There's one man left to thank Built it with his hands One man left to thank He didn't need to carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something And there's plan A
Take a seat A Watch them play Keep a receipt Sharpen up and carve them into something
Carve it into something Carve `em into something new Tell me what it is that you see And your singing one two three
With your stolen eyes Open up my eyes My twin he tends to be me He walks abroad While i soak and shake alone at home
He like the broads .Smash stones I don't need no bit of faith Need no human race Though i read every review No ones got a fucking clue And well new york sold your souls And brought new shoes That you never choose. Like to . And if you come from no where You'll end up straight back there
You may as well Carve carve carve it into something new Carve it into something
Carve it into something new.
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