Better Left For The Poorer Right Songtext

Lupen Crook

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Better Left For The Poorer Right Songtext
I pull apart the present
I climb inside the box
You may well think I'm playing
I assure you that I'm not

Is it silly or serious?
Or better left alone?
It might sound mysterious
But it's better alon
There are monsters in the skies
Burning unfamiliars
Of quite what I can't decide
But give me a minute

Just give me a minute

Where are the men? The men?
All the men got diseases
The women have got their machines . . . it's easy peasy

The devil you know is just as scared as you

There are monsters in the skies
Creeping and crawling
And quite what I can't decide
But give me a minute

Just give me a minute
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