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Piece Of Dirt
Piece of dirt, that is all I'm standing on today Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away I would climb the highest mountain just to jump into a fountain Or to fly, I'd fly away A woman's voice on the radio can convince you you're in love A woman's voice on the telephone can convince you you're alone But I set my sails so long ago they've revoked my sailor's badge Said I should be content and happy on this ink spot where I stand Piece of dirt, that is all I'm standing on today Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away I find myself haunted by a spooky man named me I wish that I could jump out of my skin These lyrics are copyrighted material, and its use has not been specifically authorized by the copyright owner. I have set this up as an archive for not-for-profit use, which I consider "fair use" under Title 17, Chapter 1, Section 107 of the US Copyright Law. No one is allowed to use any information on this site for any reason other than private study, scholarship, or research without permission of the copyright holder. As a consequence, any commercial use of this material is prohibited. If the copyright owner deems this site a violation of fair use, the infringing material will be taken down immediately, no questions asked. (Please contact me at webmaster@davidkjones.net in that event.) Furthermore, you can't really experience this work by just reading the lyrics. Buy the albums, if you don't have them already. |
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