Текст песни: Wondermints - Libbyland



Once again they played the pawn.

Seems the overtime`s well-spent.

Sacrifice your sunshine for the rent.

Never had the guts to question why.

Makes you want to shrivel up and die.

So every time the world`s a-stutter,

Libbyland`s a place you can call your own.

And if you find your road is cluttered,

Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.

It`s funny where their interests lie -

In God and platinum we trust,

Til you feel just like a speck of dust.

Rumor has your title up for sale,

And if you must succeed, your friends must fail.

So every time the world`s a-stutter,

Libbyland`s a place you can call your own.

And if you find your road is cluttered,

Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.

You`re in the eye of the psyclone,

Where foolish angels fear to go.

They`d never know that your revolver was set to unload.

Explode!

Slip into another world...

It`s a place you can call your own.

And if you find the world`s a gutter,

Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.

The leprechaun`s your ticket-taker,

Libbyland`s a place you can call your own.

So say goodnight, you mischief-makers -

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Once again they played the pawn.

Seems the overtime`s well-spent.

Sacrifice your sunshine for the rent.

Never had the guts to question why.

Makes you want to shrivel up and die.

So every time the world`s a-stutter,

Libbyland`s a place you can call your own.

And if you find your road is cluttered,

Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.

It`s funny where their interests lie -

In God and platinum we trust,

Til you feel just like a speck of dust.

Rumor has your title up for sale,

And if you must succeed, your friends must fail.

So every time the world`s a-stutter,

Libbyland`s a place you can call your own.

And if you find your road is cluttered,

Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.

You`re in the eye of the psyclone,

Where foolish angels fear to go.

They`d never know that your revolver was set to unload.

Explode!

Slip into another world...

It`s a place you can call your own.

And if you find the world`s a gutter,

Close your eyes and laugh yourself all the way home.

The leprechaun`s your ticket-taker,

Libbyland`s a place you can call your own.

So say goodnight, you mischief-makers -

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