Lyrics Linoleum - Frank Turner
Possessions
never
meant
anything
to
me
I'm
not
crazy
Well
that's
not
true,
I've
got
a
bed,
and
a
guitar
And
a
dog
named
Bob
who
pisses
on
my
floor
That's
right,
I've
got
a
floor
So
what,
so
what,
so
what?
I've
got
pockets
full
of
kleenex
and
lint
and
holes
Where
everything
important
to
me
Just
seems
to
fall
right
down
my
leg
And
on
to
the
floor
My
closest
friend
linoleum
Linoleum
Supports
my
head,
gives
me
something
to
believe
That's
me
on
the
beachside
combing
the
sand
Metal
meter
in
my
hand
Sporting
a
pocket
full
of
change
That's
me
on
the
street
with
a
violin
under
my
chin
Playing
with
a
grin,
singing
gibberish
That's
me
on
the
back
of
the
bus
That's
me
in
the
cell
That's
me
inside
your
head
That's
me
inside
your
head
That's
me
inside
your
head
1 Pass It Along
2 Rock & Roll Romance
3 To Absent Friend
4 The Next Round
5 Song For Eva Mae
6 Wanderlust
7 Balthazar, Impresario
8 Mr Richards
9 Song to Bob
10 Thunder Road
11 Sally
12 Barbara Allen
13 The Quiet One
14 Build Me up Buttercup
15 Linoleum
16 The Slow Train
17 The Greatest Day
18 My Poor Friend Me
19 On a Plain
20 Last Christmas
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