I think I’m going home, I think I’ll live on the moon
Now all the money they squeezed from me dried up far too soon
And nobody pays a nod to what some fool did yesterday
And nobility is a needle too gladly lost in the hay
The river’s flowing, best be going
Follow where it leads
You can stand against the current, watch the mountain as it bleeds
But the
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