In This Home On Ice
Blue, you radiant blue
I don't know how you can stand next to me
You, you talk like a noose and only confuse my perplexity
Now that I'm so sad and not quite right, I could dance all night
I could dance all night
Shake your rattlesnake skin and become a part of society
Wait on down the highway to see how far I'll come a-run-a-run-run-running
All that we had salvaged from the fire was a waste of time
What a waste of time
Should I trust all the rust that's on TV?
(Should I trust all the rust that's on TV?)
I guess with some distaste, I disagree
(With some distaste, I disagree)
With quite a fashionable dispassion for the dispossessed under-stressed
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
And I don't care if you don't like it or just don't see
Now that we fattened the cow and set out to plow unknown enemies
"Wow!", shouts the startled crowd
"How now did you see what I did see?"
The ravaged cabbage drifts on dark red skies, and it looks so nice
Gee, it looks so nice
Shout, just let it on out
Confusion becomes a philosophy
Down, we're reaching the town where we don't have to stand around and look over our shoulders
Hell, I never knew was what we made it
Let's just take it slow in this home on ice
In this home on ice
In this home on ice
In this home on ice
I don't know how you can stand next to me
You, you talk like a noose and only confuse my perplexity
Now that I'm so sad and not quite right, I could dance all night
I could dance all night
Shake your rattlesnake skin and become a part of society
Wait on down the highway to see how far I'll come a-run-a-run-run-running
All that we had salvaged from the fire was a waste of time
What a waste of time
Should I trust all the rust that's on TV?
(Should I trust all the rust that's on TV?)
I guess with some distaste, I disagree
(With some distaste, I disagree)
With quite a fashionable dispassion for the dispossessed under-stressed
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
And I don't care if you don't like it or just don't see
Now that we fattened the cow and set out to plow unknown enemies
"Wow!", shouts the startled crowd
"How now did you see what I did see?"
The ravaged cabbage drifts on dark red skies, and it looks so nice
Gee, it looks so nice
Shout, just let it on out
Confusion becomes a philosophy
Down, we're reaching the town where we don't have to stand around and look over our shoulders
Hell, I never knew was what we made it
Let's just take it slow in this home on ice
In this home on ice
In this home on ice
In this home on ice
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander John Ounsworth, Tyler W. Sargent, Lee C. Sargent, Sean Michael Greenhalgh, Robert Guertin
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