Lyrics of The privateers

Andrew Bird

pochette album The privateers
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Release date : 20/01/2009

Duration : 0:03:24

Style : Singer/Songwriter



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Don't sell me anything
Your one time offer so uncalled for, you call it piece of mind
'cause i can see your house from here
Now leaves have fallen, dear

I can see you're just a little privateer
As your confession draws more near
Time and again i find i'm listless or rather fistless
In time, oh that's what i find

So carry me to mecca with what you may divine
Take me with you, take me with you
Don't leave me behind

Oh, 'cause i, i don't want your life insurance
Home, auto, health, flood and fire insurance
Oh, just make, please make this basic inference
And speak of me in the present tense

Oh, 'cause i, i can see your ships from here
Now the weather so bright and clear
I can see you're just a little profiteer
As your confession draws more near
As your confession draws more near
As your confession draws more near

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