All the things
All the things she gave me
All the things
All the things she gave me

I wrapped them up
In a big brown box
Tied it with ribbon
Drove to the docks
Checked my time
By the old town clock
All the things...

I saw the watchman
He was blowing into
Cupped hands
As he walked to the car
He said where do you think
Youre drivin to, son?
All good folks are in bed
And a days work is done

I said Im just looking for
Someplace to burn
All the things
All the things that she gave me...
All the things that she gave me
Where do I put them?
Where can I hide them
Where I wont have to see them?

Its dark as hell here
This citys grown cold
The devils in drag
Playing poker with souls
The lots are all empty
The last man is out
The moons made of cheese
And God is a boy scout

When I go to sleep
Ill be dreaming about
All the things...

Then Ill dream about churches
With great tall spires
Cathedrals and candles
Chimneys and choirs
Ill dream about
That place
Where I set fire
All the things
All the things that she...

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