Текст песни I Gave My Suitcase Away - Andy Partridge

That vase could do with flowers
That fireplace needs wood
I'm going to be around so
I'll fix this house up good

Well me, I'm sick of travelling
But now I'm home to stay
So I won't be heading nowhere
I gave my suitcase away

I gave it to a beggar
A saint too poor to sin
He said that he could use it
To keep his troubles in

Well me, I'm sick of travelling
It's been all work no play
So I won't be heading nowhere
I gave my suitcase away

I know it was expensive
And a birthday gift from you
I hope you're not offended
That's the last thing I intended to do

Well me, I'm sick of travelling
So here is where I'll lay
And I won't be heading nowhere
I gave my suitcase away

Well me, I'm tried of roaming around
Home is where the heart is
So the smartest people say
So I won't be heading nowhere
I gave my suitcase away

Yes, I gave my suitcase away
Mm, I gave my suitcase away