The slits

Man next door

The slits
Man Next Door
(John Holt)

There is a man that live next door
In my neighborhood
In my neighborhood
And he gets me down...


I play music late at night
Always a fuss an' fight
Always a fuss an' fight
All tru' the night


A've got to get away from here
This is not a place for me to stay
I've got to take my family
We'll find a quiet place to be
We'll find a quiet place to be


Hear the pots and pans they fall
Bang against my wall
Bang against the wall
No rest at all


I play music late at night
Always a fuss an' fight
Always a fuss an' fight
All tru' the night


I've got to get away from here
This is not a place for me to stay
I've got to take my family
We'll find a quiet place to be
We'll find a quiet place to be

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