My chest is a 36
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My overcoat is full of poison
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My trousers end six inches from the ground
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Three inches from my shoes
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Tied up with a piece of string and
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Held together with free spoon glue
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Call me eccentric man
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I don’t believe I am
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Call me an eccentric man
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But I don’t believe I am
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My bed is a four-savin chamber
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Sheets and blankets on these paper pages
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The people think I’m crazy
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But I know I’m wiser than all the saviors
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Cause I have money, they think that
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I’m a fool to them when I do but I know it’s right
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Call me eccentric man
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I don’t believe I am
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Call me an eccentric man
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But I don’t believe I am
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If ever I want to
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I could have the comfort of my country home
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But until that time
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I’m quite content to have
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Walls made of bridge stones
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A carpet of moss, a ceiling of sky
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And a brown rat for a watch dog
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Call me eccentric man
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I don’t believe I am
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Call me an eccentric man
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But I don’t believe I am
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Eccentric Man
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| Desert Sessions |
