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Heard my cough to show her pain
Hidden behind the closed again
My father must have when he came
To have made a sensitive boy

I've fighting your holy war
Ever since you took that
Well, I say God all love the high lost
And the blistered vein

My boss asking me to ask more questions
And so I her why
I asked her why man chose to work for his food
When it's clear to me that he'd rather die

And if all equal does that mean every man's due some luck
And how roads must a man walk down before he stops giving a fuck
She quit your yapping and get back to work
Don't you see that you've got costumers to

And I said "of course I can because everybody here's a to someone else"
She "stop talking now you're boring me don't you see that you're just the help"

I woke up in a strange bed one sunday
With a I did not love on my left hand side
She looked as if she'd seen a ghost when she
Screamed when she saw the horse head by my

She told me that her name was lady luck and that I should
So I collected my stuff feeling slightly
She was eagle, spread out and spread bare
And I was spread thin over the days and months would proceed
She said, "don't you see if you think about it as one one chance and one end"
And I said, "don't talk to me 'cause there can be a if I pretend"

Oh, Tom Waits came to me in a
With a swordfish stuck in the middle of his
He poured me a glass of rum and pondered what's the
doomed to die however hard you try your best

And you the same thing when you left me
you took my devotion and my drive
But you left a boy when you hung your coat
I'll take back now if you don't mind

But I understand cause if you're not sure where you are then you move
And now that I am not I that I will do some moving too
Because if you think it everybody here's a servant to someone else
And if you say you're not then I suppose a servant to yourself