Mansion In The Slums
Crowded House"Mansion In The Slums" is a song by Crowded House, released in 1988 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:37 long and contains 42 lines and 232 words.
0:00I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills
0:06Than a mansion in the slums
0:19I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills
0:24Than a mansion in the slums
0:28The taste of success only lasts you
0:31Half an hour or less
0:34But it loves you when it comes
0:38And you laugh at yourself
0:40While you're bleeding to death
0:45I'd much rather have a trampoline in my front room
0:51Than an isolation tank
0:55I wish I was a million miles away
0:58From the manager's door
1:01There is trouble at the bank
1:05You laugh at yourself
1:07As you go deep into debt
1:14Laugh at yourself
1:16While he's breathing down your neck
1:29Who can stop me
1:34With money in my pocket
1:39Sometimes I get it free
1:43The best of both worlds
1:48Best of the worlds
2:17I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills
2:21I'd much rather have a mansion in the hills
2:30Than a mansion in the slums
2:34Yeah I'd much rather
2:35What I mean is would you mind if I had
2:38It all
2:39I'll take it when it comes
2:43And you laugh at yourself
2:45While you're bleeding to death
2:48And somebody else is always
2:50Breathing down your neck
2:53Laugh at yourself
2:55While he's hanging over your head
3:09Always breathing down your neck
3:16It'll soon be over
3:17It'll soon be over
3:20While he mansion manison
3:27It'll soon be over
3:37It'll soon be over
I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills Than a mansion in the slums I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills Than a mansion in the slums The taste of success only lasts you Half an hour or less But it loves you when it comes And you laugh at yourself While you're bleeding to death I'd much rather have a trampoline in my front room Than an isolation tank I wish I was a million miles away From the manager's door There is trouble at the bank You laugh at yourself As you go deep into debt Laugh at yourself While he's breathing down your neck Who can stop me With money in my pocket Sometimes I get it free The best of both worlds Best of the worlds I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills I'd much rather have a mansion in the hills Than a mansion in the slums Yeah I'd much rather What I mean is would you mind if I had It all I'll take it when it comes And you laugh at yourself While you're bleeding to death And somebody else is always Breathing down your neck Laugh at yourself While he's hanging over your head Always breathing down your neck It'll soon be over It'll soon be over While he mansion manison It'll soon be over It'll soon be over
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