a-brak and broken souvenirs Christmas lights and covered wagons Paper kites and Chinese dragons Mingle in the shadows of the years Attic toys in great
Watching Your Walls, Your Cracks And Your Flaws They Are All Beauty Marks As Far As I See One Drainpipe Is Loose, Like A Tile On Your Roof But Your Heart
Burn the yard. Set off the grass at one throw. The flames damp and slow. Fell the trees. Grind it all down to the pulp. The hot dirt smoke. Or stare
In the attic Toys, toys, toys In the attic Toys, toys, toys In the attic Toys, toys, toys In the attic Toys, toys, toys In the attic Toys, toys, toys
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Got me the strangest woman Believe it, this chick's no cinch I tried to get her goin' I wanna whip out my big ten inch Record of the band that plays
There is someone in the attic Building a strange machine Never really seen him But I think he works all day Blinded by the world outside I stay inside
Would you have hidden me in your attic? That's the question I'd like to know Would you have climbed up to serve me dinner? Well, I hope so When the jack
in shackles I've remained longing to be unrestrained Time and hate will strengthen me - soon I will be free! Chained in the attic! Why am I chained in the attic
s a dream Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Light voices scream
I'm tired of singing trouble to keep myself alone Somebody come and help me, Lord to carry a heavy load I'm tired of singing trouble to keep myself alone
You're funny and you don't know why You're funny and you can't even cry You're funny and you don't know why You're funny and you don't even try 'Cause
I see your money on the floor I felt the pocket change Though all the feelings that broke through that door Just didn't seem to be too real The yard
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached He's not to be reached Called the fool and the company On his own where he'd rather be Where he ought to be