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Can you light a fire in Winter's face
Or say why a life has gone to waste Pleasure Island was an overcrowded place Cleopatra's Needle conquered fear One more nail in your coffin dear Endless torture for at least two thousand years Every day What's the use of friendship, who am I Hell bent on destruction, how I tried You became a ghost to me long before you died |
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| 4:28 |
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A gypsy compliment for (kneel down)
The scent of tyranny's daughter (we are found) At seventeen were bled in wild cream Passing milk thistle by Fox on the run Old ragged robin flies Virtue undone A garland of green flowers (field of lime) Surround a silver smoke tree (yours and mine) Sweet marigold, not easy to find Passing milk thistle by... |
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| 2:05 | 
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| 4. |
| 4:16 |
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| 5. |
| 3:48 |
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In a very large factory I belong
And I work the night shift all year long Old Freddy on a chainsaw lost his feet Thinking 'bout a blonde he'll never meet Tried to take his life again the other week Keep your chin up, haven't a care 'ave you? Just join the party, allegiance I swear Eee what's the matter with Arthur Royal? I'll go and top up his batteries and check the oil Young Arthur blew a fuse two days ago, Set himself alight, you didn't know Nearly burnt us down the twit just had to go Take your chances, live on hot air (wouldn't you?) Chance of promotion, I'll take that chair Dreaming of golden sands and palm trees I said file these quickly and then staple these Get yourself altered undo the seam, and get back just In time for tea (and don't be late mind) Nobody's perfect least of all me Married the job at age 23 Just keep my nose clean egg chips and beans I'm always full of steam ...I could never afford to go to Butlins ...But I did manage to go to Majorca once ...Wish I hadn't bothered... ...Past the entrance, by I bored myself ...Who are all these people in my office, anyway? ...Who are they? Where do they come from, do y'know them? |
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| 4:03 |
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| 7. |
| 7:35 |
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Just like his old father before him
Who served in the great war would sing We're proud to serve Kaiser or King They'll always find someone who's willing To take Tigermoth chances alone The boy who should never have flown Was thrown a hundred yards Blown into smithereens A crowd drew near but failed to hear Look I'm over here and still one of you wait... The young man's despondence soon halted When gently a voice that he knew Took shape slowly out of the blue Flight Captain James at your service Last month I went down in the drink You're not as alone as you think Here's some of your chums from last Thursday Shot down in their prime over Rome The boys who can never go home Were thrown a hundred yards Blown into smithereens Until we meet again my friends No regrets and Lily Marlene sings again |
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