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She's the face on the radio
She's the body on the morning show She's there shaking it out on the scene And she's the colour of a magazine And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh She's employed where the sun don't set And she's the shape of a cigarette And she's the shake of a tambourine And she's the colour of a magazine And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh And if she tells you two is one Then two is one my love Ah Ah And if she tells you you should know Then you should know my love She is strung out on a TV dream And she's the taste of the gasoline And she's as similar as you can get To the shape of a cigarette And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh And she's in fashion Ouh Ouh Ouh The sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blows my brain The sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blows my brain I said The sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blows my brain sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blows my brain I said The sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blows my brain Sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blow my brain |
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1, 2, 3, 4
Bored (introspection) Yeah (city sights) Bored (no connection) Yeah (got it right) Bored (cold, impatient) Yeah (lonely nights) Bored (no new traces) Yeah (you got it right) So wire me up to the party people Wire me up to the neon lights Oh, come on, come on Come-a running along And we'll sing a little song for the afterlife Bored (stoned elation) Yeah (no new sights) Bored (no connection) Yeah (you got it right) Bored (lonely places) Yeah (astral lights) Bored (so impatient) Yeah (you got it right) So wire me up to the party people Wire me up to the neon lights Oh, come on, come on Now we're running along And we'll sing a little song for the afterlife Bored - yeah Bored - yeah |
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in the corner of your mind
there's a place you go to hide where the lonely years reside there's a secret life for sale watch the world inside your brain where the people come to say take the pieces of your life send the message to the sky mend the pieces of your mind take a look inside of you tell me what to say and do mend the pieces of your mind in the corner of your head where the world sits back instead and the pieces that you'll send there's a light that sights unseen watch the world in slide machines in the corner of your dream take the pieces of your life send the message to the sky mend the pieces of your mind take a look inside of you tell me what to say and do mend the pieces of your mind let the music play again let the songs all stay the same mend the pieces of your mind take the pieces of your life send the message to the sky mend the pieces of your mind |
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