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Andrew Young - Museum Of You Lyrics

There's a mouse
Lives in the bedroom
In the Museum of You
Making tea the way you like it
And all your favourites too

Take a little with you
On your journey too
I guess you're going away now
And I hope your belly is full
But you could get a piece at anyone's door!

Turn me into takeaway boxes
And You'll have a reason to use me
Turned me into parts at an auction
Broken apart and deconstructed

There's a ghost
Lives in the kitchen
In the Mausoleum of You
Making sure everything is in order
Tidying the living room

I guess you're going away now
I hope your belly is full
If you've gone away now
She's a useful ghoul
But you could a piece at anyone's door!
Turn me into takeaway boxes
And You'll have a reason to use me
Turned me into parts at an auction
Broken apart and deconstructed

If there's anything left of you at all
He'll wrap it around his thumb
When he says that you're the one
You know

Turn me into takeaway boxes
And You'll have a reason to use me
Turned me into parts at an auction
Broken apart and deconstructed

Tell him to pack all his boxes
And give him a reason to respect you
Turned you into parts at an auction
You're broken now from constant misuse

If there's anything left of you at all
Then hang it on your wall
In your own damn museum
Oh!