Pink Floyd Nobody Home
I ve got a little black book with my poems in I ve got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in When I m a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on Got those swollen hand blues. Got thirteen channels of shit on the T. V. to choose from I ve got electric light And I ve got second sight I ve got amazing powers of observation And that is how I know When I try to get through On the telephone to you There ll be nobody home I ve got the obligatory He
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