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Nail gun in my hand, a part fallin' to the ground

I take a look around, theres no other choice

I’m done here, for the good house

Of photos of talkers

The walls are fallin' in

Go!

I’m done here, I’m done here

I’m done here

I’m lookin' in the fridge, a Kelvinator

Lemonade and custard, tomato sauce and mustard

And the dogs are yappin'

And the phone started ringin'

But I’m still holdin' the nail gun I’m holdin'

Go!

I’m done here, I’m done here

I’m done here, I’m done

The Hills Hoist, is singin' my name

The Hills Hoist is singin' my name

I’m lookin', bangin' the house, and it looks like a corpse like me

And I think when did this happen? When did I make this decision?

I’m tired, the house is fucked, and I’m fucked

Guess I’ve had a pretty good run

That’s what they’ll say anyway

The Hills Hoist is singin' my name

The Hills Hoist is singin' my name

The Hills Hoist is singin' my name

The Hills Hoist is singin' to me

It’s all right

It’s all right

It’s all right

It’s all right

Yeah, It’s all right

It’s all right

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