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tabbed my mike
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I am hiding in the house
F#m
someone's coming through the gate
G
when the doorbell sounds like an air raid siren
D A
I am lying in wait
D
people used to come around
F#m
they fish-eyed and they rubbernecked
G
anyone who'd come to visit now
D A
is automatically a suspect
D
I creep up to the window
G
me and my buzzing brain
D
and we watch two Jehovah's Witnesses
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retreating down the lane
D
I'm not coming out yet
G
it's too cold
D
leave me alone
Bm G A D
'til I learn how to spin straw into gold
I put on nightvision goggles
work my way along the wall into the kitchen
as soon as the first snow fell this year
my fingers started itching
and I locked up the doors
and I sealed up all the windows
and friends came by sometime, for a while
I never let 'em in, though
then they stopped
then they stopped at last, and now it's just us three:
these walls,
and the Church of Jesus Christ of the Latter-Day Saints
and me
and I'm not coming out yet
it's too cold
leave me alone
'til I learn how to spin straw into gold