| Scott Weiland - Lady, Your Roof Brings Me Down |
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When your roof it drags me down, tears me down
I’ve become the painted clown, I’ll paint your town
When your roof it tears me down, wears me down, you stare me down
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Lady, lady
When today, I thought there were some, but some stole away
I play, I play by your rules, I follow you anyway
When your roof, it tears me down, wears me down, I’ll be your clown
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Lady, lady
Pitchin’ and reachin’ and crawlin’ and fallin’
Pitchin’ and reachin’ and crawlin’ and fallin’
Lady, lady |
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