| Title: Pull Up The Roots
Artist: Talking Heads
Hello again
Yes indeed my friend
I can tell
Goinī get together again
I could be right
I could b ewrong
I feel nice when I sing this song
And I donīt mind
Whatever happens is fine
Baby likes to keep on playing . . .
What do I know, what do I know?
Wilder than the place we live in . . .
Iīll take you there, Iīll take you there
I donīt mind some slight disorder . . .
Pull up the roots pull up the roots
And I know evīry living creature . .
Pull up the roots, pull up the roots
And I know you
I understand what you do
Yes, indeed
I put the hat on my head
Come outa your mess
Bring yourself in
I feel nice when I start to sing
And I can see
Evīryone else is like me
Towns that dissapeared completely . . .
Pull up the roost, pull up the roots
Miles and miles of endless highway . . .
Pull up the roost, pull up the roots
Colored lights and shiney curtains . . .
Iīll take you there, Iīll take you there
Evīrything has been forgiven . . .
Pull up the roost, pull up the roots
Well I have a good time . . . when I go out of my mind
And itīs a wonderful place . . . and I canīt wait to be there
And I hear beautiful sounds . . . coming outa the ground
Gonna take us a while . . . but weīll go hundreds of times
Baby likes to keep on playing . . .
What dīyou know? what dīyou I know?
Wilder than the place we live in . . .
Iīll take you there, Iīll take you there
And I donīt mind some slight disorder . . .
Pull up the roots pull up the roots
And no more time for talkinī it over . . .
Pull up the roots, pull up the roots
Well I have a good time . . . when I go out of my mind
And itīs a wonderful place . . . and I canīt wait to be there
And I hear beautiful sounds . . . coming outa the ground
Someone musta been high . . . but I guess itīs alright
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