I love the place but the roofs got a hole in it.
The colors are flowing from the wall to the floorAnd only an outline still remains
Cause the roof’s got a hole in it And everything’s been ruined by the rain.
There may be diamonds in that dream on the hill, But the people who live there still complain.
Cause the roof’s got a hole in it,and everything is soaking in the rain.
No one can practice the common sense that they see.
Through the nickle and diming I’ll explain.
When the roof’s got a hole in it,Everything gets ruined by the rainMy head’s got a hole in itAnd everything’s been ruined by the rain.
The colors are flowing from the wall to the floorAnd only an outline still remains
Cause the roof’s got a hole in it And everything’s been ruined by the rain.
There may be diamonds in that dream on the hill, But the people who live there still complain.
Cause the roof’s got a hole in it,and everything is soaking in the rain.
No one can practice the common sense that they see.
Through the nickle and diming I’ll explain.
When the roof’s got a hole in it,Everything gets ruined by the rainMy head’s got a hole in itAnd everything’s been ruined by the rain.
The colors are flowing from the wall to the floorAnd only an outline still remains
Cause the roof’s got a hole in it And everything’s been ruined by the rain.
There may be diamonds in that dream on the hill, But the people who live there still complain.
Cause the roof’s got a hole in it,and everything is soaking in the rain.
No one can practice the common sense that they see.
Through the nickle and diming I’ll explain.
When the roof’s got a hole in it,Everything gets ruined by the rainMy head’s got a hole in itAnd everything’s been ruined by the rain.