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Linoleum

Possessions never meant anything to me

I'm not crazy

We'll that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar

And a dog named Dog who pisses on my floor

That's right, I've got a floor

So what, so what, so what?I've got a pocket full of kleenex and lint and holes

Where everything important to me

Just seems to fall right down my leg

And on to the floor

My closest friend, linoleum, linoleum

Supports my head, gives me something to believeThat's me on the beachside combing the sand

Metal meter in my hand

Sporting a pocket full of change

That's me on the street with a violin under my chin

Playing with a grin, singing gibberishThat's me on the back of the bus

That's me in the cell

That's me inside your head

That's me inside your head

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