Well my friends are gone, my hair is grey
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And I ache in all the places where I used to play
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And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on
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I'm just paying my rent every day in the tower of song
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I said to Hank Williams, "how lonely does it get?"
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Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
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But I hear him coughing all night long
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A one hundred floors above me in the, in the tower of song
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Come on
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I was born like this, I had no choice
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I was born with the gift of a golden voice
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And twenty seven angels from the great beyond
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They tied me to this table right here in the tower of song
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So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
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I'm very sorry baby doesn't look like me at all
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And I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
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They don't let a woman kill you, not in the tower of song
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Come on
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Now you can say that I've grown bitter, hut of this you maybe sure
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The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
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And there's a mighty judgement coming, but I maybe wrong
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You see I hear these funny voices in the tower of song
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Now I bid you farewell I don't know when I'll be back
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They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
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But you'll be hearing from me baby long after I'm gone
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I'll be speaking to you sweetly from my window in the tower of song
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Come on
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Tower Of Song
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| Jesus and Mary Chain |
