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Now it's time to live the good life, inside a happy home

Happy, home
(Turn this house into a happy home)
Happy, home
(Finally got to live the good
of sound after all the sounds have sounded
Well I hope I never have to see that day but by god I know it's headed our way
So I better be happy now that
the snake 
Who lives in a well by the side of the road 
Wake up, girl, we're almost home 
Ya, c'mon! 
We should see the gates by mornin' 
We should be
Gonna take a message to mother
Tell her that I'll be home soon
Let her know I'm still undercover
Hiding out behind the moon

The selling
the snake 
Who lives in a well by the side of the road 
Wake up, girl, we're almost home 
Ya, c'mon! 
We should see the gates by mornin' 
We should be
the snake 
Who lives in a well by the side of the road 
Wake up, girl, we're almost home 
Ya, c'mon! 
We should see the gates by mornin' 
We should be
of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home
Ya, c'mon!

We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside the evenin'
Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Soon
I was born a house cat
By the slight of my mother's hand

I think I'm gonna stay home

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live
I was born a house cat
By the slight of my mother's hand

I think I'm gonna stay home

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live
the better off you'll be

Disorder in the house
All bets are off
I'm sprawled across the davenport of despair

Disorder in the house
I'll live with
around my house and watch TV
I want the real life, I want to live the real life

I guess it don't matter how old you are
Or how old one lives to be
I
the brand done too soon 
Crawled out of this house and howled at the moon 

And yesterday means nothing to me now 
I'll keep it hid, you'll live somehow
your morning mail.
Rat's heads and lark's wings should set your tums turning
And your houses will soon be for sale.
And I live down the end of your
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys and the car and the home
But her friends were really his friens
No one stops by to see her much any
to the house at Pooh corner by one
You'd be surprised there's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back
halos soon to be divorced
And you're a poor young factory boy blowing on your trumpet
With a home on the back of your horse

Oh!!! This is
I suppose, there's a better way to make a livin'
To make money so I could live in luxury
But the life behind a desk in a building
Would be like
to the house at Pooh corner by one
You'd be surprised there's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back
to an empty house, sit around all by yourself
I know it might sound strange, but I believe
You'll be coming back before too long

[Chorus]
Don't go back
He was sitting on the front porch of a half-way house
Chainin' cigarettes and drinkin' coffee
I was walkin' by on my way home
stopped and said,
folks are old now too and we've put 'em in a home
But the difference is they live with us and they'll never be alone
I was walking home to my house through the snow from the station
When Springsteen came clear in my headphones with a pertinent question
Oh is love
to an empty house sit around all by yourself 
I know it might sound strange but I believe 
You'll be coming back before too long 

Don't go back
on the sidewalk
By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
I said no, boy would you come home to me

[Chorus]
(And) I said, ramblin' boy
way, take a boat from the river.
Men go crazy in the congregations, they only get better one by one.
One by one. One by one by one.  One by one.
 
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