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I need a freaky bitch to keep
The pussy clean for me
Old enough to make her own decisions
If you're living on your own, well
Take a nigga home
I'm

Home, home sweet home live, laugh, love
These are some things written by the phone
On the wall of this home

Located on nowhere avenue
Don

Had an old tin roof that leaked?
Hey, what if the worlds were lead
By country folk like you and me

We'd have a lot more common sense
We'd have

Ghost of a past Christmas haunts me inside
Something so strong that should never have died
Family and friends generations gone by
I would give anything

And the red brick cottage where I was born
Is the empty shell of a holiday home
Most of the year there's no-one there
The village is dead and they don't care

Martha Dumptruck took a belly flop off the 
Old Mill Bridge last night holding a suicide note

Oh, my God 
Is she dead?

Just some broken bones

Went by our old house a little while ago
Nothing but a mailbox
And weeds were growing

Rusted red swing swaying in the breeze
Handprints in

the cold that hard
You have eternal Gold don't ever get old
How dare you question all your dreams?
You get defensive and ish
Care or what by a who, why you

and she was his daughter
And I was the country, we were young and I was water, I was rum
I don't let her round the Thompson no more
For she wanna go back

One things for certain, all that glitters ain’t gold 
So don’t be swallowed by your fears no matter what you are told
This exercise for the soul,

I'm not gon' let 'em catch me, no
Not gon' let 'em catch the midnight rider

Well I'm done by the point of caring
Some old bed I'll soon be sharing

Tjeerd does not smoke weed--
He says it makes you dull and boring.
Well, I don't speak no Afrikaans,
But I know from exploring glitter:

Diamonds in