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I'm in the business of losin' your interestAnd I turn a profit each that we speakDon't you know there's a coffin buried under the gardenIt was there when got hereWill be there when we leaveAnd my house was designed to kinda look like its cryin'The eyes are the windows, the garage is the mouthSo when they mention thе sad kidIn a sad house on Balch streetyou won't have to guess who thеy speakin' aboutCome overCome overCome overCome overI'm in the process of clearin' out [?]I was takin' the wrong meds, feels good to be sadAnd my house is just barely big enough for my familyBut it feels like a fortress when the weather gets badAnd my mouth was designed for my foot to fitin it all the words they went missin'when the stock market crashedAnd the Dow Jones keeps fallin', but I promise you darlin'With the view in the morning, you won't ever go backCome overCome overCome overCome overI know that it ain't much, I know that it ain't coolOh, you don't have to tell the other kids in schoolMy devil straight gettin' richwill be the big house on the blockSomeday I'm gonna be somebody people wantI'm in the business of losin' your interestAnd I turn a profit each that we speakDon't you know there's a coffin buried under the gardenIt was there when got hereWill be there when we leave
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