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Bell rings, throw books at the door
Bell rings, drop cups on the floor
That’s where he lives and never gives
In the house that faded out
So many candles burn through the night
So many candles and still no light
That’s where he lives and never gives
In the house that faded out
They’re having a party
A political party
And they’re praying for mercy
But they won’t pay the bill
Heart aching through the night
So many hearts aching for a fight
Bell rings and the people shout
In the house that faded out
Braking in the new recruits
Pattern formed brings forth its fruits
Bell rings and the people shout
In the house that faded out
They’re having a party
A political party
And they’re praying for mercy
But they won’t pay the bill
(There’s no understanding if you don’t pay the bill)
So many candles burn through the night
So many candles and still no light
That’s where he lives and never gives
In the house that faded out
The place where the hip people meet is
Sixteen Infinity Street
Look for me and you’ll find me out
In the house that faded out
Because they’re having a party
A political party
And they’re praying for mercy
But they won’t pay the bill
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