Ya
So I’m
Giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
Your chance to make your choice today
You choose to give that all away
There’s just enough for you to take
I’m in the yard sale hall of fame
All the furniture and the rugs and the chairs
And the dishes in the sink and the dust on the stairs
Tear the whole thing up and go to get it out of here
There’s a new god coming knowing just what I fear
And I’m
Giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
Only after fire I had discovered love
Thrust through the heart of the air like a dove
What could come before it?
Nothing else could come above
Take the books from the shelf
And rip the floor boards up
Blow the closet through the wall
And burn the button ups
You take the oven out the kitchen
Throw the pots through the glass
All my life out on the corners
TVs in the grass
I’ve been going through the papers
Dental records in the mix
I just wanted you to have it if you have a use for it
So I’m
Giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
I’m giving it all away
Your chance to make your choice today
You choose to give that all away
There’s just enough for you to take
I’m in the yard sale hall of fame

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