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Oh I like My coat on that chair It makes it feel lived in Though nobody's here And I play My endless parade Right round this circuit My living room stage Guess I'm free To go Movin' so slow Through the thick of the snow Guess I'm free To go When I'm moving it slow Through the thick of the snow My lips are stained From this nicotine haze Pull a cigarette To puff through this day Oh wake up, you gotta take this like a man Back is broad, chew it fast, grab a hand Another fist full of this poorly constructed plan Oh I'm free To go When I'm moving it slow Through the thick of the snow Oh I'm free To go When I'm moving it slow Through the thick of the snow