| Get down off my rooftop, get down off my
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| Get down off my rooftop, get down off my
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| Get down off my, get down off my
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| Get down off my rooftop, get down off my
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| Man, I ain’t got no plans of staying grounded (nope)
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| Fuck the ground it’s overrated pal I hate it down there (woah)
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| I’m off my face and I look strange without it
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| Cigarette butts in my beer, but I could just drink around 'em
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| Up here we turn the music crazy loud and wake the township
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| Make the bass lower than the value of every place around us
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| We used to have milk crates, now that I’m making thousands
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| I just wait for hard rubbish week, scout it and take the couches
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| So flip the cushions, I wish you wouldn’t complain about it
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| The kitchens all full of dishes, look it’s the way we found it
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| We changed houses after I made the album
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| I played it down but the mansion was the eighth house that I have been kicked
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| out of
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| But look up on my roof and see me star gazin'
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| I’m Carl Sagan, I’m half baked, I’m stark naked
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| Is there acid in this glass cause I can hardly taste
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| And half my face is melted off like a Salvador Dali painting
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| We’re just the definition of a weird bunch
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| Just um… staring off into the distance
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| Mix drugs, but mix 'em up so bad we don’t know which ones
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| We just done, those hooligans getting loose on their roof again
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| I’ve been up on this rooftop
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| I’ve been up on this roof for so long
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| So long but I don’t miss the ground
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| Don’t tell me to come down, don’t tell me to come down
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| I forgot what it looks like
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| No, I just wanna stay up, yeah, I just wanna stay up
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| I wonder when I will come down
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| Them hooligans gettin' loose up on that roof again
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| Yo, knock knock it’s your neighbour, yeah the rowdy one
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| How’s it goin'? |
| Sorry that my dog ripped your flowers up
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| I know it’s after twelve o’clock but they just cut my power off
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| So can we run this cord through your window for about a month?
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| (Come on man) Man, that was fucking cold
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| I can’t believe they called the cops, could’ve just said no
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| They musta noticed we cut off most of their garden hose
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| And I supposed they figured why their Internet was running slow (why?)
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| And Foxtel cut the cable off
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| Now I have to go and watch the same as what the neighbours watch
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| Looking through their window, eating chips on the nature strip
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| Make 'em trip cause I brought my own remote to change it with
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| (This show sucks!) And no one’s payed it yet
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| Late at night looking like a bunch of satanists (Hell Boy)
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| Candles in the dark like we’re doing seances
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| But we just raise em up pour the spirits into paper cups
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| I’ve been up on this rooftop
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| No, I just wanna stay up, yeah I just wanna stay up
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| So long, but I don’t miss the ground
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| Don’t tell me to come down, tell me to come down
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| I forgot what it looks like
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| Yeah I just wanna stay up, yeah I just wanna stay up
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| I wonder when I will come down
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| Them hooligans getting loose up on that roof again
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| Get down off my rooftop, get down off my
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| Get down off my rooftop, get down off my
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| Get down off my, get down off my
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| Get down off my rooftop, get down off my
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| Get down off my rooftop, get down off
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| I ain’t comin' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 1969 , by - Seth Sentry. Song from the album Strange New Past, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп