Traffic - House For Everyone
My bed is made of candy floss, the house is made of cheese
It's lit by lots of glow-worms; if I'm wrong correct me please.
The village is a pop-up book, the people wooden dolls.
The roads are made of treacle things, it's time that I moved on.
[Chorus:]
My home is half a walnut shell, the journey will be long
So I filled the whole with peppermints and creamy pink blanc-mange.
I sailed away for fifteen days, it never once got dark
And came upon two large houses set out in a park.
On the door of one was truth, on the other door was lies.
Which one should I enter through? I really must decide
The door of lies had lots of flowers growing round outside
But looking close I noticed it was crumbling inside
The door of truth was very plain, but stood up very strong,
And when I entered through its door I knew I wasn't wrong.
It's lit by lots of glow-worms; if I'm wrong correct me please.
The village is a pop-up book, the people wooden dolls.
The roads are made of treacle things, it's time that I moved on.
[Chorus:]
My home is half a walnut shell, the journey will be long
So I filled the whole with peppermints and creamy pink blanc-mange.
I sailed away for fifteen days, it never once got dark
And came upon two large houses set out in a park.
On the door of one was truth, on the other door was lies.
Which one should I enter through? I really must decide
The door of lies had lots of flowers growing round outside
But looking close I noticed it was crumbling inside
The door of truth was very plain, but stood up very strong,
And when I entered through its door I knew I wasn't wrong.
My bed is made of candy floss, the house is made of cheese
It's lit by lots of glow-worms; if I'm wrong correct me please.
The village is a pop-up book, the people wooden dolls.
The roads are made of treacle things, it's time that I moved on.
[Chorus:]
My home is half a walnut shell, the journey will be long
So I filled the whole with peppermints and creamy pink blanc-mange.
I sailed away for fifteen days, it never once got dark
And came upon two large houses set out in a park.
On the door of one was truth, on the other door was lies.
Which one should I enter through? I really must decide
The door of lies had lots of flowers growing round outside
But looking close I noticed it was crumbling inside
The door of truth was very plain, but stood up very strong,
And when I entered through its door I knew I wasn't wrong.
It's lit by lots of glow-worms; if I'm wrong correct me please.
The village is a pop-up book, the people wooden dolls.
The roads are made of treacle things, it's time that I moved on.
[Chorus:]
My home is half a walnut shell, the journey will be long
So I filled the whole with peppermints and creamy pink blanc-mange.
I sailed away for fifteen days, it never once got dark
And came upon two large houses set out in a park.
On the door of one was truth, on the other door was lies.
Which one should I enter through? I really must decide
The door of lies had lots of flowers growing round outside
But looking close I noticed it was crumbling inside
The door of truth was very plain, but stood up very strong,
And when I entered through its door I knew I wasn't wrong.
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