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The House On Cliff
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We're all just rag dolls,
Above the fire,
On the shelf up on your wall
Stitch my seams, with your wire,
While we learn to make ends meet.
Toss the spare parts in the street,
So the piece can be complete.
And you find, it's inside,
It was there all the time,
Buried soft as a cloud in the cold.
That's why I call, you know,
And so, it goes 'What's up, Oliva?'
It falls, like snow, the coat,
The love you rip to live it up.
Olivia you rip it up.
Mother nature's wearing a frown,
In her grave, pokes her hand up to pull me down.
Through the grey, to decay,
And the green that lies beneath.
Though the secret's in a dream,
Of an atmospheric scene.
And you find, it's inside,
When aligned, we can climb,
All it takes is a little soul.
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That's why I call, you know,
And so, it goes 'What's up, Oliva?'
It falls, like snow, the coat,
The love you rip to live it up.
Olivia you rip it up.
Na na, Na na na na na, Na na na na na, Na na na na na,
Na na na na na, Na na na na na, Na na na na na,
Na na na na na, Na na na na na, Na na na na na,
Na na na na na, Na na na na na, Na na na na na,
Na na na na na, Na na na na na, Na na na naaaa
That's why I call, you know,
And so, it goes 'What's up, Oliva?'
It falls, like snow, the coat,
The love you rip to live it up.
Olivia you rip it up.
That's why I call, you know,
And so, it goes 'What's up, Oliva?'
It falls, like snow, the coat,
The love you rip to live it up.
Olivia you rip it up.
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