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I was told a million times
Of all the troubles in my way Tried to grow a little wiser little better ev'ry day But if I crossed a million rivers And I rode a million miles Then I'd still be where I started Bread and butter for a smile Well I sold a million mirrors In a shop in Alley Way But I never saw my face In any window any day Well they say your folks are telling you To be a superstar But I tell you just be satisfied To stay right where you are Keep yourself alive keep yourself alive It'll take you all your time and a money Honey you'll survive Well I've loved a million women In a belladonic haze And I ate a million dinners Brought to me on silver trays Give me everything I need To feed my body and my soul And I'll grow a little bigger Maybe that can be my goal I was told a million times Of all the people in my way How I had to keep on trying And get better ev'ry day But if I crossed a million rivers And I rode a million miles Then I'd still be where I started Same as when I started Keep yourself alive keep yourself alive It'll take you all your time and a money Honey you'll survive Keep yourself alive keep yourself alive It'll take you all your time and a money Keep me satisfied Keep yourself alive keep yourself alive It'll take you all your time and a money keep yourself alive keep yourself alive keep yourself alive money people Keep yourself alive Keep yourself alive keep yourself alive It'll take you all your time and a money Keep me satisfied Keep yourself alive Keep yourself alive money people Keep yourself alive |
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Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outta town I'm smelling like a dry fish bone Here come the Law, gonna break down the door, gonna carry meaway once more Never, never, never get it any more Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon and I'm playing onmy slide trombone Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Walking down the street shooting people that I meet withmy rubber tommy water gun Here come the deputy, he's gonna come and getta me I gotta get me get up and run They got the sirens loose I ran outa juice They're gonna put me in a cell, if I can't go to heaven Will they let me go to hell Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know |
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