This house is a hotel, I won't stay long I'd rather be at church Unless the holy water works, I won't come around anymore Set fire to your worries Let fear burn to the ground When the storms are rolling in and you're Filled up to the brim, they won't come around anymore Baby ain't that how the big boys roll Ain't no other man gonna save my soul Let the rain come down, the flowers will grow And you won't come around anymore Stand in the ocean, let light in your heart The tide is getting low, and the wind's not gonna blow If you don't come around anymore Baby ain't that how the big boys roll Ain't no other man gonna take my soul Let the rain come down, the flowers will grow And you won't come around anymore It's not at all good but it ain't that bad
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