You had the idea of a home
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You knew I was homesick, not alone
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You said if you could only get through life
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without one opinion, you’d be fine
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Eating was for the very involved
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your voice were the worst of all
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Now you’re free as the ferry out of Galveston
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Eavesdropping on the competition
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You had the idea of a cave
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where no one could hear you rant and rave
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A good place for an insect
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By God, I didn’t know what to expect
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New ideas crawled in to undermine
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You gave them a piece of your mind
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To be free, you paid the ransom
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Eavesdropping on the competition
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Our competition
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I don’t mean to make fun
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I ain’t making light
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The introduction
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of a gun
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You’re more bark than bite
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The ideas turned into pacts
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There wasn’t even time to react
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I signed my name on the dotted line
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By God, it’s nobody’s fault but mine
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Fingers crossed behind
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I shoulda bought that hex potion from that guy
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Now tell me, where can I run?
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Eavesdropping on the competition
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Eavesdropping On The Competition
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| Cass McCombs |
