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A Day in the Life of a Furniture Shop

You take me for a bank?
I'm not a place of worship...
...most of the time...
A money-well I'm never

Leather, mahogony, clerks who need
Pay for lives, food for their wives
All part of the craft of life
But you ignore the signs...

You make a mess over me...
You use the ATM machine outside
You break the glass when you're bored
Inside, when I get robbed, its just gossip to you

The only music you hear from me
Is the clink, clang, ding of the cash machine
And that you don't use with all your credit notes
Its a wonder why I give you the furniture for your boats

Alex, The boy full of ideas

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