Bag Of Hammers
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Bag Of Hammers
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I am all in a ball
In your front yard
I have this bag of hammers
And I won't ask to come in
'Cause I have sold everything
Still I have, have got some manners
And there's a hole in your head
Spilled your thoughts on the floor
We wanted you bad
You wanted it more
The trick is
You do not get on that interstate bus
The catch is
You stay and see what becomes of us
Shake, shake, shake, shake the frame of this house
Distress the wood, make it shout
And as sharp as I sting, as sharp as I sing
It still soothes you, doesn't it?
Like a lick of ice cream
I am all in a ball
In your front yard
I have this bag of hammers
And I won't ask to come in
'Cause I have sold everything
Still I have, have got some manners
Shake, shake, shake, shake the frame of this house
Distress the wood, make it shout
And as sharp as I sting, as sharp as I sing
It still soothes you, doesn't it?
Like a lick of ice cream
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