Lyrics of 'Emotional tourism' by Dead Man Ray
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I'm calling for
two seperate houses
in the same street
N° 83 and N° 87
one with yellow bricks
and renovated plastic frames
with a mailbox blue
sign for sale still fresh
last week there was a
sort of a bad atmosphere
5 cops in two seperate cars
3 cops for him
and two cops to cool him down
1 neighbhour for the dog
and their litle kid to assist
grandmother in wheelchairs
now the cable distribution men don't mind
and the worker on the roof poors a fresh cup of coffee
it's emotional tourism
today they put up a sign for sale
Misses do you know if there's a garden - how many bedrooms
No I don't mind - yes I can wait - you don't know more than I do
It's emotional tourism
we gaze at the first floor
that outlooks their seperate houses
today I think he won't wash his car
nor check out any bass reflex equipment
I wonder what he did to her
It's emotional tourism
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