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Close your eyes, and go to work If it's an honest life how come I feel like furniture and your charms won't let me forget It's a happy life, I've been assured of that By the Wall Street coronary debt and its welcome mat and the man who mistakes his wife for a hat It's the life I live (live the life you must) Must be more I know (live the life that I) I tried to forget, tired and happy life, tired and happy life, tired and happy life I dance with you, but i'm in the way I trip over myself but I seem displaced In a vast base behind a giant's smile So close your eyes, and go to work If it's an honest life how come I feel like furniture and your charms won't let me forget it's a happy life Aus Songtexte Mania