We've lived in bars
And danced on the tables
Hotels, trains and ships that sail
We swim with sharks
And fly with aeroplanes in the airSend in the trumpets
The marching wheelchairs
Open the blankets and give them some air
Swords and arches, bones and cement
The light and the dark of the innocence of menWe know your house so very well
And we will wake you once we've walked up all your stairsThere's nothing like living in a bottle
And nothing like ending it all for the world
We're so glad you have come back
Every living lion will lay in your lapThe kid has a homecoming! The champion, the whores!
Who's gonna play drums, guitar or organ with chorus
As far as we've walked from both of ends of the sand
Never have we caught a glimpse of this manWe know your house so very well
And we will bust down your door if you're not thereWe've lived in bars
And danced on tables
Hotels, trains and ships that sail
We swim with sharks
And fly with aeroplanes out of hereOut of here
Out of here
Out of here
Out of here
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