Lyrics to Around The World
Around The World Video:
It's my mother's house, in my mother's name

And you can't beat Mother at Mother's game

'Cause she likes the people who I don't like

And if I don't like it, it's take a hike

Which is Mother's way of reminding me

when you live off Mother, you can't be free

And I think that Mother is very mean

And this latest thing with this wash machine

And what Jerry brought, don't be too surprised

if the guy moves in and I'm pulverized

'Cause I'll be damned if I'm gonna waste my time

washing clothes in a goddamn machine!

I feel very strongly about mementos.

Memorabilia, I guess you call it.

Around the world is what I call

my wall of special things

Around the world with rose bouquets

I dry and tie those strings

A silver mask from a masquerade

Around and round, I twirled

You tack them up, so you can twirl

around the world...

It's my mother's house, with my mother's friends

and with Jerry coming, it never ends

It's the same old story, as George Gould Strong

not in twenty years did we get along

Though I do feel bad for the way he died-

In a two-bit flea bag, a suicide

It was Mother's money, the Bouviers'

and if Mother spends it in crazy ways

No one else took care of her, only me

She was taken care of, not sexually

And if you infer that they were using her

I will shove you under the goddamn bed!

Around the world, with stones and shells

the nicest one I lost

Around the world, without a boat

I'm just a cold from frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood

A lovely crossing all around the world,

the world around the attic walls

Around the world, there isn't room

for every special thing

Around the world, you choose a few

To pick the music sing

A silver mask from a masquerade

Around and round I twirled

You tack them up, so when you go

The world will be the one you know

A bird-cage I planned to have,

I'll get to that, someday

A bird-cage for a bird who flew away

Around the world...
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