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Skull Lender Lyrics
I just got back from 20 years of shopping
the only thing I bought was a cage
to lock up my heart inside a cynical skull that sings, "everything gets worse with age!"
how how tell me how
I want to start all over again.
I want to tell you something you don't know
but everything I know has been told.
I can loose my concentration.
I can't seem to loose control.
how how I don't know how
I want to start all over again.
I don't need ancient wisdom, dull and old.
I don't need future visions, promissory notes.
Give me something here and now that I can use, like the bang bang baby of a beat of a drum and a skull, brand new.
Come on and take me to the bank, I've gotta beg for a loan. A three year lease with the option to buy a brand new skull. Take me to the bank, I've gotta beg for a loan. Trade all the memories I hold in my head for a brand new skull.
I love to hear the pigeons purr.
I can't hear the mocking birds sing.
Give me one two three more years
to try to forget everything.
how how I don't need you how
I want to start all over again.
the only thing I bought was a cage
to lock up my heart inside a cynical skull that sings, "everything gets worse with age!"
I want to start all over again.
I want to tell you something you don't know
but everything I know has been told.
I can loose my concentration.
I can't seem to loose control.
how how I don't know how
I want to start all over again.
I don't need ancient wisdom, dull and old.
I don't need future visions, promissory notes.
Give me something here and now that I can use, like the bang bang baby of a beat of a drum and a skull, brand new.
I can't hear the mocking birds sing.
Give me one two three more years
to try to forget everything.
how how I don't need you how
I want to start all over again.
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some corrections:
to lock my heart in a cynical skull that sings, "everything gets worse with age!"
i can lose my concentration, but i cant seem to lose control.
i dont need ancient wisdom, dull and old. i dont need future visions, promissory notes. give me something here and now that i can use, like the bang bang baby of a beat of a drum and a skull, brand new.
take me to the bank, i've gotta beg for a loan. a three year lease with the option to buy a brand new skull. take me to the bank, i've gotta beg for a loan. trade all the memories i hold in my head for a brand new skull.
give me 1-2-3 more years to try to forget everything
oh and those "wooh oh whooa" are actually supposed to be the word "how"