Mansions - The Economist lyrics

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Mansions - The Economist lyrics

I am the economist my worst fears all came true dear all the snakes that I have met I wave white flags to you and it's a long long way to the foot of your bed it's been a long hard day and I can't ever get you alone how do I get you alone and if I go away, can I ever go back, can I ever turn back? no new knives that I can't escape 'cause I ain't living in the black I ain't living in the black, i know I could never make it alone the faucets leak, the floorboards squeak I've found my place to live woke up riding shotgun felt that daylight creeping in it's been a long hard day take me out to the back I think I lost my way but honey you got the map, I know and if I go away, can I ever go back, can I ever turn back? no new knives that I can't escape 'cause I ain't living in the black I ain't living in the black, I know I could never make it alone I just wanna be good at something i like something I might wake up for 'cause I've been sleeping so long I'm up on a stage or minimum wage scream myself hoarse and if I go away well I won't wait, no I can't wait turn around and you'll get replaced no I won't wait forever, no I won't and if I go away well i won't wait, no I can't wait turn around and you'll get replaced no I won't wait forever, no I won't and if I go away, can I ever go back, can I ever turn back? no new knives that i can't escape 'cause I ain't living in the black I ain't living in the black, I know I could never make it alone and if I go away, can I ever go back, can I ever turn back? no new knives that I can't escape 'cause I ain't living in the black I ain't living in the black, i know I could never make it alone