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Found a place, nothing's ever there
I made a little space big enough to pitch a tent
A hideaway I hadn't ever gone
'Till I whacked my way under the overgrowth
I found a place, I found a place
I found a place, I whacked away
And looking back to discover my tracks
Dirty hands and light through the branches
I found myself a breathing place, got room to stand up straight
And if I wanna lay around I can
Find way to pass the time, flat down or on my side
And in a while I close my eyes
You can, you can
Come on
You can be too rich and you can be too thin
And you can take it with you wherever you go
You must talk to strangers when you visit a new park
You might ask the park ranger where you should park
You can be too rich and you can be too thin
And you can take it with you the things that you learn
- Álbum:
- Bored On The Fourth Of July The BBC Session
- If Only You Were Dead
- Rockin’ The Shell
- Hotel Sessions
- Varshons
- Miscellaneous
- Hate Your Friends
- Come On Feel The Lemonheads
- Car Button Cloth
- Lovey
- Creator
- Lick (Deluxe)
- Creator (Deluxe)
- Bored on the Fourth of July
- Hate Your Friends (Deluxe)
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 47: Juni 2009
- Off The Leash
- The Wolf of Wall Street
- It’s a Shame About Ray
- The Secret Life of Evan Dando