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Once upon a time, I had a little money. | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Blame It On Cain}}</noinclude> | ||
Once upon a time, I had a little money.<br> | |||
Government burglars took it long | Government burglars took it long<br> | ||
before I could mail it to you.<br> | |||
before I could mail it to you. | Still, you are the only one.<br> | ||
Now I can't let it slip away.<br> | |||
Still, you are the only one. | So if the man with the ticker tape,<br> | ||
he tries to take it,<br> | |||
Now I can't let it slip away. | well this is what I'm gonna say.<br> | ||
<br> | |||
So if the man with the ticker tape, | Blame it on Cain.<br> | ||
Don't blame it on me.<br> | |||
he tries to take it, | Oh, oh, it's nobody's fault,<br> | ||
but we need somebody to burn.<br> | |||
well this is what I'm gonna say. | <br> | ||
Well if I was a saint with<br> | |||
a silver cup<br> | |||
and the money got low<br> | |||
Blame it on Cain. | we could always heat it up<br> | ||
or trade it in.<br> | |||
Don't blame it on me. | But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse.<br> | ||
And then you can run down the wave band,<br> | |||
Oh, oh, it's nobody's fault, | coast to coast, hand in hand.<br> | ||
Bad to worse, curse for curse,<br> | |||
but we need somebody to burn. | don't be dissatisfied.<br> | ||
So you're not satisfied.<br> | |||
<br> | |||
''(Chorus)<br> | |||
Well if I was a saint with | <br> | ||
I think I've lived a little too long<br> | |||
a silver cup | on the outskirts of town<br> | ||
I think I'm going insane<br> | |||
and the money got low | from talking to myself for so long.<br> | ||
Oh but I've never been accused.<br> | |||
we could always heat it up | When they step on your face,<br> | ||
you wear that good look grin.<br> | |||
or trade it in. | I gotta break out one weekend<br> | ||
if I do somebody in.<br> | |||
But then the radio that heaven will be wired to your purse. | But every single time<br> | ||
I feel a little stronger,<br> | |||
And then you can run down the wave band, | they tell me it's a crime.<br> | ||
Well how much longer?<br> | |||
coast to coast, hand in hand. | <br> | ||
''(Chorus)<br> | |||
Bad to worse, curse for curse, | |||
don't be dissatisfied. | |||
So you're not satisfied. | |||
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? | |||
Revision as of 17:51, 5 May 2009
Blame It On Cain
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)