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Paint This House Video (MV)




Performed By: The Cheeky Few
Length: 3:54
Written by: Nathaniel Pickering




The Cheeky Few - Paint This House Lyrics




Gonna paint this house from the inside out I can't think of a better day
Base coat no primer, she's a one timer
It's my mark and it's gonna stay
If the landlord hates he can just repaint it
And he'll wash my intentions away
But I'll paint this house from the inside out ain't no better time than today

Oh I might not be alright
No I might not be alright
Said I might, not be alright
No I might not be alright

Gonna scrub the floor from the door to door
Make it shine till I see my mug
All these fumes I'm breathin' got make me seein
Just how far into the grave I am dug
I just won't be soiled my best plans unfoiled
I've got a mop and a sponge and a broom
But all progress I make, its just one big mistake
Cause there's dust's piling in the other room

You can't call this work it just makes me hurt
That ain't a livin wage
For thirty-nine hours, you scream and scour
My contracts justa empty page
You won't cover me for all my loyalty
I've learned not to ask for relief
Well my girl's got the flu and what can I do?
Cause the doctor can't get paid on my grief

Don'tcha put me to bed for the thoughts in my head
I ain't a youngin, I'm well past my youth
All my babble and spit if you sift through it
You could find yourself a grain of the truth
Don't try to shush me don't you dare unhook me
Till I've blathered out my philosophy
If you're a sweet potater or an alligator
Well might just be alright with me
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Gonna paint this house from the inside out I can't think of a better day
Base coat no primer, she's a one timer
It's my mark and it's gonna stay
If the landlord hates he can just repaint it
And he'll wash my intentions away
But I'll paint this house from the inside out ain't no better time than today

Oh I might not be alright
No I might not be alright
Said I might, not be alright
No I might not be alright

Gonna scrub the floor from the door to door
Make it shine till I see my mug
All these fumes I'm breathin' got make me seein
Just how far into the grave I am dug
I just won't be soiled my best plans unfoiled
I've got a mop and a sponge and a broom
But all progress I make, its just one big mistake
Cause there's dust's piling in the other room

You can't call this work it just makes me hurt
That ain't a livin wage
For thirty-nine hours, you scream and scour
My contracts justa empty page
You won't cover me for all my loyalty
I've learned not to ask for relief
Well my girl's got the flu and what can I do?
Cause the doctor can't get paid on my grief

Don'tcha put me to bed for the thoughts in my head
I ain't a youngin, I'm well past my youth
All my babble and spit if you sift through it
You could find yourself a grain of the truth
Don't try to shush me don't you dare unhook me
Till I've blathered out my philosophy
If you're a sweet potater or an alligator
Well might just be alright with me
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Writer: Nathaniel Pickering
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