paroles de chanson Your Own Worst Enemy - They Might Be Giants
It′s
your
own
worst
enemy
Ringing
the
bell
on
the
door
And
the
person
inside
says
nobody's
home
So
your
own
worst
enemy
peeks
inside
And
sees
you
softly
weeping
as
some
music
fills
the
room
And
the
song
they
play
Is
that
guy
with
the
messed
up
face
Going,
precious
and
few
are
the
moments
that
you
And
your
own
worst
enemy
share
Full
bottle
in
front
of
me
Time
to
roll
up
my
sleeves
And
get
to
work
And
after
many
glasses
of
work
I
get
paid
in
the
brain
And
the
song
they
play
Is
that
guy
with
the
messed
up
face
Going,
precious
and
few
are
the
moments
that
you
And
your
own
worst
enemy
share
And
the
song
they
play
Is
that
guy
with
the
messed
up
face
Going,
precious
and
few
are
the
moments
that
you
And
your
own
worst
enemy
share
It′s
your
own
worst
enemy
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