Paul Jacobs – Half Rich Loner

I was a half rich loner,
Hanging underneath the ceiling
Staring at a photo, or taking notes at the meeting
Oh yeah
(That was me, yeah that was me)

Thrilling in the morning
Not afraid of the evening
I don’t think about religion.
I let out all of my feelings
but this time has got me under
Some sort of spell
Hey

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