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Muse in the Morning
Aug 05 2009
But, I got a smile For everyone I meet Long as you don’t try dragging my bay Or dropping a bomb on the street
Come on baby Get in the road Come on now In the middle of the road, yeah
In the middle of the road You see the darndest things. Like fat cats driving around in jeeps through the city Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits
Past corrugated tin shacks holed up with kids and Man I don’t mean a Hampstead nursery But when you own a big chunk of the bloody third world The babies just come with the scenery
In the middle of the road Is my private cul de sac I can’t get from the cab to the curb Without some little jerk on my back
Don’t harass me kid Can’t you tell I’m going home, I’m tired as hell I’m not the cat I used to be I’ve got a kid, I’m thirty-three baby
Get in the road Come on now In the middle of the road
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