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The Devil Makes Three - Sweeping lyrics
Red carpet crying baby blue Nothing that crosses your lips is true You’ll be philosophizing, or criticizing Until your face turns blue And while you’re sitting in your ivory tower high All those diggers in those ditches just wither and die Drinking up all those sweet tears that you cried Cause you know its’ getting so damn dry outside While you’re sitting inside with your feet up by the fire We’ll be sweeping I will be sweeping The steps of your empire Yeah we’ll be sweeping I’ll be sweeping The steps of your empire Think about your hands, how they’ll never hammer nails And how you’ll never spend a night inside that Arco jail How you’ll never feel the fallin’ of the rain on the hill Your skin will forever grow so pale And it ain’t like there’s a master or a slave No there isn’t anyway that you could ever behave Aint’ like you’re gonna recognize on some beautiful day No, you just got to pay all those debts that you made While you’re sitting inside thinking Who started the fire We’ll be sweeping I will be sweeping The steps of your empire Yeah we’ll be sweeping I will be sweeping The steps of your empire We’ll be sweeping I will be sweeping The steps of your empire Yeah we’ll be sweeping I will be sweeping |
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