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I'd like to move on down to Austin town Buy a purple house let the weeds grow out Livin on my own with my garden gnomes They'd protect my home with their devil bones I'd put a hydrant in to wash away the sin Of all my friends and we'd bathe in it Cause just like any song it's best to sing along Get the words all wrong with your lighter on There'd be a rock n' roll band that was takin' a stand And I'd give 'em a hand yeah a rock n' roll band And there's a fountain pin with words within I'd empty it yeah I'd bleed it to d**h And there's a club downtown where the sign's ripped down But they draw a crowd cause the music's loud And we'd book a show turn our amps down low Cut the microphones so you'd listen close And there's a scene I bet not written yet Where we're lyin' in bed and we count to ten Then we talk real free existentially And we wouldn't breathe cause there'd be no need And fall would come to protect us from The water guns and the summer sun Yeah life would be a symphony Of barking bees and falling trees Some folks find that a life of crime Is due to too much time in an empty mine Well I disagree I find it hard to see The hypocrisy of you and me And there's a reason why that we'll never find The other side So I'll move on down to Austin town buy a purple house, let the weeds grow out