| It was a rooming house on venice beach
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| Nice and cheap
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| A radiator and a sagging bed
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| On which to sleep
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| I didn’t lock it
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| Who would want my cheap guitar
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| And that t-shirt in those paper bags
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| Naw, naw
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| The ancient world was in my reach
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| From my rooming house on venice beach
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| It was rough rough rough
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| With ancient rustic hippie stuff
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| It was cheap cheap cheap
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| Nowadays i hear that rents are steep
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| It was eerie, eerie, eerie
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| Followers of Watts and Leary
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| You could walk walk walk
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| To Marina Del Rey by the dock
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| Oh the ancient world was in my reach
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| From my rooming house on venice beach
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| It was a rooming house on venice beach
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| About half a block
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| To the ancient sea which I could reach
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| With half a walk
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| The ancient weird guy in his toga
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| Staff in hand
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| The ancient bearded guy doing yoga
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| On the sand
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| Oh the ancient world was in my reach
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| From my rooming house on venice beach
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| It was cheap cheap cheap
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| Nowadays I hear that rents are steep
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| It was rough rough rough
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| With ancient rustic hippie stuff
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| It was wild wild wild
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| You’re never gonna call it mild
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| Hip hip
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| I could move and not make a second trip
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| The ancient world was in my reach
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| From my rooming house on venice beach
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| It was a rooming house on venice beach
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| All screwed up
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| Half a block from the ancient drunk guys
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| Passing the cup
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| Half a block from the bearded wierd guys
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| Singing flat
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| Half a block from the wierdo wierd guys
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| Passing the hat
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| And the ancient world was in my reach
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| From my rooming house on venice beach
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| [Hook}
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| It was a rooming house on venice beach
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| Where I was
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| Half a block I love that place
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| Just because
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| Well I didn’t want it
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| Who would want my bag of crap
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| So i never locked the old screen door
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| I just let it flap
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| Oh the ancient world was in my reach
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| From my rooming house on venice beach
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| It was rough rough rough
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| With ancient rustic hippie stuff
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| It was eerie, eerie, eerie
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| Followers of watts and leary
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| It was wild and free
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| And that appealed to me
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| It was hip hip hip
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| I could move and not make a second trip
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| The ancient world was in my reach
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| From my rooming house on venice beach |