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I am all in a ball In your front yard I have this bag of hammers And I won't ask to come in 'Cause I have sold everything Still I have, have got some manners And there's a hole in your head Spilled your thoughts on the floor We wanted you bad You wanted it more The trick is You do not get on that interstate bus The catch is You stay and see what becomes of us Shake, shake, shake, shake the frame of this house Distress the wood, make it shout And as sharp as I sting, as sharp as I sing It still soothes you, doesn't it? Like a lick of ice cream I am all in a ball In your front yard I have this bag of hammers And I won't ask to come in Letras de canciones'Cause I have sold everything Still I have, have got some manners Shake, shake, shake, shake the frame of this house Distress the wood, make it shout And as sharp as I sting, as sharp as I sing It still soothes you, doesn't it? Like a lick of ice cream From Letras Mania