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J. Roddy Walston And The Business

Go Malachi

 

Go Malachi

(álbum: Hail Mega Boys - 2007)


Little invested little gained
And it doesn't mean ya know me
If ya know my name
And I got a nine-to-five
What they call a real life
I can't recall what I'm living for
Got a kid that takes her loving
Got another in the oven
I don't think I can do it anymore
And it only feels like marriage
When we're having sex
So I hate her like a walker
Cause she just does it for the checks
Says I love you and goodnight
She's turning out the light
I'll bet she thinks she got herself another raise
By the quiet way she's breathing
I can tell that she'll be leaving
When she does when she tries to slip away
And I've been made
An intruder
And that's just my house
Yeah, just my house you're living in
And I've been
Pushed
To the outside
But that's no different from
Where I've always been
I was lost to the TV
And we never spoke again
You were lost every night
When you went out with your friends
And you never were confronted
Cause I know it's what you wanted
And I think you can just go to hell
I don't care what's in the closet
I don't care what you call it
I'm too tired to even try to yell
And you said you were in love
But it was no concern of mine
That you found yourself someone
While I was working overtime
And it helped to be amused
By the way you were being used to me
His intentions seem clear
You were seeing dollar signs
But then he found out they were mine
Within a week you were moving back in here
And I've been made
An intruder
And that's just my house
Yeah, just my house you're living in
And I've been
Pushed
To the outside
But that's no different from
Where I've always been
What will we tell the kids
I can't go on like this
All I know is
Ya gotta keep
Ya gotta keep carrying on
Go Malachi
Divorcee
Divorcah
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Divorcee
Divorcah
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Divorcee
Divorcah
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