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The monkey's organ grinder, isn't grinding anymore
And I can't shake the feeling that I've seen this dream before
Fucking up and then falling down but it punts me to the door
And I can't see the ceiling 'cause I'm faced down on the floor

Tears are what you want
Tears are what you got

There must be an answer to the question I don't know
It's too close to midnight and there has to be no show
Breaking up and then falling down and my heart beats much too slow
Best notify the other brother, there's no place to go

Tears are what you want
Tears are what you got

Vegetable, mineral
Animal, I don't know
What you want, what you need
I've become recently deceased

A recently deceased
A recently deceased
A recently deceased
A House of Blues blue
A cocaine and disabled

J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D
J-A-M-C-O-D



Credits
Writer(s): James Mcleish Reid, William Adam Reid
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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