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Mark McAdam: Music

Souvenirs

(Mark McAdam)
September 10, 2016

Pedal steel guitar by Bob Parins

ou don't try to look busy when the boss man comes around
And you don't try to look pretty either, but you do
You're such a quiet wheel, you get no grease, you cause no fuss
But secretly the world belongs to us

People tend to get ruthless when they're counting up their beans
They'll wear you down with a calculator smile
And you might get shouted over when you've got things to discuss
But secretly the world belongs to us
Secretly we all belong

And all your prized possessions fit into the space you carved out down deep inside
And you know everything you need is stored up safely in between the ears
And the rest is all just souvenirs

Sometimes blessed are the shiftless and the easy to ignore
'Cause we’ve be granted all that we might need need
It's hard to love your neighbor when the devil lives next door
But recompense is guaranteed
'Cause secretly we all belong

And all your prized possessions fit into
The space you carved out down deep inside of you
And you know everything you need is stored up safely in between the ears
Then the rest is all just souvenirs

And they say all we own is all we are
But all you are is you
And all we owe to the ages are taxes and tears
And the rest is all just souvenirs

Well, you don't try to get noticed 
And they don't mean to stare
And though we might walk softly and get crowded off the bus
Secretly the world belongs to us

And they say all we own is all we are
But all you are is you
And all we owe will forever go long overdue
And they say all we own is all we are
But all you are is you
And all we own worth owning only disappears
And then the rest is all just souvenirs
The rest is all just souvenirs