The higher that the monkey can climb The more he shows his tail Call no man happy 'till he dies There's no milk at the bottom of the pail
God builds a church The devil builds a chapel Like the thistles that are growing 'Round the trunk of a tree
All the good in the world You can put inside a thimble And still have room for you and me
If there's one thing you can say about mankind There's nothing kind about man You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again
Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world
The higher that the monkey can climb The more he shows his tail Call no man happy 'till he dies There's no milk at the bottom of the pail
God tempers all the ruins for the new shorn lands The devil knows the Bible like the back of his hand All the good in the world You can put inside a thimble And still have room for you and me
If there's one thing you can say about mankind There's nothing kind about man You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again
For want of a bird The sky was lost For want of a nail A shoe was lost For want of a life A knife was lost For want of a toy A child was lost
And misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row! Everybody row! Misery's the river of the world
Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row! Everybody row! Everybody row! Everybody row!
Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row! Everybody row! Everybody row! Everybody row! Everybody row!
Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Misery's the river of the world Everybody row! Everybody row! Everybody row!
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Tom Waits
The more he shows his tail
Call no man happy 'till he dies
There's no milk at the bottom of the pail
The devil builds a chapel
Like the thistles that are growing
'Round the trunk of a tree
You can put inside a thimble
And still have room for you and me
There's nothing kind about man
You can drive out nature with a pitch fork
But it always comes roaring back again
Misery's the river of the world
Misery's the river of the world
The more he shows his tail
Call no man happy 'till he dies
There's no milk at the bottom of the pail
The devil knows the Bible like the back of his hand
All the good in the world
You can put inside a thimble
And still have room for you and me
There's nothing kind about man
You can drive out nature with a pitch fork
But it always comes roaring back again
The sky was lost
For want of a nail
A shoe was lost
For want of a life
A knife was lost
For want of a toy
A child was lost
Misery's the river of the world
Everybody row! Everybody row!
Misery's the river of the world
Misery's the river of the world
Everybody row! Everybody row!
Everybody row! Everybody row!
Misery's the river of the world
Everybody row! Everybody row!
Everybody row! Everybody row!
Everybody row!
Misery's the river of the world
Misery's the river of the world
Misery's the river of the world
Everybody row! Everybody row!
Everybody row!
https://youtu.be/LXrV9mBM7Pk
tomorrow if that works.
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=chantays+pipeline+youtube&view=detail&mid=E40DA9EDFF5E44CB9BFFE40DA9EDFF5E44CB9BFF&FORM=VIRE
Free Apple music sub ran out yesterday and I ain't renewing.
First time in a long time
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