Nothing but a mudpie Wrapped up inside with a pretty bow Nothing but a castle built On top a swamp of quicksand And inside these cardboard walls And saran wrapped windows Theres a rust pot of fool's gold That you got with your life [your guess is as good as mine]..loyalties How you taught yourself to walk like royalty Until the day you became his praise You tripped over your incumbent You wash your hair in that luca oil Then you wrap your head up with tin foil And prance around in your bathrobe Pretending you're a king
Chorus: just spinning home Sinking faster now Well you can follow your rainbows And I will follow the son now Wherever he goes It's not to far to run So I will follow the son Follow the son
Nothing but a clandar hanging on your wall It's 23 years old Nothing but a for sale sign On a house that's already sold Trying to chew through That chocolate covered barbed wire 'cause there's a mountain Of beautiful filth Waiting on the other side Chorus Clever lives end up rusty and forgotten Brilliant minds end up with false amours What I thought was so deep ended up so hallow And what I thought had meaning ended up so shallow Well you can follow your rainbows And I will follow the son now Wherever he goes It's not to far to run So I will follow the son Follow the son
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