...Old dirty lion
It aint your life
I hear you on the ceiling
I knew you could climb...
Would turn them on to watch you
Pretend you're wild
If only they could see through
The mane and the flies...
You'll end up living
In a ghost town
Where the sun stays down
The trees weep like willows
While the stars shine
On a good day...
Old dirty lion
It aint your style
I heard you lost the meaning
It comes with the climb...
You'll end up living
In a ghost town
Where the sun stays down
The trees weep like willows
And the stars shine
On a good day...
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