Arthur Lee

A House Is Not a Motel
At my house I've got no shacklesYou can come and look if you want toIn the halls you'll see the mantlesWhere the light shines dim all around youAnd the streets are paved with gold and ifSomeone asks you, you can call my nameYou are just a thought that someoneSomewhere somehow feels you should be hereAnd it's so for real to touchTo smell, to feel, to know where you are hereAnd the streets are paved with gold and ifSomeone asks you, you can call my nameYou can call my nameI hear you calling my name yeah all right nowBy the time that I'm through singingThe bells from the schools of walls will be ringingMore confusions, blood transfusionsThe news today will be the movies for tomorrowAnd the water's turned to blood, and ifYou don't think soSongtexteGo turn on your tubAnd it it's mixed with mudYou'll see it turn to grayAnd you can call my nameI hear you call my name
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"A House Is Not a Motel" as written by Arthur Lee
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