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Cello Concerto: Extremely intimate, yet flowing and playful - Live

de Brett Dean

I hear everbody talking wishin' I was gone
Everybody else is doin' everybody wrong
Well alright. I'm done hangin' round
I don't need no needle, and I don't need no pills
And I don't need no doctor to tell me how I feel

Alright, you can keep the bill
I been drinkin' poison and hopin' you'd fall ill
So maybe I'm an angel and maybe I'm a thief
Maybe I'm a beggar that you walk by on the street

Alright, you cut off both my wings
Sell me for a nickel the devil's gotta earn
I don't need no banker to tell me what I'm worth
It's alright. Some folks they never learn

You're eating fire and you're praying I get burnt
Papa always warned me, careful who you trust kings
They build their castles with your blood
It's alright they all just turn to dust
So, let 'em take your wallet, let 'em take your things

You got your soul, boy and that's all you need to sing
Well alright then come on take everything
Like stealin' flowers from the graves of the deceased
They're doin' nothin and takin' claim for everything
Like getting married without payin' for the ring

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