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Full of doubt, took the easy way out
Always said they couldn't find their place Among some real dark stuff, they got to thinking enough Remember Halcyon Days We'll spend our time with a bottle of wine And a love that knows no human state Never got to wake up early Never got to feel so poorly As the great unloved go dancing all the way Glitterball - Radiate round the hall Lifts me up - Then leaves me to fall Glitterball - Radiate round the hall As the great unloved go dancing all the way One step, Two step, Three step, Four Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor Glitterball - Radiate round the hall As the great unloved go dancing all the way And I've been captured by imagination I feel the faint vibration in the air Been taken hostage by the one creation Anticipate the night that's in your hair Glitterball - Radiate round the hall Lifts me up - Then leaves me to fall Glitterball - Radiate round the hall As the great unloved go dancing all the way Glitterball - Radiate round the hall Lifts me up - Then leaves me to fall Glitterball - Radiate round the hall As the great unloved go dancing all the way One step, Two step, Three step, Four Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor Glitterball - Radiate round the hall As the great unloved go dancing all the way One final day As the great unloved go dancing all the way Don't make me wait As the great unloved go dancing all the way Don't make me wait As the great unloved go dancing all the way |
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See the white clouds roll in
Spirits lying next to me Catch the wildflower falling It's the wound that never bleeds Hear the Sirens calling Spinning out their show Hold - The moment close to me Take it down too slow Be mine, be mine, War Babies Be mine, be mine, War Babies Can you still keep going? Shattered pieces left inside To face the final, knowing That there's somethings you can't hide Be mine, be mine, War Babies Be mine, be mine, War Babies So will the force let go? Or will the phantoms stay? Let the foreteller be your sight - It feels like something's happening today Some shame's like no other And nothing feels the same Nothing feels the same War Babies Be mine, be mine, War Babies Nothing feels the same War Babies War Babies Nothing feels the same Be mine Be mine War Babies |
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Lone child in the wild
A bird that's lost at sea The words that whisper in the silent film Say 'tomorrows gone for me' All night lying with your head in my hands And I search for reasons why But if I can't get to it - I can't get through it All that's gone now - all that's... The tears of a guy Is all I ever see The tears of a guy So many rivers run to me Wake up dreaming with the sun in my eyes Hear me screaming, don't ask why Some strange music from some sweet soul song Says I can't feel it - I can't try Time goes - and the fountain still flows I'll be watching through fortunate eyes But I can't get cured - I must endure All that's gone now - all that's... The tears of a guy Is all I ever see The tears of a guy So many rivers run to me Drift by the walls - this way Babylon - in your eyes Drift by the walls - this way Babylon - in your eyes So many rivers run through me (And we will walk) Oh little angel It's all I ever see (And we will rise) So many rivers run to me (And we will walk) Oh my little angels In your eyes So many rivers run through me In your eyes |
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Rhada come to it
Brother slide through it Sister rise - don't you care? Come on taste the mountain air Innocence comes to chance The mystery and spirit of romance Butterflies make you sigh And Kali-Yuga's miles away Procession gets in line With words of wedding day rhyme It'll make you cry Kali-Yuga's miles away And the young girl's eyes are miles away And the dust still lies miles away Rhada come to it Brother slide through it Sister rise - don't you care? Come on taste the mountain air Innocence comes to chance Mistery, spirit of romance It'll make you cry Kali-Yuga's miles away And the dust will rise miles away The young girls sigh miles away And the dust will rise miles away Don't let me down Don't let me down Blossoms cry to it Chariots take you there Climbing through mists like marble white stairs Milliseconds - take a glance Catch the mystery dance Never want to lose this chance Kali-Yuga's miles away And the dust still rise And the worlds will rise Superman v supersoul Always in control Superman v supersoul In control |
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And from the other side
A sheer white knuckle ride So young yet feel so stung by the game I know what's left in a name With all those national strains The lion hits the stage Purple hearts revolving round with purple rage And we all want to know where the weather goes And what's in store tomorrow No we don't need a replacement The more I see the more I learn All that time in the basement I can't wait nor hang around Language that shocks of the new With the promise there's nothing to hide When vultures rise out of the blue And the circle of fireflies tonight And all that heavenly light I can't understand The coup d'etat that walks inside every man They all wanna know 'bout the fasion show Where the Queen will go tomorrow Tomorrow Where the Queen will go tomorrow Where the Queen will go tomorrow No we don't need a replacement The more I see the more I learn All that time in the basement I can't wait nor hang around Feel real power in the darkness The more I see the more I learn Feel it more than I confess I can't wait nor hang around I'll be outside I'll be outside Song for the tribes Song for the tribes The more I see the more I learn No we don't need a replacement The more I see the more I learn Song for the tribes Song for the tribes |
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Open inside something about this pain
There's something about this sweet refrain Reminds me that you're not there And if I could care there's something about this curse Like a needle inside a silken purse Reminds me of all that you'd bring If I had wings I'm still standing Blue mountain high Only the fables get to fly Without these words there's no reason why It reminds me of all that you bring If I had wings Would like to teach myself If I had wings Would learn to stir myself If I had wings Strapped inside won't be denied Nightmare brings All that you said And if I could fly Long time saviour That's the sinner's crime Well without such trust I know that I can never find Never find - Never find - Never find If I had wings If I had wings I'm still standing Never find - Never find - Never find Open inside something about this pain There's something about this sweet refrain Reminds me that you're not there And if I could care there's something about this curse Like a needle inside a silken purse Reminds me of all that you'd bring If I had wings If I had wings If I had wings If I had wings |
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Did you ever see the sun rise up
Above this blackened hole Did you ever feel that what you want's Not under your control Ever think that how you feel Is not quite what you are Some of us are satellites Some are superstars They're killing Andy Warhol He's a saint and he's a thief We'll all die a million times That's what I believe Killing Andy Warhol Killing Andy Warhol They say the rain in Europe Cools you down and helps you think Water, water everywhere Nothing you can drink Kissing Andy Warhol His skin feels like a shark White hair sits so beautiful Eyelids are so dark And I'm trying to get ahead Like any boy or girl There'd be no dictators anywhere If I could rule the world Killing Andy Warhol Killing Andy warhol That's impossible - he got all that money Adorable - having all that money Feasable - that it's all black money It's so criminal - making all that money All I want, is what I'd want But I don't want that now They're dressing Andy Warhol up If only thay knew how Jesus on the neon sign Turns and starts to laugh And I'm thinking about this oxygen And how I'll make it last Killing Andy Warhol He's a saint - yeah he's a thief Motorways are everywhere With no clean air to breathe Killing Andy Warhol Killing Andy Warhol Till the end of time Till the end of time Having all that money Killing Andy Warhol He's got all that money And it's real black money Making all that money Killing Andy Warhol Killing Andy Warhol |
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Instrumental
Written by : Kerr/Burchill Reproduced Without Permission |
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