Bombo’s Old House
Goodbye Harry * Track #5 On Food Stamp B-BQ
Bombo’s Old House Lyrics
(Ahh, 1, 2, 3, 4)
Seems like it's coming down
Then again it could be me
The sky is falling
Falling on me
See the days of rain
Complain complain
Looks like I'm stuck inside again
But there's always tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
My name is cloud John I pray to the clouds
Now I live in Bombo's old house, yeah
Seems like it's coming down
This time I know it can't be me
I'd say I was dreaming
But God knows I don't sleep
Did this to myself
I can't complain complain
Looks like I'm stuck inside again
But there's always tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
My name is cloud John I pray to the clouds
Now I live in Bombo's old house, yeah
(That was fuckin' lame!)