Bit by bit, I'm gonna get my bricks out in the sticks
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Bit by bit, I'm gonna build my house in the wildest thickets
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I'm gonna get away from all those mouths and my shit
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I'm gonna say goodbye to all the la-di-da-di-da-di-da-di-da
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I'm getting on a mountain, far away from the people on the ground and
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Some cop sticking up my wagon
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One by one
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(One by one)
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I'm gonna get my properties all bundled up
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(Bundled up)
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To the branch of a poplar tree and saunter off
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With a buck and a wildebeest
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We're getting lost, we're getting lost, we're getting lost
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I'm getting on a mountain, far away from the people on the ground and
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Some cop sticking up my wagon
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Chop chop we gonna build a cabin, up top on a pretty little mountain
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Fuck off all you people on the ground, ya!
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No I won't bring too much of anything
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Maybe a little slicker for the rain
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Maybe just a good book and a heart to break
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I'll make a mistress of a little Wiccan thing
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Bit by bit, I'm gonna get my bricks out in the sticks
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Bit by bit, I'm gonna build my house in the wildest thickets
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I'm gonna get away from all those mouths and my shit
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I'm gonna say goodbye to all the la-di-da-di-da-di-da-di-da
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I'm getting on a mountain, far away from the people on the ground and
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Some cop sticking up my wagon
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Chop chop we gonna build a cabin, up top on a pretty little mountain
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Fuck off all you people on the ground, ya! |