| I’ve flown the house of freezing, the house of freezing steel
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| And though my body’s back I know it can’t be real
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| 'Cause I’ve been on that house without a guiding wheel
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| The house of freezing steel
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| Oh where’s it going, picked me up at seven
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| When my eyes were weak from the light of the morning
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| Oh sister won’t you tell me what a man might want to know
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| This madness is fine, yes if you’re mad at the time
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| Back on the house of freezing, the house of freezing steel
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| The tied my body up, I’m forced to eat my meal
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| A cold plate of lamb and cold potatoes too
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| Now what’s a soul to do
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| Oh Lord above, brother won’t you tell me
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| Is this a Eucharistic dove
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| 'Cause I’ve been waiting for the right one to appear
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| But I’ve seen it in your face, and baby this ain’t the place
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| Up on the house of freezing, the house of freezing steel
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| I made my mind up then to get me to the wheel
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| I made the cabin door, the pilot turned around
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| He said we’re Venus bound
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| Oh please take me home
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| After all I’m only human and the earth is where I belong
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| I must have looked pitiful to this freak without a face
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| 'Cause as he touched my head I saw myself back in bed
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| I’ve flown the house of freezing, the house of freezing steel
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| And though my body’s back I know it can’t be real
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| 'Cause I’ve been on that house without a guiding wheel
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| The house of freezing steel
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| I’ve been on the house of freezing, the house of freezing steel |