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myself again I tried to be what I ought to be and I also tried domesticity Been tortured by what I tried to be I've got no place left to roam He's
A hundred degrees, the birds and the bees But domesticity ain't what it's cracked to be And the more I call this home, the more I can't go
domesticity The way they're making love, you'd swear They're not a married pair He says no matter what occurs Whatever he may have is hers The point that she is
And he is not ashamed to say She made him what he is today It does a person good to see Such happy domesticity The way they're making love, you'd swear
me no saboteur Painted ducks across your landscape Happy in your domesticity (It don't come free) Misfortune, like a sparrow hawk, hangs over you
in domesticity Assumes its role better than me I'm a displaced person whose culture let me down I raise my own daughters in a pornographic town
Underneath this domesticity Even if my missus misses me tonight I ain't goin' home Bring me just another mouth to feed Care not now where ere the path
love can do to a city Laurel Canyon was the best place for you and me to be I chose the curtains and I dreamed a dream of domesticity What a freak you
happy Embraced shared domesticity A house and kids, we built a home We shared our lives and all we own Did you ever? Did you ever show me? Just what life
of me? A hint of domesticity The supervisor's little boys Their smiling faces, smiling toys My chair is twenty stories high I see you when you tell a lie
a colony of men and women ready to use Communication as a way to limit negative news No longer sentence domesticity coupled with abuse A healthy family could
Set ‘em up and leave ‘em Some one else can disconnect the dots Domesticity Don't do a thing for me You can park my guitar by the door Find a line
and Palestine But she'll be fine, yeah she'll be fine 'Cos she's the minister of domesticity User of pop psychology, for her gains She says 'little boys like you
domesticity Stop shuttling between our towns It all sounds pretty sweet I wish we had and everyday life We could run errands We could get into fights I wish
I'm sorry That I sometimes curse around your mom I'm sorry That I can't bake a cake to save my life I'm sorry That I don't revel in my domesticity
Pots and pans Bearing witness to my failed attempts At domesticity With someone other than you Cloths and cutlery Sometimes they seem to stare right
domesticity Our eyes are tired and drawn You're all that lays in front of me But the kettle isn't even on Cause the tap doesn't run cold anymore Cause the tap
have my own name see that all your words will pay my visibility recognize my identity my damn prosperity fuck your domesticity piano flutters thanks
Well you say you as aim to please But you bring me to my knees What are you cookin' in my kitchen You got the recipe for perfect domesticity What are
muffled everything that needed to be said What she needed, ignored So she kneaded with her bare hands Sunbaked in domesticity Genesis of my facilities
just pure domesticity if I can pretend. Bath, TV and then there's something expected, Are you sure you can see it through? 5 years, TV, and then
children's lives One day i hope to be woken by an angel Domesticity And sensuality But i don't know what's real or Little white lies Gifts to our children's
to decide on drawer space Or picking out the right shade of light for bathroom lightbulbs on a Tuesday night in May. The banal tasks of domesticity and how
in arm, a blazing army, razing farms Paisley quilts are torn and watered; domesticity drawn and quartered Cloth to mouth, your bucketful of water means
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