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| − | These are songs I've not put the lyrics in yet. If anyone wants to continue as I've been doing with the songs, cut-and-paste from here. I'm leaving out the covers though. [[User:Dancingmeerkat|Dancingmeerkat]] 15:54, 28 Sep 2005 (SAST)
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| − | ==Finland Red, Egypt White==
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| − | Overall length: 870mm<br/>
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| − | Length of barrel: 415mm<br/>
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| − | Length of sighting line: 378mm<br/>
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| − | Weight of magazine empty: .42kg<br/>
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| − | Weight of magazine loaded: .92kg<br/>
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| − | Overall weight with loaded magazine: 4.8kg<br/>
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| − | Chamber pressure: 4550psi<br/>
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| − | The 7.62mm kalashnikov rifle fire a 7.2662mm round and one ...<br/>
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| − | Muzzel velocity: 710m/s, 2380ft/s<br/>
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| − | Specified rate of fire: 600 rounds per minute<br/>
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| − | 600 rounds per minute, 600 rounds per minute<br/>
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| − | Service ammunition is divided into full cartridge and special purpose cartridge<br/>
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| − | Full ammunition is used to destroy personal<br/>
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| − | Special ammunition depending upton its construction is designed for target <br/>
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| − | identification and correction of fire, ignition of fuel and hightly flammable objects and for <br/>
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| − | destroying lightly armoured targets.<br/>
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| − | Tracer cartridges are used for target indication, fire adjustment, signal purposes <br/>
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| − | and destroying personel. And destroying personel.<br/>
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| − | Tracer bullets can ignite, can ignite<br/>
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| − | The path of the bullet is indicated by a red flame.<br/>
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| − | AP incendary cartridges are used for destroying fuel, gasoline and for <br/>
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| − | destroying targets protected by thin armour<br/>
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| − | The standard cartridge for the AK-47 is the M43<br/>
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| − | Bullet weight: 122 grains<br/>
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| − | Powder weight: 25 grains<br/>
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| − | Standard markings: full ... and ... No colour<br/>
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| − | Tracer model: 3453?<br/>
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| − | API model BZ: black and red tip<br/>
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| − | Special cartridges: Plastic blank with metal case<br/>
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| − | Finland: Red, Germany: Black, Egypt: White.<br/>
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| − | Shortrange cartridges: full, round nosed, laquered steel case, white tip.<br/>
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| − | Tracer: round nosed, laquered steel case, white about green tip.
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| − | There are three basic models of the AK;<br/>
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| − | AK47: Machine receiver, no bayonet lug, polished bolt and bolt carrier, side ...<br/>
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| − | AKM: Stamped receiver, bayonet lug, ... bolt, ... tail full grip, side a...<br/>
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| − | RPK: Squad MMG, larger barrel, equiped with 70 round drum loading, 40 <br/>
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| − | round box magazine or may even a 74 round magazine. Despite those specifications, its ....<br/>
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| − | Extensive experiance ... approx 800 rounds per minute.
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| − | Destroy personel<br/>
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| − | Destroy personel<br/>
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| − | Destroy personel
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| − | ==First and Last and Always==
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| − | See a body and a dream of the dead days<br/>
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| − | A following lost and blind<br/>
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| − | Living far from here<br/>
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| − | Tomorrow is hard to find<br/>
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| − | And it seems like twenty five years of<br/>
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| − | Promises and give me more<br/>
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| − | Scenes of a hand-me-down in<br/>
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| − | Dresses heard before
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| − | CHORUS 1<br/>
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| − | First and last and always: 'til the end of time<br/>
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| − | First and last and always: Mine (echo)
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| − | Maybe it's not so easy<br/>
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| − | Maybe it's a way to long<br/>
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| − | Say, say you'll be by me<br/>
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| − | When the evidence comes along
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| − | CHORUS 2<br/>
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| − | First and last and always: My calling, my time<br/>
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| − | First and last and always: Mine (echo)
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| − | My calling<br/>
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| − | My time
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| − | See a place and a dream of the dead days<br/>
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| − | A following lost and blind<br/>
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| − | Cross my heart with silver <br/>
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| − | Here's the key behind<br/>
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| − | Seems like twenty five years of<br/>
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| − | Ever after ever more more more<br/>
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| − | Seems I wore this face for you<br/>
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| − | Far too long before
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| − | CHORUS 2<br/>
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| − | CHORUS 1 (x2 and fade)
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| − | ==Fix==
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| − | Love for the party love for the nation<br/>
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| − | Love for the fix for the fabrication<br/>
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| − | Love for the corpse for the corporation<br/>
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| − | Love for the death and for the defecation<br/>
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| − | Romance and assassination<br/>
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| − | Give me the love of genocide<br/>
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| − | Give me love
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| − | ==Flood I==
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| − | And her hallway<br/>
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| − | Moves<br/>
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| − | Like the ocean<br/>
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| − | Moves
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| − | At the head of the river<br/>
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| − | At the source of the sea
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| − | Sitting here now in this bar for hours<br/>
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| − | Trying to write it down<br/>
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| − | Fitting in hard with harder to come<br/>
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| − | Trying to fight it<br/>
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| − | Down the river there's a ship will carry you<br/>
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| − | Down river down stream<br/>
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| − | Down the river there's a ship will carry the<br/>
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| − | Dream<br/>
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| − | Dream of the flood<br/>
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| − | Down the river there's a ship will carry the<br/>
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| − | Dream of the flood
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| − | And her hallway...<br/>
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| − | As the water come rushing over<br/>
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| − | As the water come rushing in<br/>
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| − | As the water come rushing over<br/>
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| − | Flood...Flood...
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| − | Push the glass, stain the glass<br/>
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| − | Push the writer to the wall<br/>
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| − | It may come but it will pass<br/>
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| − | Some say we will fall<br/>
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| − | Dream of the flood...<br/>
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| − | Flood...
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| − | And her hallway...
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| − | Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender,<br/>
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| − | On a backcloth of lashes and eyes<br/>
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| − | In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth<br/>
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| − | And ashes and ashes and ashes and ashes<br/>
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| − | And ashes and ashes and lies...
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| − | <br/>
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| − | And her hallway...<br/>
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| − | Like...<br/>
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| − | As the water come rushing in<br/>
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| − | As the water come rushing over
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| − | Sitting here now in this bar for hours<br/>
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| − | While these strange men rent strange flowers<br/>
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| − | I'll be picking up your petals in another few hours<br/>
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| − | In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara<br/>
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| − | On a backcloth of lashes and stars<br/>
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| − | In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth<br/>
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| − | And ashes and ashes and secondhand passion<br/>
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| − | And stolen guitars
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| − | And her hallway...<br/>
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| − | As the water come rushing in<br/>
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| − | (Like the sea)<br/>
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| − | As the water come rushing over<br/>
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| − | (Dream of the flood)<br/>
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| − | In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth<br/>
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| − | And ashes and ashes<br/>
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| − | And ashes and ashes<br/>
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| − | And ashes and ashes<br/>
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| − | And ashes and ashes and lies...
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| − | As the water come rushing in, rushing in
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| − | At the head of the river<br/>
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| − | At the source of the sea
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| − | And her hallway...<br/>
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| − | Like...
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| − | Flood...
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| − | ==Flood II==
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| − | And her hallway Moves<br/>
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| − | Like the ocean Moves<br/>
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| − | And her hallway Moves<br/>
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| − | Like the sea<br/>
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| − | Like the sea
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| − | She says no no no no harm will come your way<br/>
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| − | She says bring it on down, bring on the wave<br/>
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| − | She says: nobody done no harm<br/>
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| − | Grace of God and raise your arms<br/>
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| − | She says: face it and it's a place to stay
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| − | This, this is the way it was<br/>
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| − | This, this is the way it is<br/>
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| − | When the water come rushing, rushing in
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | She says<br/>
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| − | She says anytime<br/>
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| − | Raise your arms<br/>
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| − | Flood
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| − | And her hallway<br/>
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| − | Like...<br/>
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| − | Like...
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| − | Like a million voices call my name<br/>
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| − | Like a million voices calling<br/>
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| − | Not now, not never again...<br/>
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| − | Sitting here now in this bar for hours<br/>
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| − | Strange men rent strange flowers<br/>
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| − | Seconds to the drop but it feels like hours and I<br/>
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| − | Think I'm going to...going to...
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| − | This, this is the way it was<br/>
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| − | This, this is the way it is<br/>
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| − | When the water come rushing, rushing in
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | And her hallway...
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | ==Floorshow==
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| − | The bodies on the naked on the low damp ground<br/>
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| − | In the violet hour to the violent sound<br/>
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| − | And the darkness the blinding the eyes that shine <br/>
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| − | And the voices and the singing and the line on line<br/>
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| − | This is the floorshow the clapping hands<br/>
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| − | Animal flow from the animal glands<br/>
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| − | In the violet hour to the violent sound<br/>
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| − | Going round and around and around and around and around
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| − | I feel the bite I feel the beat I see the dancing feet<br/>
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| − | I feel the light I feel the heat I see the new elite<br/>
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| − | I see the final floorshow I see the western dream<br/>
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| − | I see the faces glow and I see the bodies steam
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| − | See them shimmy see them go<br/>
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| − | See their painted faces glow<br/>
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| − | Slow slow quick quick slow<br/>
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| − | See those pagans go go go go go
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| − | This is the floorshow the last ideal<br/>
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| − | It's populist got mass appeal<br/>
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| − | The old religion redefined<br/>
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| − | For the facile futile totally blind
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| − | Mundane by day inane at night<br/>
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| − | Pagan playing in the flashing light<br/>
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| − | In the violet hour to the violent sound<br/>
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| − | Going round and around and around and around and around<br/>
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| − | And the bodies naked on the low damp ground<br/>
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| − | In the violet hour to the violet sound<br/>
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| − | And the darkness the blinding the eyes that shine<br/>
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| − | And the voices singing line on line
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| − | See them shimmy see them go<br/>
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| − | See their painted faces glow<br/>
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| − | Slow slow quick quick slow<br/>
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| − | See those pagans go go go go go<br/>
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| − | ==Garden of Delight==
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| − | Shimmering over all those wistful faces<br/>
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| − | And the promise burning brightly in their eyes<br/>
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| − | In this violent flesh the cut that bleeds the kiss that stings<br/>
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| − | Desperate snows fall from desperate skies
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | Take my hand and lead me<br/>
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| − | To the garden of delight<br/>
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| − | Take my hand and lead me<br/>
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| − | Home.....
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| − | Reflections in the liquid windswept mirror<br/>
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| − | The breathless world elegance and charm<br/>
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| − | The treasured touch, the first touch of a stranger<br/>
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| − | It charmed me, entranced me, no harm<br/>
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| − | So...
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | This child of death, kissing in the playground<br/>
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| − | Senses swirling, faithful to the kill<br/>
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| − | Playing with fire,a chance among the playsound<br/>
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| − | Covered in burns and turn away, they're dancing still<br/>
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| − | So...
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| − | Take my hand and lead me<br/>
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| − | To the garden of delight<br/>
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| − | Take my hand and lead me<br/>
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| − | To the garden<br/>
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| − | Of delight
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| − | Of delight<br/>
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| − | (repeat)
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | Home (home)<br/>
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| − | Home (home)<br/>
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| − | Home (home)<br/>
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| − | Home (home)<br/>
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| − | Garden of Delight
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| − | (alt.lyrics)
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| − | See the dancing laughing naked faces<br/>
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| − | And the promise burning brightly in their eyes<br/>
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| − | This violent flesh the cut that bleeds the kiss that stings<br/>
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| − | Desperate snows fall from shimmering skies
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | So<br/>
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| − | Take my hand and lead me<br/>
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| − | To the garden of delight<br/>
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| − | Take my hand and lead me<br/>
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| − | To the garden<br/>
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| − | Of delight
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| − | Reflections in the windswept liquid mirror<br/>
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| − | Of the breathelsss world elegance and charm<br/>
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| − | The treasured first kiss of a stranger<br/>
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| − | It charms entranced me i know you mean me no harm
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | This happy death, kissing in the playground<br/>
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| − | Senses swirling, faithful to the kill<br/>
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| − | I'm playing with fire dancing in the flames<br/>
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| − | I'm covered in burns that just won't heal
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | Of delight
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | Of delight
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | ==Giving Ground==
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| − | Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme<br/>
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| − | In the place, through which we wander<br/>
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| − | Reason turned around<br/>
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| − | And every fool<br/>
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| − | Will see his madness drowned<br/>
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| − | And every truth is swallowed up<br/>
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| − | By ... is giving ground
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | What you have lost can never be found<br/>
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| − | Words are just dust in deserts of sound<br/>
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| − | Everything is lost and your choice lies broken<br/>
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| − | And the truth is drowned
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| − | I watch<br/>
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| − | Surrender<br/>
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| − | Because I know<br/>
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| − | ...<br/>
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| − | Now I know you will not see<br/>
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| − | The madness we have seen<br/>
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| − | Now I know you cannot be<br/>
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| − | All that your fright has been
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | Words are just dust<br/>
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| − | I stood but you just could not wait<br/>
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| − | Behind<br/>
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| − | Because I know you cannot be<br/>
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| − | All that your fright has been
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | Everything is lost in the giving ground<br/>
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| − | Everything is lost<br/>
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| − | Everything is lost in the giving ground<br/>
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| − | Turned around<br/>
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| − | Reason, turned around<br/>
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| − | In the giving ground<br/>
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| − | Ground<br/>
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| − | In the giving ground<br/>
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| − | Everything is lost<br/>
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| − | In the giving ground
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| − | ==Good Things==
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| − | The cracks appear along the wall wall wall wall wall<br/>
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| − | See the people stoop back, once stood tall tall tall tall tall<br/>
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| − | I see the buildings crumble see the empires fall<br/>
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| − | But I see no more and I don't recall
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| − | Because I see<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Because I see<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Because I see<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good good good <br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things
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| − | Well nothing ventured nothing lost<br/>
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| − | Count the changes count the cost<br/>
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| − | A reformation so uncertain<br/>
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| − | Keep your station draw the curtain
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| − | Because out there the snipers work the ridges<br/>
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| − | Building bombs and blowing bridges<br/>
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| − | Out there on a darkened road<br/>
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| − | The lines are dead and the cars explode
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| − | But in here<br/>
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| − | There's nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | In here<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | In here<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good good good good good<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things
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| − | I see a green sea a pleasant land land land land land<br/>
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| − | Nothing legal underhand<br/>
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| − | On the fence or in the sand<br/>
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| − | Well I take no chances and I take no stand
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| − | Against the wall <br/>
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| − | Against the wire<br/>
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| − | Against the fall <br/>
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| − | Against the fire<br/>
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| − | Against the sale<br/>
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| − | Against the hire<br/>
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| − | They say the profits high<br/>
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| − | But I know the cost is higher
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| − | Still I see<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Still I see<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Still I see here see do talk see<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good good good good good <br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good things<br/>
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| − | Nothing but the good good good good things<br/>
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| − | No!
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| − | ==Heartland==
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| − | Lay me down the long white line<br/>
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| − | Leave the sirens far behind me<br/>
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| − | Paint my name in black and gold<br/>
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| − | My heart my flame my heart my road<br/>
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| − | My heartland fade across the line<br/>
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| − | Heartland sing the faces shining<br/>
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| − | In the failing failing failing<br/>
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| − | Heartland make the places mine
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| − | Clearly now the past mistakes<br/>
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| − | The giant steps we had to take<br/>
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| − | The path that ever promise made to <br/>
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| − | Die in dream dissolve and fade
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | My heartland heartland heartland (repeat x3)
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| − | Behind the lines a face that glimmers<br/>
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| − | Still looking for a face that shines<br/>
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| − | In the promise in the places<br/>
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| − | I'm going to make them mine
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| − | CHORUS (repeat x40)
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| − | ==Home of the Hitmen==
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| − | The sun shines on the aluminium<br/>
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| − | I guess this must be the home of the hitmen
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| − | ==I Was Wrong==
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| − | You say stay and never leave<br/>
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| − | You say meant for ever<br/>
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| − | I could believe you, but I don't <br/>
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| − | You say we're almost all alone together<br/>
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| − | All alone <br/>
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| − | You say<br/>
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| − | You say you will<br/>
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| − | I know you won't
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | I was wrong<br/>
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| − | I was wrong to ever doubt<br/>
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| − | I can get along without<br/>
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| − | I can love my fellow man<br/>
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| − | But I'm damned if I'll love yours
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| − | In a bar that's always closing<br/>
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| − | In a world where people shout<br/>
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| − | I don't wanna talk this over<br/>
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| − | I don't wanna talk it out<br/>
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| − | I was quite impressed until I hit the floor<br/>
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| − | Isn't that what friends are for?<br/>
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| − | Pain looks great on other people<br/>
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| − | That's what they're for<br/>
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | (Repeat 1)
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | In a bar that's always closing<br/>
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| − | In a world where people shout<br/>
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| − | I don't wanna talk this over<br/>
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| − | I don't wanna talk it out<br/>
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| − | I was quite impressed until I hit the floor<br/>
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| − | Isn't that what friends are for?<br/>
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| − | Pain looks great on other men<br/>
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| − | That's what they're for
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | ==Jihad==
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| − | Two, Five, Zero, Zero, Zero<br/>
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| − | Jihad<br/>
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| − | (Repeat ad infinitum)
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| − | ==Kiss the Carpet==
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| − | She got red eyes<br/>
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| − | She wear dust<br/>
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| − | I went over over over<br/>
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| − | I went bust<br/>
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| − | I kissed I kissed the carpet<br/>
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| − | I climbed the curtain<br/>
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| − | I was certain<br/>
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| − | And I said yeah<br/>
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| − | Yeah
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| − | | |
| − | She got red eyes<br/>
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| − | She wear dust<br/>
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| − | I went over over over<br/>
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| − | I went bust<br/>
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| − | I kissed I kissed the carpet<br/>
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| − | I climbed the curtain<br/>
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| − | I was certain<br/>
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| − | But I said<br/>
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| − | Next Time I look before I<br/>
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| − | Next time the carpet<br/>
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| − | Next time I look before I<br/>
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| − | Kiss the carpet should I<br/>
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| − | Kiss<br/>
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| − | Kiss<br/>
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| − | Kiss
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| − | ==Lights==
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| − | The lights shine clear through the sodium haze<br/>
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| − | The night draws near and daylight fades<br/>
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| − | Ignore the voices discard the day<br/>
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| − | For the brand new darkness for the bright new way<br/>
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| − | Hit <br/>
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| − | Well there have been better plans<br/>
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| − | But none that I could ever understand<br/>
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| − | Emerald signal the green on black<br/>
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| − | The lights say move say never look back<br/>
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| − | And so I find a place where I've never been seen<br/>
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| − | Find another place where the red turns green<br/>
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| − | Where the emerald glistens through the darkness again<br/>
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| − | Where the emerald glistens through the rain
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| − | | |
| − | The lights shine clear through the sodium haze<br/>
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| − | The night draws near and the daylight fades<br/>
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| − | But there's a voice in the distance quiet and clear<br/>
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| − | Saying something that I never ever wanted to hear
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| − | | |
| − | Well there have been better plans <br/>
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| − | But none that I could ever understand<br/>
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| − | I see the emerald signal see the green on black<br/>
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| − | I see the light say move say never look back<br/>
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| − | And so I find another place where I'll never been seen<br/>
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| − | Find another place where the red turns green<br/>
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| − | Where the emerald glistens through the darkness again<br/>
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| − | Where the emerald glistens through the rain rain rain<br/>
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| − | And I'm happy here <br/>
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| − | In the rain<br/>
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| − | In the rain<br/>
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| − | In the rain rain rain<br/>
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| − | I'm happy here<br/>
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| − | In the rain<br/>
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| − | Where the emerald<br/>
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| − | Glistens<br/>
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| − | Through the rain
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| − | ==Lucretia==
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| − | I hear the roar of a big machine<br/>
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| − | Two worlds and in between<br/>
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| − | Hot metal and methedrine<br/>
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| − | I hear empire down<br/>
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| − | I hear empire down
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| − | | |
| − | I hear the roar of a big machine<br/>
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| − | Two worlds and in between<br/>
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| − | Love lost, fire at will<br/>
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| − | Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear<br/>
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| − | Dive, bombers, and<br/>
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| − | Empire down<br/>
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| − | Empire down
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| − | | |
| − | I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed<br/>
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| − | Get down, get undressed<br/>
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| − | Get pretty but you and me,<br/>
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| − | We got the kingdom, we got the key<br/>
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| − | We got the empire, now as then,<br/>
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| − | We don't doubt, we don't take direction,<br/>
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| − | Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me
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| − | | |
| − | We look hard<br/>
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| − | We look through<br/>
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| − | We look hard to see for real<br/>
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| − | Such things I hear, they don't make sense<br/>
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| − | I don't see much evidence<br/>
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| − | I don't feel. I don't feel. I don't Feel
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| − | | |
| − | A long train held up by page on page<br/>
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| − | A hard reign held up by rage<br/>
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| − | Once a railroad<br/>
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| − | Now it's done...
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| − | | |
| − | I hear the roar of a big machine<br/>
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| − | Two worlds and in between<br/>
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| − | Hot metal and methedrine<br/>
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| − | I hear empire down...
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| − | | |
| − | We got the empire, now as then,<br/>
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| − | We don't doubt, we don't take reflection,<br/>
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| − | Lucretia, my direction, dance the ghost with me...
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| − | ==Marian (version)==
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| − | In a sea of faces, in a sea of doubt<br/>
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| − | In this cruel place your voice above the maelstrom<br/>
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| − | In the wake of this ship of fools I'm falling further down<br/>
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| − | If you can see me, Marian, reach out and take me home.....
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | I hear you calling Marian<br/>
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| − | Across the water, across the wave<br/>
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| − | I hear you calling Marian<br/>
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| − | Can you hear me calling you to<br/>
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| − | Save me, save me, save me from the <br/>
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| − | Grave...<br/>
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| − | Marian
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| − | | |
| − | Marian, there's a weight above me<br/>
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| − | And the pressure is all too strong<br/>
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| − | To breathe deep<br/>
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| − | Breathe long and hard<br/>
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| − | To take the water down and go to sleep<br/>
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| − | To sink still further<br/>
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| − | Beneath the fatal wave<br/>
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| − | Marian I think I'm drowning<br/>
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| − | This sea is killing me
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
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| − | | |
| − | Was ich kann und was ich konnte (What I can do and what I could do)<br/>
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| − | Weiss ich gar nicht mehr (I just don't know anymore)<br/>
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| − | Gib mir wieder etwas schones (Give me something beautiful again) <br/>
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| − | Zieh mich aus dem meer (Drag me from the sea)<br/>
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| − | Ich hore dich rufen Marian (I hear you calling Marian)<br/>
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| − | Kannst du mich schreien horen (Can you hear me calling?)<br/>
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| − | Ich bin hier allien (I am here alone)<br/>
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| − | Ich hore dich rufen Marian (I hear you calling Marian)<br/>
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| − | Ohne diene hilfe verliere ich mich in diessem ort (Without your help I am lost in this place)
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | (repeat Marian til end)
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| − | ==More==
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| − | Some people get by<br/>
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| − | With a little understanding<br/>
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| − | Some people get by<br/>
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| − | With a whole lot more<br/>
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| − | I don't know<br/>
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| − | Why you gotta be so undemanding<br/>
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| − | One thing I know<br/>
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| − | I want more<br/>
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| − | I want more
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| − | | |
| − | (and I need all the love that I can't get to)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love I can get)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love that I can't get to)
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| − | | |
| − | D'you get scared to feel so much?<br/>
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| − | To let somebody touch you?<br/>
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| − | So hot, so cold, so far so out of control<br/>
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| − | Hard to come by, and harder to hold
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| − | | |
| − | Some people get by<br/>
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| − | With a little understanding<br/>
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| − | Some people get by<br/>
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| − | With a whole lot more<br/>
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| − | I don't know<br/>
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| − | Why you gotta be so undemanding<br/>
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| − | I want more
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| − | | |
| − | (and I need all the love I can get)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love that I can't get to)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love I can get)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love that I can't get to)
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| − | | |
| − | There are parts of me that don't get nervous<br/>
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| − | Not the parts that shake<br/>
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| − | You won't get what you deserve<br/>
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| − | You are what you take<br/>
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| − | Learning to cry for fun and profit<br/>
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| − | I'm not done yet<br/>
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| − | Counterfeit dollars or the English zloty<br/>
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| − | Anything I can get
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| − | | |
| − | Some people get by<br/>
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| − | With a little understanding<br/>
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| − | Some people get by<br/>
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| − | With a whole lot more<br/>
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| − | I don't know<br/>
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| − | Why you gotta be so undemanding<br/>
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| − | One thing I know<br/>
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| − | I want more
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| − | | |
| − | (and I need all the love I can get)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love that I can't get to)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love I can get)<br/>
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| − | (and I need all the love that I can't get to)
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| − | | |
| − | All the love that you can get<br/>
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| − | All the love<br/>
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| − | That I can't get to...
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| − | ==Neverland (a fragment)==
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| − | I had a face on the mirror<br/>
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| − | I had a hand on the gun<br/>
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| − | I had a place in the sun and a <br/>
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| − | Ticket to Syria
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| − | | |
| − | I had everything within my reach<br/>
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| − | I had monkey and stuff<br/>
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| − | Each and every call<br/>
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| − | Too much but never enough<br/>
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| − | Tear it up and watch it fall
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| − | ==Nine While Nine==
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| − | And it's passing strange<br/>
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| − | And I'm waiting for the train<br/>
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| − | Caught up on this line again<br/>
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| − | And it's passing slowly<br/>
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| − | Killing time but it's<br/>
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| − | Better than living in what will come and I've<br/>
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| − | Still got some of your letters with me and I<br/>
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| − | Thought sometimes or I read too much<br/>
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| − | And I think you know let's<br/>
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| − | Drink to the dead lying under the water and the<br/>
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| − | Cost of the blood on the driven snow and the<br/>
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| − | Lipstick on my cigarettes<br/>
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| − | Frost upon the window pane<br/>
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| − | Nine while nine and I'm waiting<br/>
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| − | For the train.....
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| − | | |
| − | She said do you remember a time when angels<br/>
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| − | Do you remember a time when fear<br/>
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| − | In the days when I was stronger<br/>
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| − | In the days when you were here she said<br/>
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| − | When days had no beginning<br/>
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| − | While days had no end when<br/>
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| − | Shadows grew no longer I<br/>
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| − | Knew no other friend but you <br/>
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| − | Were wild<br/>
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| − | You were wild.....
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| − | | |
| − | Frost upon these cigarettes<br/>
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| − | Lipstick on the window pane and I've<br/>
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| − | Lost all sense of the world outside but I<br/>
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| − | Can't forget so I call your name and I'm<br/>
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| − | Looking for a life for me and I'm<br/>
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| − | Looking for a life for you and I'm<br/>
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| − | Talking to myself again and it's<br/>
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| − | So damn cold it's just not true and I'm<br/>
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| − | Walking through the rain<br/>
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| − | Trying to hold on waiting for the train and I'm<br/>
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| − | Only looking for what you want but it's<br/>
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| − | Lonely here and I think you knew and I'm<br/>
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| − | And I'm waiting<br/>
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| − | And I wait in vain<br/>
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| − | Nine while nine and I'm waiting <br/>
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| − | For the train..... (repeat last verse x2)
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| − | ==No Time To Cry==
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| − | It's just a feeling<br/>
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| − | I get sometimes<br/>
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| − | A feeling<br/>
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| − | Sometimes<br/>
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| − | And I get frightened<br/>
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| − | Just like you<br/>
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| − | I get frightened too<br/>
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| − | but it's...
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
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| − | | |
| − | (no no no) No time for heartache<br/>
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| − | (no no no) No time to run and hide<br/>
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| − | (no no no) No time for breaking down<br/>
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| − | (no no no) No time to cry
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| − | | |
| − | Sometimes in the world as is you've <br/>
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| − | Got to shake the hand that feeds you<br/>
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| − | It's just like Adam says<br/>
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| − | It's not so hard to understand<br/>
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| − | It's just like always coming down on<br/>
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| − | Just like Jesus never came and<br/>
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| − | What did you expect to find <br/>
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| − | It's just like always here again it's...
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
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| − | | |
| − | Everything will be alright<br/>
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| − | Everything will turn out fine<br/>
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| − | Some nights I still can't sleep<br/>
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| − | And the voices pass with time<br/>
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| − | And I keep <br/>
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| − | (repeat)<br/>
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| − | No time for tears<br/>
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| − | No time to run and hide<br/>
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| − | No time to be afraid of fear<br/>
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| − | I keep no time to cry
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
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| − | ==On The Wire==
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| − | Now the ground comes up too fast<br/>
| |
| − | Too fast to meet you<br/>
| |
| − | In clouds of dust erupting<br/>
| |
| − | Thick around your feet, be careful<br/>
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| − | In the rubble in waiting<br/>
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| − | Wall to wall where you tread<br/>
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| − | Now the quick and the dead and the same old <br/>
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| − | Fates come calling cards away<br/>
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| − | How do you think it came to pass you<br/>
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| − | By the hard way by desire<br/>
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| − | How do you think it came to pass you by?<br/>
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| − | On the wire
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| − | | |
| − | I don't sleep so I don't dream<br/>
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| − | So I don't wake up frightened<br/>
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| − | Everything is what it seems if<br/>
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| − | You look deep enough tonight and <br/>
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| − | See.....
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| − | | |
| − | On the wire<br/>
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| − | On the wire<br/>
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| − | On the wire<br/>
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| − | I will not fall
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| − | | |
| − | (repeat)
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| − | | |
| − | (repeat x4)
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| − | ==Poison Door==
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| − | Behind the door<br/>
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| − | The poison door<br/>
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| − | We search the still hours<br/>
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| − | Looking<br/>
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| − | For a place to hide(For a place to hide)<br/>
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| − | Behind the door<br/>
| |
| − | Where dreams collide(Where dreams collide)<br/>
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| − | Behind the door<br/>
| |
| − | The poison door<br/>
| |
| − | We sit in silence waiting<br/>
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| − | For a deadly friend<br/>
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| − | Behind the door<br/>
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| − | Where dreams descend(Where dreams descend)<br/>
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| − | And the shadows smile
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| − | | |
| − | Lips dark and wild<br/>
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| − | The shadows smile<br/>
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| − | And kiss the sky<br/>
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| − | Behind the door<br/>
| |
| − | The poison door<br/>
| |
| − | The puppets dance on a burning floor<br/>
| |
| − | Like dying flames<br/>
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| − | Behind the door<br/>
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| − | Shoot me down again
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| − | | |
| − | (repeat to first break)
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| − | | |
| − | And kiss your memory goodbye<br/>
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| − | And the shadows smile<br/>
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| − | But their lips are ssss...
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| − | | |
| − | And the shadows smile<br/>
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| − | Lips dark and wild<br/>
| |
| − | And the shadows smile<br/>
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| − | Kiss your memory goodbye<br/>
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| − | And the shadows smile<br/>
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| − | Lips dark and wild<br/>
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| − | And kiss the sky
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| − | ==Possession==
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| − | Carrion child,<br/>
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| − | Prey for me,play your <br/>
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| − | Wild card, see the house come down around your <br/>
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| − | Head, home to me, so much dreaming<br/>
| |
| − | Some say m growing cold and<br/>
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| − | Taking over<br/>
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| − | Nothing, cuts, two ways.....<br/>
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| − | Possession: taking over<br/>
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| − | Stand these pictures on your shelf<br/>
| |
| − | And wear your heart upon my sleeve,<br/>
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| − | Wear a dress that you can see through,<br/>
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| − | See yourself inside;<br/>
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| − | I'll be your imagination,<br/>
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| − | Tear apart what you believe,<br/>
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| − | Make a mess of your conviction,<br/>
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| − | Take away my pride and leave, <br/>
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| − | Nothing, but the debris,<br/>
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| − | Cuts, two ways, <br/>
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| − | Carrion child,<br/>
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| − | Prey for me, play your <br/>
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| − | Wild card, see the house come down around your<br/>
| |
| − | Possession: taking over.....<br/>
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| − | Possession: shake shake shake shake shake shake;<br/>
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| − | Possession: taking over.....<br/>
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| − | Somehow the fact takes over, and the fiction coming through,<br/>
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| − | Somehow I do my crying breaking down for you,<br/>
| |
| − | This way doubt takes over, contradiction coming through,<br/>
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| − | This way I do my lying, making up and making out for you.....<br/>
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| − | Possession: taking over<br/>
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| − | Child (nothing)<br/>
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| − | Prey for me (but the debris)<br/>
| |
| − | Play your wild card (cuts two ways)<br/>
| |
| − | Some say I'm growing cold and<br/>
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| − | Taking over.....Down around your <br/>
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| − | Head (nothing)<br/>
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| − | Home to me (but the debris)<br/>
| |
| − | So much dreaming, see the house come down around your<br/>
| |
| − | Possession: shake shake shake shake shake shake shake<br/>
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| − | Possession: taking over.....<br/>
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| − | Possession: shake shake shake shake shake shake shake<br/>
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| − | Possession: taking hold
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| − | ==Rain from Heaven==
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| − | We forgive as we forget<br/>
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| − | As the day is long<br/>
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| − | As the day is long<br/>
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| − | Rain from Heaven
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| − | | |
| − | We forgive as we forget<br/>
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| − | As the day is long<br/>
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| − | As the day is long<br/>
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| − | (Repeat x6)
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| − | | |
| − | We forgive as we forget<br/>
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| − | As the day is long<br/>
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| − | As the day is long<br/>
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| − | Rain from Heaven<br/>
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| − | (Repeat)
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| − | | |
| − | As the water flows over the bridge(We forgive as we forget)<br/>
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| − | As we walk on the floodland(As the day is long)<br/>
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| − | As we walk on the water (As the day is long)<br/>
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| − | We forget<br/>
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| − | We forget<br/>
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| − | Rain from heaven (Rain from Heaven)<br/>
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| − | (Repeat to fade)
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| − | ==Red Skies Disappear==
| |
| − | Out of our hands<br/>
| |
| − | Something's calling<br/>
| |
| − | Catch me crying<br/>
| |
| − | Calling your name<br/>
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| − | Marian<br/>
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| − | Do no more than<br/>
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| − | Watch you try and understand me<br/>
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| − | Well i've found<br/>
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| − | It worth the ***<br/>
| |
| − | All around me<br/>
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| − | All around me<br/>
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| − | Marian<br/>
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| − | Take my hand<br/>
| |
| − | Lay beside me on the burning sand
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | Marian<br/>
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| − | Only you can<br/>
| |
| − | Say the words i need to hear<br/>
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| − | Marian<br/>
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| − | Only you can<br/>
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| − | Make these red skies disappear
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| − | | |
| − | Marian
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
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| − | | |
| − | Marian<br/>
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| − | Can you hear me calling?<br/>
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| − | Touch me now<br/>
| |
| − | In my hour of need<br/>
| |
| − | Speak to me softly<br/>
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| − | Lay down beside me<br/>
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| − | Marian<br/>
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| − | I think you know<br/>
| |
| − | I need you near me<br/>
| |
| − | Don't try to understand<br/>
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| − | The sun is falling<br/>
| |
| − | Burning sand<br/>
| |
| − | Can you hear me calling?<br/>
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| − | Marian
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
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| − | ==Ribbons==
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| − | I'm lying on my back now<br/>
| |
| − | The stars look all too near<br/>
| |
| − | Flowers on the razor wire<br/>
| |
| − | I know you're here<br/>
| |
| − | We are few<br/>
| |
| − | And far between<br/>
| |
| − | I was thinking about her skin<br/>
| |
| − | Love is a many splintered thing<br/>
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| − | Don't be afraid now<br/>
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| − | Just walk on in<br/>
| |
| − | (Flowers on the razor wire)<br/>
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| − | (Walk on in)<br/>
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| − | Her eyes were cobalt red<br/>
| |
| − | Her voice was cobalt blue<br/>
| |
| − | I see no purple light<br/>
| |
| − | Crashing out of you<br/>
| |
| − | So just walk on in<br/>
| |
| − | (Flowers on the razor wire)<br/>
| |
| − | (Walk on in)<br/>
| |
| − | Her lovers queued up in the hallway<br/>
| |
| − | I heard them scratching at the door<br/>
| |
| − | I tried to tell her<br/>
| |
| − | About Marx and Engels, God and Angels<br/>
| |
| − | I don't really know what for<br/>
| |
| − | But she looked good in ribbons<br/>
| |
| − | So just walk on in<br/>
| |
| − | She looked good in ribbons<br/>
| |
| − | So just walk on in
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| − | | |
| − | Tie a red red red red red red ribbon<br/>
| |
| − | Love is a many splintered thing<br/>
| |
| − | Tie a red red red red ribbon<br/>
| |
| − | Don't be afraid<br/>
| |
| − | Just walk on in
| |
| − | | |
| − | Just walk on in<br/>
| |
| − | (Incoming...)<br/>
| |
| − | (Incoming...)<br/>
| |
| − | Just walk on in<br/>
| |
| − | Just walk on in<br/>
| |
| − | Flowers on the razor wire<br/>
| |
| − | Just walk on in...<br/>
| |
| − | INCOMING!
| |
| − | ==A Rock and a Hard Place==
| |
| − | And she came to look for me<br/>
| |
| − | Sold me name and innocence<br/>
| |
| − | Took my key<br/>
| |
| − | And told me to follow her<br/>
| |
| − | Down from igor with her bangles and her reference<br/>
| |
| − | One from the church from the valley of the<br/>
| |
| − | Well she wanted a haven and a place to hide<br/>
| |
| − | So I gave her an alibi took her inside but
| |
| − | | |
| − | A rock and a hard place await for for me<br/>
| |
| − | Between the devil and the deep blue sea<br/>
| |
| − | Everything I ever did right or wrong<br/>
| |
| − | Hid out of sight where I belong, belong
| |
| − | | |
| − | And I didn't have the heart to tell her <br/>
| |
| − | Why<br/>
| |
| − | And there wasn't a part of me that<br/>
| |
| − | Didn't want to say goodbye but
| |
| − | | |
| − | Cause and effect go hand in hand with<br/>
| |
| − | The devil may care but I don't mind and I<br/>
| |
| − | Thought she'd never quite understand so I<br/>
| |
| − | Left her there that night but will she <br/>
| |
| − | Find me? I don't think so, no<br/>
| |
| − | When you go, you go alone<br/>
| |
| − | And I'm gone.............<br/>
| |
| − | far away (x4)
| |
| − | | |
| − | And I didn't have the heart to tell <br/>
| |
| − | Why<br/>
| |
| − | And there wasn't a part of me that <br/>
| |
| − | Didn't want to say goodbye but...
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| − | | |
| − | CHORUS (to fade)
| |
| − | ==Some Kind of Stranger==
| |
| − | And yes I believe in what we had<br/>
| |
| − | But words got in the way<br/>
| |
| − | And only yesterday<br/>
| |
| − | As I was leaving<br/>
| |
| − | Lord knows I've tried to say but I've <br/>
| |
| − | Heard a million conversations<br/>
| |
| − | Going where they've been before<br/>
| |
| − | Seen the way that careful lingers<br/>
| |
| − | Undecided at the door
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS<br/>
| |
| − | And all I know for sure<br/>
| |
| − | All I know for real<br/>
| |
| − | Is knowing doesn't mean so much<br/>
| |
| − | When placed against the feeling<br/>
| |
| − | The heat inside<br/>
| |
| − | When bodies meet<br/>
| |
| − | When fingers touch
| |
| − | | |
| − | All my words are secondhand and<br/>
| |
| − | Useless in the face of this<br/>
| |
| − | Rationale and rhyme and reason<br/>
| |
| − | Pale beside a single kiss<br/>
| |
| − | And I've heard so many things I<br/>
| |
| − | Fail to understand at all<br/>
| |
| − | I'd settle anytime for<br/>
| |
| − | Unknown footsteps in the hall outside
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
| |
| − | | |
| − | Because the world is cruel and <br/>
| |
| − | Promises are broken<br/>
| |
| − | Don't try to tell me<br/>
| |
| − | Anything don't try to tell me<br/>
| |
| − | You'll be true to me you know the<br/>
| |
| − | Real truth is never spoken<br/>
| |
| − | And I know the world is cold but<br/>
| |
| − | If you hold on tight to what you<br/>
| |
| − | Find you might not mind too much though<br/>
| |
| − | Even this must pass away and<br/>
| |
| − | Memories may last for years but<br/>
| |
| − | Names are just for souvenirs<br/>
| |
| − | Some kind of angel let me<br/>
| |
| − | Look into your eyes<br/>
| |
| − | Don't give me whys and wherefores<br/>
| |
| − | Reason or surprise<br/>
| |
| − | I don't care for words that don't belong<br/>
| |
| − | And I don't care what you're called<br/>
| |
| − | Tell me later if at all<br/>
| |
| − | I can wait a long long time<br/>
| |
| − | Before I hear another love song
| |
| − | | |
| − | Come here I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | My door is open wide<br/>
| |
| − | Some kind of angel come inside
| |
| − | | |
| − | Come here I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | I think you're beautiful beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | Some kind of angel come inside
| |
| − | | |
| − | Come here I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | Some kind of angel come inside
| |
| − | | |
| − | Come here I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | My door is open wide<br/>
| |
| − | Some kind of stranger come inside
| |
| − | | |
| − | Come here I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | I think you're beautiful beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | Some kind of stranger come inside
| |
| − | | |
| − | Come here I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | I think you're beautiful<br/>
| |
| − | Some kind of stranger come inside
| |
| − | | |
| − | (repeat last three verses to fade)
| |
| − | ==Something Fast==
| |
| − | All the things<br/>
| |
| − | We never needed<br/>
| |
| − | I don't need them now<br/>
| |
| − | All the things<br/>
| |
| − | Were always confidential<br/>
| |
| − | And hidden from me anyhow
| |
| − | | |
| − | You can stand all night<br/>
| |
| − | At a red light anywhere in town<br/>
| |
| − | Hailing maries left and right<br/>
| |
| − | But none of them slow down<br/>
| |
| − | I seen the best of men go past<br/>
| |
| − | I don't want to be the last<br/>
| |
| − | Gimme something fast
| |
| − | | |
| − | God knows everybody needs<br/>
| |
| − | A hand in their decision<br/>
| |
| − | Some of us are not so sure<br/>
| |
| − | I seen his own held out<br/>
| |
| − | For a ride on television<br/>
| |
| − | I think he's still in Baltimore
| |
| − | | |
| − | You can stand all night<br/>
| |
| − | At a red light anywhere in town<br/>
| |
| − | Hailing maries left and right<br/>
| |
| − | But none of them slow down<br/>
| |
| − | I seen the best of men go past<br/>
| |
| − | I don't want to be the last<br/>
| |
| − | Gimme something fast
| |
| − | ==Temple of Love==
| |
| − | 1<br/>
| |
| − | With the fire from the fireworks up above me<br/>
| |
| − | With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand<br/>
| |
| − | You run for cover in the temple of love <br/>
| |
| − | You run for another but still the same<br/>
| |
| − | For the wind will blow my name across this land
| |
| − | | |
| − | 2<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love you hide together<br/>
| |
| − | Believing pain and fear outside<br/>
| |
| − | But someone near you rides the weather<br/>
| |
| − | And the tears he cried will rain on walls<br/>
| |
| − | As wide as lovers eyes
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love: Shine like thunder<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love: Cry like rain<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love: Hear my calling<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love: Hear my name
| |
| − | | |
| − | 3<br/>
| |
| − | And the devil in black dress watches over<br/>
| |
| − | My guardian angel walks away<br/>
| |
| − | Life is short and love is always over in the morning<br/>
| |
| − | Black wind come carry me far away
| |
| − | | |
| − | 4<br/>
| |
| − | With the sunlight died and night above me<br/>
| |
| − | With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
| |
| − | | |
| − | 5<br/>
| |
| − | You run for cover in the temple of love<br/>
| |
| − | You run for another it's all the same<br/>
| |
| − | For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside<br/>
| |
| − | With the fire from the fireworks up above <br/>
| |
| − | With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
| |
| − | | |
| − | 6<br/>
| |
| − | You run for cover in the temple of love<br/>
| |
| − | I shine like thunder cry like rain<br/>
| |
| − | And the temple grows old and strong<br/>
| |
| − | But the wind blows longer cold and long<br/>
| |
| − | And the temple of love will fall before<br/>
| |
| − | This black wind calls my name to you no more
| |
| − | | |
| − | 7<br/>
| |
| − | In the black sky thunder sweeping<br/>
| |
| − | Underground and over water <br/>
| |
| − | Sounds of crying weeping will not save<br/>
| |
| − | Your faith for bricks and dreams for mortar<br/>
| |
| − | All your prayers must seem as nothing<br/>
| |
| − | Ninety-six below the wave<br/>
| |
| − | When stone is dust and only air remains
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS 2<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love: Shine like thunder<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love: Cry like rain<br/>
| |
| − | In the temple of love: Hear the calling<br/>
| |
| − | And the temple of love is falling <br/>
| |
| − | Down
| |
| − | | |
| − | (end of single version. extended version's additional lyrics follow)<br/>
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
| |
| − | | |
| − | (repeat verse 7)
| |
| − | | |
| − | the only haven you can trust
| |
| − | | |
| − | (repeat verse 3)
| |
| − | | |
| − | With the fire from the fireworks up above<br/>
| |
| − | With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain you
| |
| − | | |
| − | (repeat verse 6)
| |
| − | | |
| − | (repeat verse 2)
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS 2
| |
| − | ==This Corrosion==
| |
| − | Gimme the Ring, kissed and toll'd<br/>
| |
| − | Gimme something that I missed (Gimme the ring)<br/>
| |
| − | A hand to hold, wild and what it seems(Gimme the ring)<br/>
| |
| − | Kill the king, when love is the law,<br/>
| |
| − | And the we'll turn round... (Gimme the ring)<br/>
| |
| − | Gimme dream child<br/>
| |
| − | And do you hear me call? (Gimme the ring)<br/>
| |
| − | On the loan and on the level<br/>
| |
| − | ...still on the floor (Gimme the ring)<br/>
| |
| − | Sing dream child<br/>
| |
| − | And do you hear at all?
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS<br/>
| |
| − | (Sing)<br/>
| |
| − | (Sing)<br/>
| |
| − | Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me<br/>
| |
| − | Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me<br/>
| |
| − | Hey now, hey now now, sing This Corrosion to me<br/>
| |
| − | Hey now, hey now now, sing...
| |
| − | | |
| − | Gimme siren, child and do you hear me?<br/>
| |
| − | Gimme siren, child, and do you hear me call?<br/>
| |
| − | Sing, child, of right and wrong<br/>
| |
| − | Gimme things that don't last long<br/>
| |
| − | Gimme siren, child, and do you hear me call?
| |
| − | | |
| − | CHORUS
| |
| − | | |
| − | On daze, like this<br/>
| |
| − | In times like these<br/>
| |
| − | I feel an animal deep inside<br/>
| |
| − | Heel to haunch on bended knees<br/>
| |
| − | Living on if and if I tried,<br/>
| |
| − | Somebody send me... please...<br/>
| |
| − | Dream wars and a ticket to seem<br/>
| |
| − | Giving out and in <br/>
| |
| − | Selling the don't belong<br/>
| |
| − | Well, what do you say<br/>
| |
| − | D'you have a word for Giving Away?<br/>
| |
| − | Got a song for me?<br/>
| |
| − | CHORUS
| |
| − | | |
| − | I got nothing to say I ain't said before<br/>
| |
| − | I bled all I can, I won't bleed no more<br/>
| |
| − | I don't need no one to understand<br/>
| |
| − | Why the blood run hold<br/>
| |
| − | The hired hand<br/>
| |
| − | On heart<br/>
| |
| − | Hand of God<br/>
| |
| − | Floodland and Driven Apart<br/>
| |
| − | Run cold<br/>
| |
| − | Turn<br/>
| |
| − | Cold<br/>
| |
| − | Burn<br/>
| |
| − | Like a healing hand<br/>
| |
| − | Like a healing hand<br/>
| |
| − | Like a healing hand<br/>
| |
| − | Like a healing hand
| |
| − | ==Torch==
| |
| − | And now the torch<br/>
| |
| − | And shadows lead<br/>
| |
| − | Were it not so black and not so hard to see<br/>
| |
| − | How can it help you when you don't know what you need<br/>
| |
| − | How can anybody set you free?
| |
| − | | |
| − | Would he walk upon the water<br/>
| |
| − | If he couldn't walk away?<br/>
| |
| − | And would you<br/>
| |
| − | Would you carry the torch<br/>
| |
| − | For me?
| |
| − | | |
| − | And what if I gave you the key<br/>
| |
| − | To the doors of your design...<br/>
| |
| − | Lit the corridors of desire?<br/>
| |
| − | Where if not so black<br/>
| |
| − | And not so hard to see<br/>
| |
| − | What use to you then any fire?
| |
| − | | |
| − | Would he walk upon the water<br/>
| |
| − | If he couldn't walk away?<br/>
| |
| − | And would you<br/>
| |
| − | Carry the torch for me?
| |
| − | | |
| − | Would he walk upon the water<br/>
| |
| − | If he couldn't walk away?<br/>
| |
| − | And would you<br/>
| |
| − | Would you carry the torch for me?
| |
| − | | |
| − | Would you carry the torch <br/>
| |
| − | For me?<br/>
| |
| − | Would you carry the torch <br/>
| |
| − | For me?<br/>
| |
| − | Would you carry the torch <br/>
| |
| − | For me?
| |
| − | ==Train==
| |
| − | Train (x3)
| |
| − | | |
| − | Take a last decision and the cars to move it<br/>
| |
| − | Past information<br/>
| |
| − | Tunnel vision and the scars to prove it<br/>
| |
| − | Everybody got a reservation<br/>
| |
| − | Far beyond the black horizon<br/>
| |
| − | Beyond the things you know<br/>
| |
| − | Everybody got a destination<br/>
| |
| − | Everybody got a place to go
| |
| − | | |
| − | Take a walk downtown to where the victims go<br/>
| |
| − | Take your shadow to the end to the very last window<br/>
| |
| − | Everybody got friends got shot upside and over<br/>
| |
| − | Down the line<br/>
| |
| − | Everybody got assignations<br/>
| |
| − | I got mine
| |
| − | | |
| − | Take a one-way ticket to the chain-reaction<br/>
| |
| − | Out a hole between the ground and sky<br/>
| |
| − | Make a railway track for the main attraction<br/>
| |
| − | Cross my heart and take a ride<br/>
| |
| − | Far beyond the black horizon<br/>
| |
| − | Beyond the things you know<br/>
| |
| − | Everybody got a destination<br/>
| |
| − | Everybody got a place to go
| |
| − | ==Under the Gun==
| |
| − | You don't have to say you're sorry<br/>
| |
| − | To look on further down the line<br/>
| |
| − | Into the sun<br/>
| |
| − | Too close at heaven<br/>
| |
| − | Love is fine<br/>
| |
| − | But you can't hold it like a...
| |
| − | | |
| − | Two worlds apart two together<br/>
| |
| − | Into that good night kiss away<br/>
| |
| − | One takes the hard, one the other<br/>
| |
| − | Kiss away
| |
| − | | |
| − | Are you living for love?<br/>
| |
| − | Are you living for love?<br/>
| |
| − | When the road gets too tough<br/>
| |
| − | Is your love strong enough?
| |
| − | | |
| − | Are you living?<br/>
| |
| − | Are you living for love?<br/>
| |
| − | Are you living for love?<br/>
| |
| − | (Repeat)
| |
| − | | |
| − | Do you feel your head is full of thunder?<br/>
| |
| − | Questions never end?<br/>
| |
| − | Empty nights alone?<br/>
| |
| − | No wonder<br/>
| |
| − | It all comes back again
| |
| − | | |
| − | Are you living for love?<br/>
| |
| − | Are you living for love?<br/>
| |
| − | I've been under the gun<br/>
| |
| − | I've lost and I've won<br/>
| |
| − | (Repeat)
| |
| − | | |
| − | (two, three, four)
| |
| − | | |
| − | Forget the many steps to heaven<br/>
| |
| − | It never happened and it ain't so hard<br/>
| |
| − | Happiness is a loaded weapon and a<br/>
| |
| − | Short cut is better by far<br/>
| |
| − | Explosive bolts, ten thousand volts<br/>
| |
| − | At a million miles an hour<br/>
| |
| − | Abrasive wheels and molten metals<br/>
| |
| − | It's a semi-automatic, get in the car<br/>
| |
| − | Corrosive heart and frozen heat<br/>
| |
| − | | |
| − | We're worlds apart where we could meet
| |
| − | | |
| − | Where the street fold round and the motors start<br/>
| |
| − | And the idiot wields the power<br/>
| |
| − | Where the chosen hold the highest card<br/>
| |
| − | On the field of honour where the ground is hard<br/>
| |
| − | So the highest hand is joking wild<br/>
| |
| − | And the house soon fold and no one stand<br/>
| |
| − | I put my finger on and dialled<br/>
| |
| − | The tower, the moon, the gun and<br/>
| |
| − | Nine nine nine, singer down<br/>
| |
| − | Cloudburst and all around<br/>
| |
| − | The first are last, the blessed get wired<br/>
| |
| − | The best is yet to come<br/>
| |
| − | I put my finger on and fired<br/>
| |
| − | Heat-seeking, out of the sun<br/>
| |
| − | You can set the controls for the heart or the knees<br/>
| |
| − | And the meek'll inherit what they damn well please<br/>
| |
| − | Get ahead, go figure, go ahead and pull the trigger<br/>
| |
| − | Everything under the gun
| |
| − | ==Valentine==
| |
| − | The razor bites and the shriek subsides<br/>
| |
| − | He arches clutching at his sides<br/>
| |
| − | Across the floor across the tiles<br/>
| |
| − | The man is dead and the razor smiles<br/>
| |
| − | A shiny love song a quick incision<br/>
| |
| − | Cut him down on television
| |
| − | | |
| − | A people come to this<br/>
| |
| − | Beyond the age of reason<br/>
| |
| − | A people fed on famine <br/>
| |
| − | A people on their knees and<br/>
| |
| − | People eat each other<br/>
| |
| − | A people stand in line<br/>
| |
| − | Waiting for another war and<br/>
| |
| − | Waiting for my valentine
| |
| − | | |
| − | For a million empty faces<br/>
| |
| − | For a million hollow smiles<br/>
| |
| − | Cancer for my education<br/>
| |
| − | Watch the body hit the files<br/>
| |
| − | Waiting for another war and<br/>
| |
| − | Waiting for my valentine
| |
| − | ==Vision Thing==
| |
| − | Twenty-five whores in the room next door<br/>
| |
| − | Twenty-five floors and I need more<br/>
| |
| − | I'm looking for the can in the candy store<br/>
| |
| − | Two thousand Hamburg four<br/>
| |
| − | And colours I ain't seen before<br/>
| |
| − | | |
| − | It's a small world and it smells funny<br/>
| |
| − | I'd buy another if it wasn't for the money<br/>
| |
| − | Take back what I paid<br/>
| |
| − | For another motherfucker in a motorcade<br/>
| |
| − | | |
| − | In a long black car<br/>
| |
| − | With the prettiest shit<br/>
| |
| − | From Panama<br/>
| |
| − | When the sirens wail<br/>
| |
| − | And the lights flash blue<br/>
| |
| − | My vision thing come<br/>
| |
| − | Slamming through<br/>
| |
| − | | |
| − | It's a small world and it smells bad<br/>
| |
| − | I'd buy another if I had<br/>
| |
| − | Back<br/>
| |
| − | What I paid
| |
| − | | |
| − | For another motherfucker in a motorcade<br/>
| |
| − | Slamming through<br/>
| |
| − | Slamming through<br/>
| |
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| − | What do we need to make our world come alive?<br/>
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| − | What does it take to make us sing?<br/>
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| − | While we're waiting for the next one to arrive?<br/>
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| − | One million points of light<br/>
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| − | One billion dollar Vision Thing
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| − | Another black hole in the killing zone<br/>
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| − | A little more mad in the methedrome<br/>
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| − | One blinding flash of sense<br/>
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| − | Just like the president's<br/>
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| − | Well, I don't mind<br/>
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| − | Out of my mind<br/>
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| − | Blizzard king<br/>
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| − | Bring it on home<br/>
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| − | It's a small world and it smells bad<br/>
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| − | I'd buy another if I had<br/>
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| − | Back<br/>
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| − | What I paid<br/>
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| − | For another motherfucker in a motorcade
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| − | And a vision thing<br/>
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| − | And a vision thing<br/>
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| − | And a ...<br/>
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| − | Sha la la la <br/>
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| − | What do we need to make our world come alive?<br/>
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| − | What do we need to make us sing?<br/>
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| − | While we're waiting for the next one to arrive?<br/>
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| − | One million points of light<br/>
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| − | One billion dollar Vision Thing
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| − | Sha la la la
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| − | ==Walk Away==
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| − | And in the summer when the clouds show through<br/>
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| − | I might go the same way too if<br/>
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| − | You and I could talk together<br/>
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| − | Well what am I supposed to do with<br/>
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| − | You and I would walk together<br/>
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| − | Then with always close around and<br/>
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| − | Now you gaze toward the doorway<br/>
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| − | When the weather comes falling down
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | And when the rain comes down<br/>
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| − | Would you choose to walk or stay<br/>
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| − | Would you choose to walk<br/>
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| − | Would you choose to stay<br/>
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| − | Would you<br/>
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| − | Walk walk walk walk walk away<br/>
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| − | (away) (away) away away (away) away <br/>
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| − | away away walk away<br/>
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| − | Would you choose to walk away
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| − | And when the rain comes down<br/>
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| − | Would you choose to walk or stay<br/>
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| − | Would you choose to walk <br/>
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| − | Would you choose to stay<br/>
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| − | Would you<br/>
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| − | Walk walk walk walk walk away
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| − | Though when the day is nearly<br/>
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| − | Through I might see the same way too if<br/>
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| − | You would name the things <br/>
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| − | That bring you down on me so I could say it's<br/>
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| − | Not quite true if you don't really<br/>
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| − | Know or understand the circumstance<br/>
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| − | Behind then I might clear your<br/>
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| − | Mind and you won't have to go so
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | ==Watch==
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| − | Here's the story<br/>
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| − | No time to lose (like the present)<br/>
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| − | Now I've lost my friends<br/>
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| − | Now I've lost friends<br/>
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| − | It's not my party, <br/>
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| − | Never will be<br/>
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| − | Feeling out-of-place, <br/>
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| − | I'm not happy<br/>
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| − | A touch of the storm cloud...<br/>
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| − | Roughage in a comradeship and conversations<br/>
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| − | Conversations, everything's so run-of-the-mill<br/>
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| − | We stand still...
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| − | And time slips back,<br/>
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| − | And time slips back...<br/>
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| − | Back to the garden,<br/>
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| − | Time slips back<br/>
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| − | Back in the dark rooms <br/>
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| − | Time slips back<br/>
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| − | Back in the dark room<br/>
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| − | Back to the dark age<br/>
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| − | Put me on the rack<br/>
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| − | We stand still<br/>
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| − | Time slips back<br/>
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| − | Recount movements<br/>
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| − | Recount movements<br/>
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| − | Watch us grow<br/>
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| − | Watch us fall from grace<br/>
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| − | Watch us fall flat on our face<br/>
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| − | But you always fall on your feet<br/>
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| − | Tell me how you always<br/>
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| − | Fall on your feet<br/>
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| − | Tell me how <br/>
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| − | Tell me how <br/>
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| − | Tell me how<br/>
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| − | Oh tell me how
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| − | ==When You Don't See Me==
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| − | When you don't see me...<br/>
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| − | It's not a matter of going to grow<br/>
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| − | It's not a matter of time or how I feel<br/>
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| − | I'm throwing off the shadow of a better man now<br/>
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| − | What you see is what you never had<br/>
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| − | Get real<br/>
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| − | Get another<br/>
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| − | I don't exist when you don't see me<br/>
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| − | I don't exist when you're not here<br/>
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| − | What the eye don't see won't break the heart<br/>
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| − | You can make believe when we're apart<br/>
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| − | But when you leave I disappear<br/>
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| − | When you don't see me...<br/>
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| − | Oh, it's kind of different when your there<br/>
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| − | You can lease the peace of mind<br/>
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| − | You bought a mask, I put it on<br/>
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| − | You never thought to ask me<br/>
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| − | If I wear it when you're gone<br/>
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| − | Get real<br/>
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| − | Get another<br/>
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| − | I don't exist when you don't see me<br/>
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| − | I don't exist when you're not here<br/>
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| − | What the eye don't see won't break the heart<br/>
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| − | You can make believe when we're apart<br/>
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| − | But when you leave I disappear<br/>
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| − | When you don't see me...<br/>
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| − | You never learned<br/>
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| − | You bought me<br/>
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| − | Everything and less<br/>
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| − | I turned<br/>
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| − | You couldn't let me move<br/>
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| − | I guess, I don't deny, it don't disprove<br/>
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| − | What you see is what you lost<br/>
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| − | If I were you I wouldn't try<br/>
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| − | Get real<br/>
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| − | Get another<br/>
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| − | I don't exist when you don't see me<br/>
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| − | I don't exist when you're not here<br/>
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| − | What the eye don't see won't break the heart<br/>
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| − | You can make believe when we're apart<br/>
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| − | But when you leave I disappear<br/>
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| − | When you don't see me...
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| − | ==Wide Receiver==
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| − | You say<br/>
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| − | Where is my believer<br/>
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| − | Waiting for the sign<br/>
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| − | Those feet off the ground<br/>
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| − | ... <br/>
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| − | ... the skies go wild<br/>
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| − | Tattered and torn your feet never bleed<br/>
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| − | You say never mattered ... <br/>
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| − | ... is over and the hour is ...
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| − | And where's your wide receiver<br/>
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| − | Over the line
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| − | Where's your wide receiver<br/>
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| − | Over the border<br/>
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| − | Where's your wide receiver<br/>
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| − | Over the line<br/>
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| − | Where's your wide receiver<br/>
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| − | Over the edge and<br/>
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| − | Too far forward<br/>
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| − | Where's your wide receiver<br/>
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| − | Over the line<br/>
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| − | (Repeat to fade)
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| − | ==You Could Be The One==
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| − | All gods children give good phone<br/>
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| − | I called Jesus, he's not home<br/>
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| − | So I'm so pleased to talk to you<br/>
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| − | Trees and walks I love them too<br/>
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| − | Threatened species they adore me,<br/>
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| − | Flower children never bore me<br/>
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| − | But all the this you share<br/>
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| − | Are better left unsaid<br/>
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| − | When you can give me there<br/>
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| − | And run your fingers through my hair
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| − | CHORUS<br/>
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| − | Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the one <br/>
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| − | We can meditate<br/>
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| − | Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the one<br/>
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| − | Let's call it fate<br/>
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| − | Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the one<br/>
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| − | To get your flowers pressed<br/>
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| − | Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the one<br/>
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| − | Just get undressed
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| − | I'm so glad to find you here<br/>
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| − | Mystic people they're so dear<br/>
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| − | I don't like the rest<br/>
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| − | Your signs the best<br/>
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| − | Whatever it is<br/>
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| − | I'm most impressed<br/>
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| − | I don't need to understand<br/>
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| − | The laying on of hands<br/>
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| − | I'm in a hurry to get my collar straight<br/>
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| − | Life is short and I can't wait<br/>
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| − | But don't worry about the state<br/>
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| − | Of this pretty little thing in the armour plate
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | I'm so pleased that you believe<br/>
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| − | Just open up a little let the good times in<br/>
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| − | We're, going fo a ride<br/>
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| − | Destiny can't be denied<br/>
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| − | But all those precious things are better left unsaid<br/>
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| − | When you can keep me here<br/>
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| − | And run your fingers though my hair
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| − | CHORUS
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| − | Love, is all you need.
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