Текст песни They Might Be Giants - A Self Called Nowhere, слова песни They Might Be Giants

Текст песни They Might Be Giants - A Self Called Nowhere

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I`m sitting on the curbBy the empty parking lotOf the store where they let me play the organI`m waiting for my rideBut I want to wait insideOf the store where they let me play the organBut I`m thinking of a wooden chairIn a room at the top of the stairAnd I`m looking down the stairwellAt the vanishing dotOn the map of the spotlet me take you thereThe dotted lineSurrounding the mindOf a self called nowhereIt`s a thing named "it"in a bottomless pitYou can`t see it thereThe sunken headThat lies in the bedOf a self called nowhereStanding in my yardWhere they tore down the garageTo make room for the torn down garageI`m looking for my carBut I must`ve sold my carWhen I needed to buy an electric organ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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A Self Called Nowhere

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