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I am not the type of dog That could keep you waiting For no good reason Run a carbon-black test on my jaw And you will find its all been said before I can swing my megaphone and long arm the rest Its easier and better To just beat it from the chest Of desire I could walk into this room And the waves of conversation are enough To knock you down in the undertow So alone so alone in my life Feed me banks of light And hang your hairshirt on the lowest rung Its a beautiful life And I can hang my hairshirt Away up high in the attic of the wrong dogs life chest Or bury it at sea All my life Ive searched for this Here I am here I am in your life Its a beautiful life My life Its a beautiful life Your life