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Nellie McKay

There You Are In Me

 

There You Are In Me

(album: Pretty Little Head - 2006)


Every single thing will only bring another sad solution
Every single hurt will only curse another substitution
Everyone you meet secures a wretched seat within your memory
Wipe their filthy feet upon the yearning of your soul
There you are in me

No one ever loved me
Not at school and home was so sadistic
I don't wanna be another fool another sad statistic
Everyone you know secures a wretched glow within your memory
Wipe their filthy toes upon the yearning of your mind
There you are in me

Mother, mother why you tear away
Counting up the stars like any other
Brother, brother can you hear me say
Not that far I've just gone undercover

Selfish, stupid, so self-serious
Balderdash, I got no money
Selfish, stupid, so delirious
Leave me 'nuff alone

Uptight, upright, long nights, furious
Darwin asked "You Got The Money?"
Big cry, big guy, fish eye curious
Can this be my home?

Everyone you tell secures a wretched hell within your memory
Wipe their filthy smell upon the yearning of your mind
There you are in me

Mother, mother why you tear away
Counting up the stars like any other
Brother, brother can you hear me say
Not that far I've just gone undercover

Dumbass, smartass, so self serious
What disgrace I got no money
Well read, dope-ed, so delirious
Leave me 'nuff alone

Frothing, coughing, so ridiculous
Face to face, "You got the money?"
Upset, inbred white trash glorious
Can this be my home

Everyone you touch secures a wretched crutch within your memory
Wipe their filthy mush upon the yearning of your soul
There you are in me

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