Lyrics:
service, you do what you feel
Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain
I can't say no, no
In my home town, I'm hangin' 'round
With all
service, you do what you feel
Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain
I can't say no, no
In my home town, I'm hangin' 'round
With all
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towels
It's all about the gravy
It's a petrol shop
It's polystyrene cup
There is no trade
This is not home-made
Service, service
Service, service
home town
They're tryin' to track me down
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy
For the life of a deputy but I say
Oh,
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Can't quite
Lee prepares his service for next week
I saw grandma yesterday down at the store
Well she's really lookin' fine for eighty four
And she asked me if
Lee prepares his service for next week
I saw grandma yesterday down at the store
Well she's really lookin' fine for eighty-four
And she asked me if
And I've worked in three all night service stations and drove a truck
Take me home my heart is heavy and my feet are sore
Take me home I don't want to roam
a world away
And I tried so hard
Tried to be so strong
But you see the cracks
My defence is gone
Come take me home tonight
Come take me home
Oh I
Shortwave
Cold gray rainy Sunday
BBC world service
I found, I found the strangest music
But I lost the station
Shortwave
Pulls in Oklahoma
in my home town,
They're tryin' to track me down;
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
Initiate, my ruffians bring like attack?*
It's the first line of defence, imminence combat
As I look up into the cold black sky
I see the birds
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
Lee prepares his service for next week
I saw grandma yesterday down at the store
Well she's really lookin' fine for eighty-four
And she asked me if
self-defence
You caused me to think
And I thought about what I had home without you
You drove me to drink
And I never had the courtesy to thank you
Island
And I've worked in three all night
Service stations and I drove a truck
Take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore
Take me home, I
All a nigga want is some mouth and lip service
All a nigga want is some mouth and lip service
Suck a nigga dick ho, suck a nigga dick ho
I got
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She's been crying, I've been thinking
And I am the rain king
I said mama, mama,
Island
And I've worked in three all night
Service stations and I drove a truck
Take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore
Take me home, I
green and friendly glow
Walking by me like a guide
But when you leave my side
I'll be playing defence
Over I my own home
Waiting for the bell to go
Cause
a home
On the other side a market
On the one side a home
On the other side a market
Service to survive this service
Survive this service to survive
the service
I wanna be, yeah (in the service of the Lord)
Now listen, listen
People going home
Sunday morning, washing their car
Rather than being in church
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