I'LL MOVE ON
I'll start a revolution here in my chair
I am as bare as a babe
Don't even come up for air
I find you fancy but you don't give enough
And when I ask you for more
You tell me I'm unfair
Don't deny me
I'll move on
I am a drummer and I drum with my head
I said it; boom, boom, boom
And now I'll go and play dead
You've no idea just how they put it all up
But when I try to explain
I don't see no one there
Keep denying me
I'll move on
Lovely Eleanor Bronze
She's twice as tall
She knows all the songs
And there's a fresh one sitting here smiling
So why are we crawling?
When we could be flying, flying...
-Guitar bit...
It isn't anything I have to know
I just feel the beat
And let it all go
Four in the morning
I'm hearing the whistle blow
For me and you
And you
And you, you, you
I am the Sheriff and I don't even look
I'm hearing every sound
And put it right in my book
You won't believe me so I don't bother there
A little help from my friends and I'm halfway there
Don't deny me
I'll move on
No problem, you can say goodbye to me
I'll move on
Said my "Hail Marys" and my "Ida Marias"
I'll move on
I'll move on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on...
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