Clifton Place
I've been running up to houses screaming
"My god this is Clifton Place"
Oh I never thought I'd see the day
Where I lost my mind
And the shades of blue that roam my head
Have no goddamn excuse
For the words that they whined to me
Or what their words made me do
You don't know what's inside
You don't know what's inside
Would you care for a smoke?
You don't know what's inside
Would you care for some wine?
You don't know what's inside
Would you care for a smoke?
You don't know what's inside
"My god this is Clifton Place"
Oh I never thought I'd see the day
Where I lost my mind
And the shades of blue that roam my head
Have no goddamn excuse
For the words that they whined to me
Or what their words made me do
You don't know what's inside
You don't know what's inside
Would you care for a smoke?
You don't know what's inside
Would you care for some wine?
You don't know what's inside
Would you care for a smoke?
You don't know what's inside
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Writer(s): James Page
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