution
And the constitution?
What is the purpose
Of this burning branch I grip?
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride........