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Once upon a time, I had a little money. | Once upon a time, I had a little money. | ||
Government burglars took it long | Government burglars took it long | ||
before I could mail it to you. | before I could mail it to you. | ||
Still, you are the only one. | Still, you are the only one. | ||
Now I can't let it slip away. | Now I can't let it slip away. | ||
So if the man with the ticker tape, | So if the man with the ticker tape, | ||
he tries to take it, | he tries to take it, | ||
well this is what I'm gonna say. | well this is what I'm gonna say. | ||
Blame it on Cain. | Blame it on Cain. | ||
Don't blame it on me. | Don't blame it on me. | ||
Oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, | Oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, | ||
but we need somebody to burn. | but we need somebody to burn. | ||
Well if I was a saint with | Well if I was a saint with | ||
a silver cup | a silver cup | ||
and the money got low | and the money got low | ||
we could always heat it up | we could always heat it up | ||
or trade it in. | or trade it in. | ||
But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse. | But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse. | ||
And then you can run down the wave band, | And then you can run down the wave band, | ||
coast to coast, hand in hand. | coast to coast, hand in hand. | ||
Bad to worse, curse for curse, | Bad to worse, curse for curse, | ||
don't be dissatisfied. | don't be dissatisfied. | ||
So you're not satisfied. | So you're not satisfied. | ||
chorus | chorus | ||
I think I've lived a little too long | I think I've lived a little too long | ||
on the outskirts of town | on the outskirts of town | ||
I think I'm going insane | I think I'm going insane | ||
from talking to myself for so long. | from talking to myself for so long. | ||
Oh but I've never been accused. | Oh but I've never been accused. | ||
When they step on your face, | When they step on your face, | ||
you wear that good look grin. | you wear that good look grin. | ||
I gotta break out one weekend | I gotta break out one weekend | ||
if I do somebody in. | if I do somebody in. | ||
But every single time | But every single time | ||
I feel a little stronger, | I feel a little stronger, | ||
they tell me it's a crime. | they tell me it's a crime. | ||
Well how much longer? | Well how much longer? | ||
chorus | chorus | ||
Revision as of 17:48, 5 May 2009
Once upon a time, I had a little money. Government burglars took it long before I could mail it to you. Still, you are the only one. Now I can't let it slip away. So if the man with the ticker tape, he tries to take it, well this is what I'm gonna say.
Blame it on Cain. Don't blame it on me. Oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, but we need somebody to burn.
Well if I was a saint with a silver cup and the money got low we could always heat it up or trade it in. But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse. And then you can run down the wave band, coast to coast, hand in hand. Bad to worse, curse for curse, don't be dissatisfied. So you're not satisfied.
chorus
I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town I think I'm going insane from talking to myself for so long. Oh but I've never been accused. When they step on your face, you wear that good look grin. I gotta break out one weekend if I do somebody in. But every single time I feel a little stronger, they tell me it's a crime. Well how much longer?
chorus
