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I sit here alone
I sit here alone
I stare at the walls
Stare at the walls
I stare at the walls
I stare at the walls
You should′t be out on your own
Oh no, not with a condition like that
No sir, constant care
A condition like that, a condition so rare
A penny for the guy, a penny for your thoughts
One a penny, two a penny in your pocket
Who can tell, the street's jagged eye
Wild Man Fisher got nothing on me
I sit by the water
I sit by the water
I watch it go by
Watching the sky
Clouds going by
I′m watching the sky
I left my luggage at the station
I did not know how to say goodbye
I walked away from all the fury
And the madness and the fury
And the madness and the fury
And the madness, ah
I smile to myself
I smile to myself
You are on the blind side, I am on the other side
Now I am on the outside looking for another side
Upside down side, I am still lucid
I may be crazy, but I am not stupid
Try to get out, the parking lot's full
No matter, no matter, what's a man gonna do
One, two, buckle my shoe
Zip my lip, zip my lip
Zip my lip, zip my lip
Zip my lip
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Writer(s): Steven J. Morse, Ian Gillan, Jon Lord, Ian Paice, Roger Glover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
