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All the dirt's lying under the carpet
He swallowed a drink and then checked her heartbeat Her wedding gown has been burned to ashes Fanned by the flutter of her false lashes One last chance to kiss again She looked so good he looked so sane Not forever could they last Under the mask under the mask Under the mask of happiness Under the mask of happiness She got colder with each incision No-one knew he had a fatal vision One last chance to kiss again Your mother knows her baby's pain Not forever could they last Under the mask under the mask Under the mask of happiness Under the mask of happiness Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask Look at them walking look at them kiss What a picture of domestic bliss Laughing and laughing like clockwork toys Until they're broken girls and boys One last chance to kiss again she looked so good he looked so sane Not forever could they last Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask, Under the mask of happiness Under the mask of happiness Under the mask of happiness |
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You stop in the old cafe where you used to play pinball
And look for the air-raid shelter but it's gone and the cafe seems so small and all the gardens that had trees and stolen apples now have small businesses flourishing in cinder blocks Then they will call your name and hand you a gold watch Then they will call your name but it doesn't sound like much And you'll never discover why it's like an old lover you can't touch anymore It doesn't mean much anymore when you go back in time back in time You head down to the local try to find a focal point A scratch in the wallpaper but it's all been wallpapered over Down at the newsagents it's all pornography And you try to get high again but it's like time-lapse photography Then they will call your name and hand you a medal Or something more practical like a whistling kettle and it'll test your metal Just try to keep grinning knowing that this feeling is indulgence worse than sinning trying to go back in time yeah Photographs with a glossy finish letters lovers never finished And there in a dusty drawer a necktie you once wore And a girl you tried to court made you feel about two feet short Where is she now today? What would she have to say? Then they will call your name and hand you a pension A bottle of pills that guarantee life extension and give you a mention in the local boy makes good section But all the old news is like print stains across your mind when you try to go back in time Yes all this old news is just print stains across your mind when you try to go back in time Back in time back, back in time |
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The mona lisa's sister doesn't smile
She tried to pose but only for a while Leonardo sent her home since then she has lived alone With her few belongings and a copy of a painting of herself unhappy She is going to burn it when she's ready Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Marilyn was lying all alone with an empty bottle by the phone Kennedy was not around she was cold when she was found But she'd gone where the goddesses are sleeping Where the molten tongues of flame are leaping Or where the angel's hearts are beating Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Joan of arc was burning at the stake somebody had made a big mistake She had lit a cigarette in an aiport where you get All your fingers taken off for smoking. Meanwhile up the road a factory's choking The ones who killed her work there I'm not joking Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire Get started, start a fire |
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The kid's left home, the kid's got a kid of her own
Don't knock that door, don't knock it, nobody's home The mystery sign, turn off and follow it blind The interstate is jammed and crammed with exhaust mist It only leads to somewhere you'll never miss You'll never miss Get on the blue highways, follow the blue highways You know that they're there, you know that they're there Where the real America lies The rusty chrome, the shutters swing open and closed Don't knock that door, don't knock it, nobody's home The blood runs cold, the blood runs cold There must be gold where fools are That's what we are, that's what we are Get on the blue highways, follow the blue highways You know that they're there, you know that they're there Where the real America lies Blue highways, blue highways, blue highways |
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The dreams and hopes of men are powered by addiction
And who am I to say that this is an affliction When everybody gets suckered in and lives their lives like fiction Writing their own stories of success They say they want you for your colourful evocation The way you turn a cliche into a sensation But all they ever wanted was that same vibration The one that shimmers round success Success success Success success Success success Success success All you ever need: Success You can't be happy while someone else has a fistful They glow from TV screens healthy strong and fiscal And everybody slaps their back while you're alone with a wristful Jerking to the rhythm of success Success success Success success Success success Success success All you ever need: Success |
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Cupid draw back your bow
And let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me, for me - Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to my lover's heart for me Now - I don't mean to bother you but I'm in distress There's danger of me loosing all of my happiness For I love a girl who doesn't know I exist And this you can fix, so..... Cupid draw back your bow And let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me, Nobody but me - Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to my lover's heart for me Now - Cupid if your arrow makes her love strong for me I promise I will love her until eternity I know between the both of us her heart we can steal Help me if you will, so..... Cupid draw back your bow And let your arrow flow Straight to my lover's heart for me, o nobody but me - Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to my lover's heart for me Now - Cupid, don't you hear me, I'm calling you, I need you, Cupid help me . . . |
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