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Something in the WaySong ratingsNot rated yet. Lyrics
Underneath the bridge,
The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling But it's okay to eat fish, 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way Something in the way, ya Something in the way Something in the way, ya Something in the way Something in the way, ya Underneath the bridge, The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling But it's okay to eat fish, 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way Something in the way, ya Something in the way Something in the way, ya Something in the way Something in the way, ya Something in the way Something in the way, ya
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