What you don't got, I can't give to you You got calamities to go live through Just when the nickels come a jingling down You've got to use them all to
all the flowers you've arranged And the blind poet enters beheading all you roses To make up for the beauty you've regained I've waited for a chance
Oh, it's you, I love the things you do To make me blue Oh, it's true, I love the things you do To make me blue To make me blue To make me blue To make
Riches and roads bring brigands hither Riches and roads bring brigands bold Brigands deck their ears with hoops of silver Brigands [Incomprehensible]
is a play And you get no time to rehearse And you got to believe in something Cause it's lonely universe You got to believe in something
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hanging in the night The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain Leaving town and mumbling something
Riches and roads bring brigands hither Riches and roads bring brigands bold Brigands deck their ears with hoops of silver Brigands diz' their ears with
you bring her round Don't you bring her round She's a taker, not a giver And I can't believe you're still with her She would've sold you down the river
is my house if you don't like it Just get outa Get outa Get outa Get out! This is my house you know that's final It's made of plastic, magnetic tape and vinyl You
say it on a bet You know it's true Though you haven't heard it yet They're playing it for keeps Like pieces on a board You know it's true Though you haven
There she goes, on down the beach Just like the moon, she's out of reach Losing my mind, already lost my girl Blew the top right off my pretty world
She don't hold my horses the way you do She's not you She's not you No matter what she do (She's not you) I love her too But she's not you Diamonds
What you don't got I can't give to you You got calamities to live through Just when the nickels come a jingling down You've got to use them all to get
way, I like it That's the way, I like it When you take me by the hand, Tell me I'm your lovin man When you give me all your love and do the best, The very best you
And they're smoking all The flowers you've arranged And the blind poet enters Beheading all you roses To make up for the beauty You've regained I've
you And you got to believe in something I want to tell you Cause it's lonely universe I want to tell you You got to believe in something
Oh, it's you, I love the things you do To make me blue Oh, it's true, I love the things you do To make me blue To make me blue Oh, to make me blue Oh