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  1. Souvenirs

From the recording Souvenirs

Pedal steel guitar by Bob Parins

Lyrics

ou don't try to look busy when the boss man comes aroundAnd you don't try to look pretty either, but you doYou're such a quiet wheel, you get no grease, you cause no fussBut secretly the world belongs to usPeople tend to get ruthless when they're counting up their beansThey'll wear you down with a calculator smileAnd you might get shouted over when you've got things to discussBut secretly the world belongs to usSecretly we all belongAnd all your prized possessions fit into the space you carved out down deep insideAnd you know everything you need is stored up safely in between the earsAnd the rest is all just souvenirsSometimes blessed are the shiftless and the easy to ignore'Cause we’ve be granted all that we might need needIt's hard to love your neighbor when the devil lives next doorBut recompense is guaranteed'Cause secretly we all belongAnd all your prized possessions fit into The space you carved out down deep inside of youAnd you know everything you need is stored up safely in between the earsThen the rest is all just souvenirsAnd they say all we own is all we areBut all you are is youAnd all we owe to the ages are taxes and tearsAnd the rest is all just souvenirsWell, you don't try to get noticed  And they don't mean to stareAnd though we might walk softly and get crowded off the busSecretly the world belongs to usAnd they say all we own is all we areBut all you are is youAnd all we owe will forever go long overdueAnd they say all we own is all we areBut all you are is youAnd all we own worth owning only disappearsAnd then the rest is all just souvenirsThe rest is all just souvenirs