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to the carnival is what she said
Your house is on the fire your children all alone, across the stripes of a full moon s head, your house is on the fire your children all alone
to the carnival is what she said
i m in the corner in the pouring rain
I m in the corner in the pouring rain, stazybo horn and a slingerland ride
2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest, fly away home
Bloody fingers on a purple knife, i m on the lawn with somebody else s wife, edna million in a drop dead suit
16 men on a deadman s chest, dutch pink on a downtown train, your house is on the fire your children all alone
bloody fingers on a purple knife
Come admire the view from up on top of the mast, stazybo horn and a slingerland ride, 16 men on a deadman s chest
A flamingo drinking from a coctail glass, fly away home, your house is on the fire your children all alone
yellow sheets in a hong kong bed
Fly away home, hey little bird, bloody fingers on a purple knife
To the carnival is what she said, across the stripes of a full moon s head, come admire the view from up on top of the mast
Hey little bird, come admire the view from up on top of the mast
Fly away home, and i ve been drinking from a broken cup, your house is on the fire your children all alone
Hey little bird, your house is on the fire your children all alone, two dollar pistol but the gun won t shoot
Two dollar pistol but the gun won t shoot, your house is on the fire your children all alone
And i ve been stepping on the devil s tail, i m full of bourbon i can t stand up, two dollar pistol but the gun won t shoot
Through the bars of a cuban jail, through the bars of a cuban jail, stazybo horn and a slingerland ride
16 men on a deadman s chest, i m in the corner in the pouring rain
I m on the lawn with somebody else s wife, two dollar pistol but the gun won t shoot Of, i m in the corner in the pouring rain
And i ve been drinking from a broken cup, come admire the view from up on top of the mast, bloody fingers on a purple knife
To the carnival is what she said, to the carnival is what she said, i m on the lawn with somebody else s wife
2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest, and i ve been drinking from a broken cup, a hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Through the bars of a cuban jail, two dollar pistol but the gun won t shoot
Your house is on the fire your children all alone, i m full of bourbon i can t stand up
A flamingo drinking from a coctail glass, 2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest Hammond, fly away home
Yellow sheets in a hong kong bed, and i ve been drinking from a broken cup
across the stripes of a full moon s head
