Keep It in the Pocket - The Magic Numbers, Romeo Stodart, Angela Gannon

High rise, low riding

Inside, outside in Call the doctor

That put me under

But did you call on me, call on me, call me up

I’m just a long, long way from home

Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn this house into the ground, sell it for what it is High rise, low riding

(I'm still believing)

Inside, outside in

(And I’m still believing)

Call the doctor

(And I’m still believing)

That put me under

You just calling me, calling me, calling me up But I’m a long, long way from home

Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn this house into the ground, sell it for what it is And I’m still believing

And I’m still believing

High rise, low riding

Inside, outside in Call the doctor

That put me under

You keep calling me, calling me, calling me up But I’m a long, long way from home

Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

And that is all it is