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ゼイ・マイト・ビー・ジャイアンツ( They Might Be Giants )
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A Self Called Nowhere
I'm sitting on the curb By the empty parking lot Of the store where they let me play the organ I'm waiting for my ride But i want to wait inside Of the store where they let me play the organ
But i'm thinking of a wooden chair In a room at the top of a stair And i'm looking down the stairwell At the vanishing dot On the map of the spot Let me take you there The dotted line Surrounding the mind Of a self called nowhere It's a thing named 'it' In a bottomless pit You can't see it there The sunken head That lies in the bed Of a self called nowhere
Standing in my yard Where they tore down the garage To make room for the torn down garage I'm looking for my car But i must have sold my car When i needed to buy an electric organ
But i'm thinking of a wooden chair もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com In a room at the top of a stair And i'm looking down the stairwell At the vanishing dot On the map of the spot Let me take you there The dotted line Surrounding the mind Of a self called nowhere It's a thing named 'it' In a bottomless pit You can't see it there The sunken head That lies in the bed Of a self called nowhere
Nowhere
The vanishing dot On the map of the spot Let me take you there The dotted line Surrounding the mind Of a self called nowhere It's a thing named 'it' In a bottomless pit You can't see it there The sunken head That lies in the bed Of a self called
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