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1. |
| 3:27 | ||||
Keep that biting lip
Know what I mean Sweat upon the brow That's what I want Stay young, just this once I . . . wanna be good value I . . . wanna see in the dark I . . . wanna win with you Hard edged thinker Know what I mean Fevered opinions That's what I want Stay young, just this once I . . . wanna be good value I . . . wanna see in the dark I . . . wanna win with you Keep that biting lip Know what I mean Sweat upon the brow That's what I want Stay young, just this once I . . . wanna be good value I . . . wanna see in the dark I . . . wanna win with you Stay young Stay young Stay young |
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2. |
| 5:12 | ||||
I
Want to want to sail a boat across the sea Four winds four winds in the sails and in me See All the all the time I wasted from you Got to got to get so closer to you The Navigation of desire in my heart Leads me leads me, cross the oceans so far Horizons Ahead ahead I can see your face now So long so long I must say goodbye now Of your love Looking looking for the buried treasure Dig down dig down and find that buried Love |
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3. |
| 3:12 | ||||
4. |
| 3:59 | ||||
No division in the ranks
The lines are long and proud No question on their lips But there will always be doubt Like a chinese painting All red with its message A flag high in the sky Twists and turns its language Underneath the colours red-blue-white Cath a glimpse of others From the corner of your eye With the rise and fall of The conductor's blind hand I play Russian Roulette I'm an angry young man |
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5. |
| 4:15 | ||||
6. |
| 3:44 | ||||
7. |
| 3:53 | ||||
8. |
| 3:00 | ||||
First there's nothing
Takes a long time Piece by piece It comes together He makes drawings Turns them into real things Simple paintings Of caves long ago Just like a game Always a winner But he works hard Surprise to himself A lot of people Bent on the future Set up the countries Closing all the doors Now he thinks big Thinks he's come a long way But we all know Long long way to go Barbarian. He's lonely. He's the only one. |
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9. |
| 3:08 | ||||
10. |
| 4:46 | ||||
Back in time where fear can't climb
Warm and safe with a nursery rhyme They will put your feet in very hot water With your senses in a cloud you Make them rich and very proud All those years of learning Just to learnn again No talk of love or jungle law The tender heart we will ignore And once again and once too often The mislead aims of twisted teachers Turns you life and face and features I've come to see your honesty Or ideal plans and security Softly the voices are speaking to me Your fault, son, that you've been done Now your lessons have just begun |