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I want to find another place to live This one's become too crowded Like a can of sardines, spoiling fast Someone's breathing on the looking glass Holding up the traffic on a one way street And selling all the furniture at the swap meet Somehow I know, this ain't the way to go Everything in this life is a one man puppet show The trees are turning black with mold The cardboard box has been foreclosed So I've invested my money into real estate Since the baby boomers like to boom in late Holding up the traffic on a one way street And selling all the furniture at the swap meet Somehow I know, this ain't the way to go Everything in this life is a one man puppet show Took the sardines, and I threw 'em out Then I quit my job so I could go to sleep The repo man came, and took my box I've always wanted to sleep on rocks Holding up the traffic on a one way street Letras de cancionesAnd selling all the furniture at the swap meet Somehow I know, this ain't the way to go Everything in this life is a one man puppet show Everything is nothing Everything is nothing Everything is nothing Everything is nothing Nothing From Letras Mania