She built her house on the sand
and oh she paid her bills
until one day, her man, he died
and a fractured clan moved in
build stairs upon stairs and rooms upon rooms
and doors that go nowhere
build stairs upon stairs and rooms upon rooms
and doors that go nowhere
singing you're not going anywhere
and your not going anywhere
and you're not going anywhere without us
singing you're not going anywhere
and your not going anywhere
and you're not going anywhere without us
She moved one ten tons of bricks
from one side of this room to the other
tremors buck the land and wind whips the endless flags
singing we are men of the C
grew blue blood off the trade
until one day each of us fell and fall we did
our hearts grew black with silk and masks from the dutch tea C
Singing there is imbalance here
and there is imbalance here
and oh we've lost our trade
she moved one ten tons of bricks
from one side of her life into another
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