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I'm high like I'm holyStone like the quarryAnd lifted red, white & blueBut I'm so half-mast while my pussycats sit in pewsYou're dismissedDistribute through the city nowLike ants on kitchen tileJust don't walk down the wrong groutJust don't get stomped outPunching holes in the clouds like some runner-up godCarving constellationsAnd taking donationsAnd now I'm tired...(So rest a little while, rest a little while, rest a little while, oh, rest a little while...)Look at us now, we need to calm down and rest a little while...(And now I'm gone...)With my shirttail burningSkirts move along like the globe does its turningAnd my lovely, lovely moonBut how do we take seats in thronesWhen I don't even really own that much gold?I don't even really own that much goldJust my lovely, lovely moon...Letras de canciones(We're carving constellations...)Punching holes in the clouds like some runner-up godCarving constellationsAnd taking donationsAnd now I'm gone...I'm high like I'm holyStone like the quarryAnd lifted red, white & blueI'm high like I'm holyStone like the quarryAnd lifted red, white & blueBut I'm so half-mast while my pussycats sit in pewsLook at us now, we need to calm down(And now I'm gone...)I'm high like I'm holyStone like the quarryAnd lifted red, white & blue...I'm punching holes in the cloudsLike some runner-up godCarving constellations... From Letras Mania