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| 1. |
| 5:11 | 
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Ophelia was a bride of God
A novice Carmelite, In sister cells, the cloister bells, tolled on her wedding night Ophelia was the rebel girl, a blue-stockinged suffragette Who remedied society between her cigarettes And Ophelia was the sweetheart to a nation overnight Curvaceous thighs, vivacious eyes Love was at first sight, Love was at first sight, love Ophelia was a demi-goddess In pre-war Babylon so statuesque, a silhouette in black, satin evening gowns Ophelia was the mistress to a Vegas gambling man Signora Ophelia Maraschina mafia courtesan Ophelia was the circus queen, the female cannonball projected through five flaming hoops to wild and shocked applause to wild and shocked applause hey, he-he-he-he-hey, Ophelia was a tempest, cyclone, a god-damned hurricane your common sense, your best defense lay wasted and in vain for Ophelia'd know your every woe and every pain you'd ever have She'd sympathize and dry your eyes Help you to forget and help you to forget and help you to forget Ophelia's mind went wandering You'd wonder where she'd gone to secret doors down corridors she'd wander them alone all alone |
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| 2. |
| 5:13 |
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It's a pity, it's a crying shame
People hold you down again How painful it must be To bruise so easily inside It's a pity, it's a downright crime It happens all the time You want to stay little daddy's girl You want to hide from the vicious world outside Don't cry, you know the tears will do no good So dry your eyes Oh, your daddy, he's the iron man battleship wrecked on dry land Your mamma she's a bitter bride She'll never be satisfied, you know And that's not right. But don't cry, you know the tears will do no good So dry your eyes Oh, they told you life is hard misery from the start, it's dull, it's slow, it's painful But I tell you life is sweet In spite of the misery There's so much more, be grateful Well, who do you believe Who will you listen to Who will it be 'cause it's high time that you decide in your own mind I've tried to comfort you I've tried to tell you to be patient They are blind, and they can't see Fortune gonna come one day They're all gonna fade away Your daddy the war machine And your momma the long and suffering Prisoner of what she cannot see For they told you life is hard Misery from the start, It's dull, it's slow, it's painful But I tell you life is sweet In spite of the misery There's so much more, be grateful So, who will you believe Who will you listen to Who will it be 'cause it's high time that you decide It's time to make up your own your own state of mind Oh they told you life is long Be thankful when it's done Don't ask for more, be grateful But I tell you life is short Be thankful because Before you know it it will be over 'cause life is sweet, life is also very short life is sweet and life is also very short life is sweet |
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| 3. |
| 4:06 |
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La-la-la-la...
You've been so kind and generous I don't know how you keep on giving For your kindness, I'm in debt to you For your selflessness, my admiration For everything you've done, you know I'm bound I'm bound to thank you for it La-la-la-la... You've been so kind and generous I don't know how you keep on giving For your kindness, I'm in debt to you And I never could have come, this far without you For everything you've done, you know I'm bound I'm bound to thank you for it La-la-la-la... Oh, I want to thank you for so many gifts you gave The love, the tenderness, I wanna thank you I want to thank you for your generosity, the love And the honesty that you gave me I want to thank you show my gratitude My love, and my respect for you, I want to thank you Oh, I want to thank you, thank you; thank you, thank you I want to thank you, thank you; thank you, thank you |
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| 4. |
| 5:23 |
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Blue, like the winter snow in the full moon
Black like the silhouettes of the trees Late blooming flowers lie frozen underneath the storms I want you to remember me that way (Faraway) I'll be gone, will you wait for me here (how long) I don't know, will you wait for me here Still as the river grows in December Silent and perfect blinding ice Spring keeps her promises No cold can keep her back I want you to remember me that way (Faraway) I'll be gone, will you wait for me here (how long) I don't know, but wait for me here (follow) don't follow me to where, where I go (Faraway) I'll be gone, will you wait for me here (how long) I don't know, will you wait for me here (follow) don't follow me to where I've gone (follow) don't follow me to where I've gone (someday, you'll take my place) And I'll wait for you here |
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| 5. |
| 5:33 |
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Take a look at my body
Look at my hands There's so much here that I don't understand Your face-saving promises Whispered like prayers I don't need them 'cause I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long As if I'm becoming untouchable Well, contempt loves the silence, it thrives in the dark With fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart They say that promises sweeten the blow but I don't need them, no I don't need them I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long As if I'm becoming untouchable I'm a slow-dying flower In the frost-killing hour Sweet turning sour and untouchable I need the darkness, the sweetness, the sadness, the weakness Oh I need this I need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight, angel, sweet love of my life Oh I need this I'm a slow-dying flower Frost-killing hour The sweet turning sour and untouchable Do you remember the way that you touched me before All the trembling sweetness I loved and adored Your face-saving promises Whispered liked prayers I don't need them I need the darkness, the sweetness, the sadness, the weakness Oh, I need this I need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight, angel, sweet love of my life Oh, I need this Well is it dark enough Can you see me Do you want me Can you reach me Oh, I'm leaving Better shut your mouth, and hold your breath You kiss me now, you catch your death Oh, I mean this Oh, I mean this |
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| 6. |
| 4:48 |
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People down-cast in despair
See the dis-illusion everywhere Hoping their bad luck will change It's a little harder everyday People struggle, people fight For the simple pleasures in their life The trouble comes from everywhere It's a little more than you can bear I know that it will hurt I know that it will break your heart The way things are The way they've been And the way they've always been People shallow, self-absorbed See them push and shove for their rewards With nothing else on their minds You can read about it in their eyes People ruthless, people cruel The damage that some people do Full of hatred, full of pride It's enough to make you lose your mind I know that it will hurt I know that it will break your heart The way things are And the way they've been I know that it will hurt I know that it will break your heart The way things are And the way they've been Don't spread the discontent Don't spread the lies Don't make the same mistakes With your own life You know we're all a little low sometimes I know that it will hurt I know that it will break your heart The way things are And the way they've been Don't spread the discontent Don't spread the lies Don't make the same mistakes In your own life And don't disrespect yourself Don't lose your pride And don't think everybody's gonna change their side Oh no |
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| 7. |
| 4:09 |
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Farewell today
Travel on now Be on your way Go safely there And never worry Never care Beyond this day Farewell tonight To all joy And to all the light Go on Go peacefully We can't keep your majesty Be on your way Make ready for the last king of May Make a cardboard crown for him And make your voices one Praise a crazy mother's son Who loved his life Farewell today travel on now Be on your way Can't bear the very thought that we That we could keep your majesty Be on your way Make ready for the last king of May Make a hole in the ground for him Raise your voices up Drink your loving cup To his long life To his long life Make ready for the last king of May Make a hole in the sky for him Raise your voices up Lift your loving cup To his long life To his long life His long life And raise your voices up Lift your loving cup To his long life To his long life To his long life To his long life |
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| 8. |
| 6:58 |
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Remember how it all began
The apple and the fall of man The price we pay So the people say Down the path of shame it led us Dared to bite the hand That fed us fairy tale and moral end Wheel of Fortune Never turns again Never turns again The worst of it has come and gone And the chaos of millenium And the falling out of the doomsday crowd Their last retreat is moving slow They burn their bridges as they go The heretic is beautified Teach the harlot's child to smile Rocked again by indecision Should we make that small incision Testify to the bleeding heart inside We cut, we scratched, we rend, we slashed And when he opened up at last Found a cul de sac Deep and black Smoke and ash Deep and black Smoke and ash The wicked king of Parodies Kissing all his enemies On the seventh day Of the seventh week Tyrant's voice is softened now But just for one forgiving hour Before the rise of his Iron fist again Fist again I've come tonight I've come to know The way we are The way we'll go And to measure this Width of the wide abyss I come to you in restless sleep Where all your dreams turn bittersweet With voodoo doll philosophies Day glow holy trinities The crooked raft that leaves the shore Ferries drunken souls aboard Pilgrims march to Compestelo Visions of their saint in yellow Follow deep in trance Lost in a catatonic dance Know no future Damn the past Blind, warm, ecstatic Safe at last |
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| 9. |
| 2:30 |
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I'm an effigy
A parody of Who I appear to be Put your flaming torches under me I'm an effigy A parody of Who I appear to be Put your flaming torches under me I'm an effigy A parody of Who I appear to be Put your flaming torches under me Endless so far in myself, follow me fade to Tibetan singer, Yungchen Lhamo |
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| 10. |
| 3:18 |
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What's it like there outside
With the living, with the living Here I've found a place I can hide >From the living, from the living Because I don't care to stay with the living Oh, the bottle has been to me My closest friend, my worst enemy Full of flavor I walked a fine line Squandered it all and wasted my time And I don't stand a chance among the living For the lovers I've gambled and lost Count my mistakes whatever the cost I'll go off, I'll make myself scarce Oh, come tomorrow You won't find me here Because I don't care to stay with the living I don't think I'll remain with the living And I don't care to stay with the living No, I don't care to stay |
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| 11. |
| 9:33 | 
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