| I live in a box. |
| I live on a one way street, but I don’t mind.
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| 'Cause I live alone. |
| Nobody has to share my home.
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| And if I could choose I might pick a bigger box
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| But that’s all I’d change, until I get a credit card
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| My home on the range is underneath my black hat
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| Until I wake up I will not be watching you so you should not be watching me
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| I’ve got what I need. |
| I’ve got a car that doesn’t work.
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| I’ve got blood to bleed. |
| I’ve got a bar of soap. |
| I’ve got shampoo too
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| So I look like me but I smell like you.
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| I won the Nobel Prize. |
| I made a thinner dime.
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| You know I’ll get my act together when I find the time
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| But right now I think that living is a place to lie down.
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| You see I rule the dirt, so I’m the king of this town.
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| I live in the dark. |
| I live in the silence, and I can say
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| That I see and hear how much more than the average bear
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| And if I could choose I might pick a darker void
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| But that’s all I’d change, until I get a bigger club
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| My home on the range is somewhere in the closet,
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| Until I wake up.
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| I will not be watching you so you should not be watching me So here’s what we’ve got. |
| You tell me what I am.
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| I’ll tell you what I am not. |
| You tell me what I’m not.
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| I’ll tell you what I am. |
| We’ll both scratch our heads
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| Like we give a damn. |
| Please tell me who comes out ahead
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| Was it me or you? |
| Was it me or you? |
| (probably you)
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| I live in my skull. |
| I’m under my eyelids. |
| You can’t touch me.
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| 'Cause I’m fast asleep. |
| You wouldn’t like the friends I keep.
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| And I could choose I might pick a larger head
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| But that’s all I’d change, until I get a safe way out.
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| My home on the range is right behind my eyeballs.
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| And don’t you dare wake me up. |