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Nellie McKay

Dispossessed

 

Dispossessed

(album: Home Sweet Mobile Home - 2010)


I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yes, yes)

I'm gonna go downtown tomorrow
And ship your spirit yonder
I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my mind
(From my mind)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, demon kind
(Oh, yeah)

And while you're crying out to Benji
(Whoo)
I'm gonna desecrate your memory
I'm gonna exorcise your spirit from my mind

Oh, you got me by the bay
(By the bay)
And you got me by the river
(Day by day)
And I'm feeling like a hotdog in a military bog
And I cannot find my way through the fog

And you got me on the run
(On the run)
And I cannot beg differ
(In a gun)
And I'm feeling like cool cat with a cavalry hat
And I cannot find my crack in the glass

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yeah, yeah)

I'm gonna go downtown tomorrow
And ship your spirit yonder
I'm gonna exorcise your spirit from my soul

And you got me by the bay
(By the bay)
And you got me by the river
(Day by day)
And I'm feeling like a hotdog in a military bog
And I cannot find my way through the fog

And you got me on the run
(On the run)
And I cannot beg to differ
(In a gun)
And I'm feeling like cool cat who needs a cavalry hat
And I cannot find my crack in the glass

And the whistle blows ooh-wee
Take me 'way from here ooh-wee-woo
Ooh-wee, have to stray from here
Keep on keeping on

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yes, yes)

And may your pots come like a copper
'Cause you intoxicate me pauper
I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yeah, yeah)

I'm gonna go downtown tomorrow
And ship your spirit yonder
I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul

Yes, yes
Oh, yes
Yeah, yeah
Ah, ha
Ooh
...

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