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There's a house at the end of my street
secret window with broken glass
no black cats, no postman, no rasta selling weed
there's nothing coming near this house
but everyday I'm seeing black car
coming down near this old, closed door
And I'd like to be a homeless man
who could enter there without a hope
cause there's a room, secret chamber
noone cares that clock has stoped two years ago
in the middle of November
the big moon lights white bones like a snow
And one day I'v got drunk with mirror
so the braveness kicked into my head
I came out and started to knocking on these door
door has opened, so I've made a step
And I saw a thousand, milions
bilions white and shiny bones
and a man dressed like a doctor
taking care of skeletons
One was sitting with a full glass
an another played guitar
On the sofa three of skeletons
smokin' big black good cigar
they said Hey, You look like new one
come and take off all your clothes and skin
don't be shy, we know you're good man
dance with us, we'll make you clean
so I did what they wanted me to do
don't regret anything at all
I became clean and better I was new
wish You were here and wish you know
that we were drinking melted snowflakes
we met god, he was drunk as hell
we're still here, clock's still stopped just in case
if You doubt in what i tell
cause there's a room at the end of my street
secret windows with broken glass
if you want to try a new life
take your head and try to find us
take your hand and try to find us
take your head and try to find us...
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