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Well my friends are gone, my hair is grey
and i ache in all the places where i used to play
and iand'm crazy for love, but iand'm not coming on
iand'm just paying my rent every day in the tower of song
I said to hank williams, andquot;how lonely does it get?andquot;
hank williams hasnand't answered yet
but i hear him coughing all night long
a one hundred floors above me in the, in the tower of song
Come on
I was born like this, i had no choice
i was born with the gift of a golden voice
and twenty seven angels from the great beyond
they tied me to this table right here in the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
iand'm very sorry baby doesnand't look like me at all
and iand'm standing by the window where the light is strong
they donand't let a woman kill you, not in the tower of song
Come on
Now you can say that iand've grown bitter, hut of this you maybe sure
the rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
and thereand's a mighty judgement coming, but i maybe wrong
you see i hear these funny voices in the tower of song
Now i bid you farewell i donand't know when iand'll be back
theyand're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
but youand'll be hearing from me baby long after iand'm gone
iand'll be speaking to you sweetly from my window in the tower of song
Come on
Jesus and Mary Chain
Tower Of Song
Tower Of Song
Well my friends are gone, my hair is grey
and i ache in all the places where i used to play
and iand'm crazy for love, but iand'm not coming on
iand'm just paying my rent every day in the tower of song
I said to hank williams, andquot;how lonely does it get?andquot;
hank williams hasnand't answered yet
but i hear him coughing all night long
a one hundred floors above me in the, in the tower of song
Come on
I was born like this, i had no choice
i was born with the gift of a golden voice
and twenty seven angels from the great beyond
they tied me to this table right here in the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
iand'm very sorry baby doesnand't look like me at all
and iand'm standing by the window where the light is strong
they donand't let a woman kill you, not in the tower of song
Come on
Now you can say that iand've grown bitter, hut of this you maybe sure
the rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
and thereand's a mighty judgement coming, but i maybe wrong
you see i hear these funny voices in the tower of song
Now i bid you farewell i donand't know when iand'll be back
theyand're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
but youand'll be hearing from me baby long after iand'm gone
iand'll be speaking to you sweetly from my window in the tower of song
Come on
