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Comes and goes
And goes, she comes No man will ever Make her moan Break her bones Hey Judith Judith Hey, hey On the weight of a storm She comes and goes Oh Judith Yeah, Judith Oh Judith Judith Judith Oh Judith Oh Judith No man will ever Break her bones Break her bones With fire in her halo She comes and goes, yeah Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith There she goes Judith Hey, yeah... Judith... |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
Comes and goes
And goes, she comes No man will ever Make her moan Break her bones Hey Judith Judith Hey, hey On the weight of a storm She comes and goes Oh Judith Yeah, Judith Oh Judith Judith Judith Oh Judith Oh Judith No man will ever Break her bones Break her bones With fire in her halo She comes and goes, yeah Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith There she goes Judith Hey, yeah... Judith... |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
Her voice cut like a razor
A rose petal with summery eyes You beautiful flame girl screamer Seducer of the non-believers Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Princess, but no virgin A butterfly burnt by flame She fluttered with her life She stood outside till the winter came Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Yeah, everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Her voice cut like a razor A rose petal with summery eyes Oh, beautiful flame girl screamer Sweet seducer of the non-believers, oh yeah Little face, they pushed you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Little face Little face Seducer of the non-believers Little face Little face Little face |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
Her voice cut like a razor
A rose petal with summery eyes You beautiful flame girl screamer Seducer of the non-believers Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Princess, but no virgin A butterfly burnt by flame She fluttered with her life She stood outside till the winter came Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Yeah, everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Her voice cut like a razor A rose petal with summery eyes Oh, beautiful flame girl screamer Sweet seducer of the non-believers, oh yeah Little face, they pushed you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Little face Little face Seducer of the non-believers Little face Little face Little face |
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from Gone In 60 Seconds (식스티 세컨즈) [ost] (2000)
I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to learn to live without you I thought it was just a matter of time Till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you But it's just not so And after all this time, I still can't let go I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory, baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby I've tried everything that I can To get my heart to forget you But it just can't seem to I guess it's just no use In every part of me Is still a part of you And I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory, baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of her fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby I've still got your face Painted on my heart Painted on my heart Painted on my heart, oh baby Something in your eyes keeps haunting me I'm trying to escape you And I know there ain't no way to To chase you from my mind I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby I've still got your face I've still got your face Painted on my heart Painted on my heart |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
You dirty hippie girl
Your soft lips make me swirl I despise all of your lies I'm not the prodigal son I'm not the chosen one I'm just a man of good intention Hey-hey-hey Come on home Hey-hey-hey Your horses terrify me I can't work out why The things you say are not ok I'm not the prodigal son I'm not the chosen one Why can't you decide When you chastise me? Whoa I'm coming down Coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken I'm coming down I'm coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud Your dying flowers stink They smell like rotten ink From a poison pen So I wrote on your head Well, just how deep you'll go From whence you came, and don't you know? Whoa, innocence Your winter's so harsh in your heart I'm coming down Coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down Yeah-hey... You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud Pushin' me harder Pushin' me harder Pushin' me harder Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm coming down I'm coming, coming down You baptise me, oh yeah I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down, whoa yeah Coming down You baptise me, yeah I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, his drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down Well, I'm still mad Yeah, your drug tongue spoken true |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Always said you were a youthquaker, Edie
A stormy little world shaker Oh, Warhol's darling queen, Edie An angel with a broken wing The dogs lay at your feet, Edie Oh, we caressed your cheek Ooh, stars wrapped in your hair Ooh, life without a care But your not there Oh, caught up in an endless scene, Edie Yeah, paradise, a shattered dream Oh, wired on the pills you took, Edie Your innocence dripped blood, sweet child The dogs lay at your feet, Edie Oh, we caressed your cheek Ooh, stars wrapped in your hair Ooh, life without a care Ciao baby ... Shake it, boy Oh, sweet little sugar talker Paradise dream stealer Oh, Warhol's little queen, Edie An angel with a broken wing, oh The dogs lay at your feet, Edie Oh, we caressed your cheek, well Stars wrapped in your hair Ooh, life without a care Yeah, yeah, yeah Why did you kiss the world goodbye? Ciao baby Don't you know paradise takes time? Ciao, yeah Why did you kiss the world goodbye? Ciao baby Don't you know paradise takes time? Ooh, ciao, yeah Ciao baby, yeah Ciao baby Ciao baby, yeah Ciao baby |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Fire woman, yeah
Shake, shake, shake, shake it, yeah Wound up, can't sleep, can't do anything right, little honey Oh, since I set my eyes on you I tell you the truth T-t-t-t-twistin' like a flame in a slow dance, baby You're driving me crazy Come on, little honey Come on now Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire, yeah Smoke on the horizon, well Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smokestack lightning Smokestack lightning Well, shake it up, you're to blame, got me swayin' little honey My heart's a ball of burnin' flame Oh, yes it is Prancing like a cat on a hot tin shack Lord, have mercy Come on little sister Come on and shake it Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smoke on the horizon, yeah Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smokestack lightning, baby I was thinking What I've been missing I'll tell you truthfully, well She's coming close now Oh, I can feel her She's getting close to me And I never, yeah Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smoke on the horizon Fire Smoke, she is a rising, rising, rising fire Smokestack lightning A-j-j-j... Burnin' out and shake it, baby. Come on and burn it. I say send down fire to me say send down fire to me say send down fire to me, yeah! Fire woman, you're to blame... |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Go west young man
And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Go west young man And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Go west young man Are your dreams in the new lands? And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey Go west young man Go west young man And spread your wings in the new, new, new, new, new lands And my life is over while your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... Go west young man And break those heads in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Crazy... The world is crazy... Around and round... Crazy |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Down and out in London
Los Angeles and Paris, too, uh-huh I drank a river in my time To get on through, yeah Well, the night, it rise above you, rise above me And the blues, they swirl around me To the heart of soul You got to bleed a little while you sing Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Get to the heart of soul Gotta get to the heart of soul, yeah Get to the hip, now baby 'Fore the hip get to you, lil' woman Try to bend me out of shape Can't tell me, can't tell me what to do, little honey Well, the night, it rise above me, rise above me, yeah And those blues, they swirl around me, ooh, ooh To the heart of soul You gotta bleed a little while you sing Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Ow, get to the heart of soul, yeah Gotta get to the heart of soul You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Get to the heart of soul, yeah Baby, heart of soul, ow From the delta Down on the river We need some heart of soul In the world today now A little bit of heart of soul now In the world today A little bit of soul now A little heart of so-so-so-so, soul You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah Lest the words don't mean nothing, no they don't, no Get to the heart of soul, yeah Ow, baby, heart of soul What I want Is a heart of soul What I want What I need Is a heart of soul now What I want Heart of soul yeah What I want baby is a heart of soul You got the heart, you got the soul You got the heart of soul You got the power, you got the heart You got the soul |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Free your mind and float away, ooh-ooh-ooh
Lose all time and drift away Violence in the world is on the rise again Free yourself, spin away Ah, climb a mountain to reach yourself Climb a mountain to find zen, zen, zen, ay Free your mind and drift away, yeah Free your tribe and float away, float away, ooh Climb a mountain to reach yourself Ah, climb a mountain to find zen, zen, zen Hey, hey, hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? Hey, hey, hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? It's ok? Stroll your bones, yes, sow your oats, yeah Love your friends and tellin' jokes Gonna make such an entry with the gunstar season folks Well, love, love, love in, love in the clouds, in the clouds Climb a mountain to reach yourself Ah, climb a mountain to find zen, zen, zen Hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? Hey, hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? It's ok? It's ok? It's ok? Free... |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean
Like a desert sun that burns my skin I've been waiting for her for so long Open the sky and let her come down Here comes the rain Here comes the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean Like a desert sun that burns my skin I've been waiting for her for so long Open the sky and let her come down Here comes the rain Here comes the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain I love the rain I love the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain Oh, rain Rain Rain Oh, here comes the rain I love the rain Well, I love the rain Here she comes again I love the rain Rain Rain |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
I said hep cats, sinners, brats
Suck on this for sunshine This is the resurrection, yeah, of all the good times I said hep cats, sinners, brats, sunshine This is the resurrection, yeah, yeah, of the good times I said hep cats, sinners, brats Suck on me for sunshine This is the resurrection, yeah, of all the good times Resurrection Joe Resurrection Joe Two soldiers went marching Well, down an open road With a guilty load One turned the other, said I am dead This is my calling On to you My resurrection for you, yeah Suck on this for sunshine Resurrection Joe I said hep... Suck on this for the sunshine Resurrection Joe Resurrection Joe |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Pictures of never ending dreams
I can't see what these images mean Locked inside me Can't set the rainbows free Like perishing flowers They sag and twist and die There's a revolution There's a revolution, yeah There's a revolution There's a revolution Sorrow What does revolution mean to you? To save today's like wishing in the wind All my beautiful friends have all gone away Like the waves They flow and ebb and die There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a, there's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution, yeah Joy or sorrow What does revolution mean to you? To save today's like wishing in the wind All my beautiful friends have all gone away Like the waves They flow and ebb and die There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution, yeah |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Oh the heads that turn
Make my back burn Oh the heads that turn Make my back, make my back burn The sparkle in your eyes Keeps me alive And the sparkle in your eyes Keeps me alive, keeps a man alive And the world, and the world And the world turns around The world, and the world, yeah The world drags me down Well the heads that turn Make my back burn And the heads that turn Make my back, make my back burn, yeah Yeah-ah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah-ah The fire in your eyes Keeps me alive And the fire in your eyes Keeps me alive I'm sure in her you'll find The sanctuary I'm sure in her you'll find The sanctuary And the world The world turns around And the world, and the world The world drags me down And the world, and the world, and the world The world turns around And the world, and the world, and the world, and the world The world drags me down Hey-yeah-ah-ah Hey-yeah-ah-ah And the world And the world turns around And the world, and the world Yeah, the world drags me down And the world Yeah, the world turns around And the world, and the world The world drags me down Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Let it be beautiful when I sing the last song
I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let the sun shine on me when I sing the last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the stars before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will have the whole world to make music with me Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Spirit spirit spirit |
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Yeah, I believe in freedom
Freedom is a vision Her found religion I humble myself Just to get some respect, yeah Get some respect, yeah I kiss her sandled foot She's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind Kiss her sandled foot Oh, she's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah I believe in liberation Won't you liberate me? Come on and take me, well I took no holy vow Won't you hold this pagan soul? Hold my soul I kiss her sandled foot She's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind I kiss her sandled foot She's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Hey Well, I believe in freedom Freedom is her vision Freedom is her Freedom is her Freedom is her vision Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, riot girl, show me your truth, yeah, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Show me, show me, show me Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me the truth, yeah Gimme truth, yeah... |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
This is where it all ends
And the kinda dream that you've never seen Well, yeah Hot damn, ooh, mercy ma'am What the hell you doing to me? Ah, strutting round with your head held high What you trying to prove, girl? Black haired missy Big brown eyes On my knees, mama please I'm a regal man I'll do what I can To take you off to the promised land I'm a sun king, baby Let me take you by the hand Sun king, honey We can rule across the land I'm a sun king, baby With you, I'll share my throne A sun king, honey I can't make it on my own, no Hey, look out, little missy's about Ripping up the town, yeah Honey, I can't tie you down Woman, you make me frown Long legged lady with a black dress on On my knees, mama please I'm a regal man I'll do what I can To t-t-take you to the promised land A sun king, baby Let me take you by the hand Yeah, sun king, honey We can rule across this land I'm a sun king, baby, baby With you, I'll share my throne A sun king, honey I can't make it on my own, yeah Let me tell you people Now, listen good City crawling like a tired dog, yeah Cult children in the house of the dawn, yeah Time was wasted 'cause it's gone too fast Time was wasted 'cause it's gone too fast I see the sun begin to shine I see the sun begin to shine Sun king, baby, ow Let me take you by the hand Oh, sun king, honey We can rule across the land I'm a sun king, baby, yeah yeah With you, I'll share my throne Sun king, honey I can't make it on my own, yeah I'm a sun king, baby Sun king Sun king, baby... |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
All the hip young things
Trying to make a scene Living out forbidden dreams Star spangled banner Flutters in the sky Time hustles those Who wait to die Come on little honey Come on now, please Come on little honey and dance with me Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn, well Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on Ooh, she's a Dior girl Twisting round the world Midnight crush boogie scene Firm fixed expression Sensual, tender, smooth Sexual panther, beautifully cool Come on little honey Come on now, please Come on little honey and dance with me Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn, well, well, well, well Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on, yeah Hustle and strut through Paris at night Hustle and strut Hustle and strut through Paris at night Hustle and strut Say na na na Say na na na, yeah City of sin Come and let me in City of sin Come and let me in, ow Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on, yeah |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
So you finally found your rhythm, man
Got your funky ass out of the can Well, a girl is coming to you Gonna show you what is true The witch, she need a lover, boy Maybe it could be you It took a while to understand, whoa, yeah Stole the needs of another man, yeah Took a while to understand, whoa, yeah-yeah Push your sex on a mortal man Your dreams are coming true They said they wouldn't do Cool world need to save you, boy Maybe it could be you Took a while to understand, yeah Push your sex on a mortal man, yeah-yeah-yeah Took a while to understand, whoa, yeah-yeah Push your sex on a mortal man, yeah She's got what you need What she got is good, good She's got what you need What she got is good, yeah She's got what you need She's got what you need What she got is good, so good She's got what you need What she got is good She's got it She's got it good, yeah She's got it, mmmm She's got it good, yeah She's got it, whoo She's got it good, yeah She's got it She's got it good, yeah She's got what you need What she got is good, yeah She's got what you need What she got is good She's got what you need, yeah And the witch is coming to you Everybody need a saviour, baby Everybody need a saviour Everybody tryin' to save you, baby Everybody tryin' to paralyze, yeah, whoo, whoo Everybody need a saviour, baby Cool world need a saviour Everybody tryin' to save you, baby Cool world need-a-paralyze, yeah She's got what you need What she got is good, yeah She's got what you need Yeah, the witch is coming to you And the witch is coming for you, yeah Comin' as a wizard, maybe And the witch is coming to you, yeah |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Hey you
You're a wild honey child I'm out of control Every time you are near me I'm a wolf child, baby And I'm howlin' for you My heart beats faster Hey hey, and it's overpowered, ow I'm a wolf child, girl Howlin' for you Wild flower Star of my dreams The most beautiful thing, yeah Yeah you Sweet sensation of a nation Oh, my soul You're a perfect creation You're an angel, baby And I'm cryin' for you My heart beats faster Hey hey, and I'm overpowered I'm a wolf child, girl Howlin' for you Wild flower Star of my dreams The most beautiful thing Wild flower I love you every hour Wild flower Burning down the night Set the world alight, yeah Wild flower I'm a wolf child, girl Howlin' for you Wild flower You're the star of my dreams Most beautiful thing Wild flower I love you every hour Wild flower I love you every hour Crazy 'bout you, yeah Crazy 'bout you, girl Crazy 'bout you, yeah Crazy 'bout Crazy 'bout you, yeah |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Wild hearted son
Baby, the world didn't want me to run To try and break me down to my knees, yeah Wild hearted, yeah-yeah, yeah Well now You know, I shoot from the hip now My fist raised in the air I'm a whirlwind dreamer, baby With my head high in the clouds, yeah Ow, don't take me too lightly I got the blues power, baby I'm just a breed of society I'm pushin' hard and stealin' free Don't you try to lay no trip on me, yeah I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone Wild hearted son, yeah I'm a wild hearted son Hey mama, the world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son Ow, I was born to the city But I longed to roam free Got a screaming horse in my belly Scar on my heart I live outside of convention You know the people who stare I'm just a breed of society I'm pushin' hard and I'm stealin' free Don't try to lay no trip on me, whoa Cause I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah Wild hearted son I'm a wild hearted son Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run, yeah Wild hearted son Baby, baby, yeah-yeah Wild hearted son, yeah The world didn't want me to run Try to break me down, down... I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah Wild hearted son I'm a wild hearted son Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son, son, baby, yeah |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
I look inside your black heaven
I see your naked altar there, yeah, yeah-yeah They rip you down and criticize you Too strong to bend, too strong to care, oh-oh, oh Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the death machine American gothic raven boy Child monster with insect hair, yeah, heh-heh You destroy this moral prison You free the slaves, you free the slaves You free the slaves, you free the Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light A black star, white light A black star, white light A black star, white light American gothic, your black heaven American gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven American gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven American gothic, it's your black heaven, your black heaven Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine Black star, white light Black star, white light Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine American gothic American gothic American dream Your black heaven Your black heaven Your black heaven |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
Ashes and ghosts are all around me, yeah on
On the night of the assassins, they came, and I was ready Do you beleive? Oh, yeah Do you beleive? I look around the world and see The winged waifs powdered on petal dust I can't believe the sorcerer's dream has come And never chosen one of us All around, the atoms raging I can see your magic's failing I do believe they're gonna get you I do believe, can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me I don't believe in what you're saying, no, no, no, no Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me You broke the truth and now you're fading Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart You're a fake, yeah, you're a fraud The assassin's hand has planned To pull the wings off every one of us, yeah Cracked fairy head's are spinning down The blood shot eyes, nostrils flared at us All around, the atoms raging I can see your magic's failing I do believe they're gonna get you I do believe, can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me I don't believe in what you're saying, no, no, no, no Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me You broke the truth and now you're fading Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart You're a dog, you're a fake, you're a fraud Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me I don't believe in what you're saying, whoa, oh-oh Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart Can't cast a spell on me Ashes and ghosts are all around me You broke the truth and now you're fading Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart You're fading, yeah, you're fading, fading Don't believe in what you're saying Can't cast a spell on me, oh-whoa, no, no, no, no You broke the truth and now you're fading Yeah, you're fading, yeah, you're fading, yeah, you're fading |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
I don't wanna be myself
Yeah, baby, I just wanna run You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun, oh Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun This tear of God I shot the sun, baby I don't wanna be myself Well, baby, I just wanna run, oh You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This tear of God, this tear of God I shot the sun, baby, oh This tear of God A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me Whoa, whoa yeah, yeah, whoa yeah Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego And I shot the sun And I shot the sun And I shot the sun, baby And I shot the sun, oh yeah Breathe you bastard, breathe Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
Shaking your fist, yeah
Do you feel like a man? Got a rock in your pocket Got the girl by the hand Flick the bird to the world, yeah 'Cause the world is your plan Don't stand still for no one Don't take it, take it, take it All my life, I never learned My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn Hang your head 'till tomorrow Look to the stars for your muse Yeah, the world's better mellow Yeah, you're judged by your shoes Yeah, your mouth is so dirty Since you were a kid Rise up like a flame Don't take it, take it, take it, take it All my life, I never learned My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah My bridge is raised, yay, well, my bridges burn Don't be a zero, be a hero A sex pistol, guitar hero Don't be a zero, you gotta be a hero A sex pistol, guitar hero All my life, I never learned My bridge is raised, my bridges burn And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah My bridge is raised, well, my bridges burn, yeah Be a hero, oh A sex pistol, oh An alert atomic bomb, yeah |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
Hey Nico, stay strong in this world
My girl, ignore their cold words The song of your heart's so true The sigh is a way for you Hey Nico, stay strong in this world I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide I'm lost inside your sweet kiss Hey Nico, the life that you missed Sometimes you're so strange to me Alone as your heart that bleeds alone Hey Nico, stay strong in this world, my girl I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide Yeah, the secret that you hide, that you hide Then you fell And then you fell And then you fell And then you fell straight to hell Straight to hell Straight to hell Straight to hell Striaght to hell The silence of your wings The beauty that it brings A kiss before we die One kiss before we fry I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide The secret that you hide Whoa-whoa, yeah I watched your spirit fly Across the velvet sky The secrets that you hide A secret that you hide, that you hide Yeah, yeah... |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
You are the sun, I am the flame
You are the blood, I am the same We are the love that rises again They are the snake that bites on your veins (We are not chained to the wheel) You are the tear, I have no fear You are so strange, I feel the same Sorcerous mind, we ride again (We are not chained to the wheel, to the wheel) It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye You got wings upon your back and you can fly It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye 'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise And still you rise You are alive and high in my dreams You are the stars that mystify me And you are the wolf that frightens the thief And you are the voice that they disbelieve (We are not chained to the wheel) And you are the spark that sets us all free (We are not chained to the wheel, to the wheel) It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye You got wings upon your back and you can fly It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye 'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise And still you rise Whoa, baby It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye You got wings upon your back and you can fly It's the way that you feel It's the truth in your eye 'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise And still you rise Still you rise Still you rise |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
I like the way you shape the sky, mama
I like the way you shake the night, yeah I like the way you whip my mind, lover I like the way you whip my mind, yeah I wanna take you down with me, lover Into the heart of the dark with me, yeah Take a trip inside Cast the spell you hide, yeah Take a trip Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me Well, I like the way you shape the sky, mama I like the way you shake the sky, yeah I like the way you whip my mind, lover I like the way you whip my mind, yeah-yeah Take a trip inside Cast the spell you hide, well Take a trip Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me 'Cause you're so outside and so alive 'Cause you're so outside and so alive Yeah, you're so outside, well Cracker heads and angels in your heart come together, yeah Yeah, your cracker heads and angels in your hearts come together, yeah You little cracker heads and angels Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl Steal my crown and you resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me Be a thief, girl Steal my crown and resurrect me Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah Burn the night and dance around me 'Cause I'm so outside and so alive |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
Black California
Crush the innocent mind Girl, I oughta warn you My reputation's unkind But you knew that anyway Black California Black California Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife I've been down in dirty black water Poison feeds the mouth of disorder (Who pays the devil?) Obey the law, obey the disorder (Who pays the devil?) Obey the law, obey the disorder (Who pays the devil?) Black California (Who pays the devil?) Crush the innocent mind (Who pays the devil?) Who pays the devil? Who rides the devil? They change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on Black California Black California Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah Show them fear and they'll show you the knife Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children Come on, come on, come on now Come on, come on, come on, my children And they'll show you the knife |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
You love it, you need it
You taste it and you'd breathe it You want it, you feel it You gotta recieve it You hate it, can't leave it You shoot it, you cheat it Reject it, respect it Don't try to decieve it Take the power, we're all free, yeah Take the power, you gotta let it bleed, yeah C'mon, take the power, you gotta just beleive, yeah Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me You love it, you need it You taste it and you breathe it You want it, you feel it You've got to recieve it You hate it, can't leave it You shoot it, you can't cheat it Reject it, respect it Don't try to decieve it Take the power, we're all free Take the power, you gotta let it bleed C'mon, take the power, gotta just beleive Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me Take a little leap of faith Kiss the heart that hides this face, it never fades Take a little leap of faith Kiss the heart that hides this face, it never fades You love it, you need it You taste it, you breathe it You want it, you feel it You've got to recieve it You hate it, can't leave it You shoot it and you cheat it Reject it, respect it Don't try to decieve it Take the power, we're all free Take the power, you gotta let it bleed C'mon, take the power, you gotta just beleive Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me Take the power, we're all free Take the power, you gotta let it bleed C'mon, take the power, just beleive Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
Hail the guitar, all tuned down
In a power circle, obey the crowd All ride a wave, crash right in Lovers and fighters, adrenaline The singer spits, our hearts all rise Energy is visible, we all crush tight All washed away, tsunami wave Fragile human, all the same And now, I face the sound When all around is burning I'm like Hermes, drifting down I am the saint, your path into the light I am the knife that cuts right through your life I have found the path immortalized I am the saint, the path into the light Caught in a trap, the systems are down Communication's broken, I feel underground Weight of the storm, in sound, we all drown You'll never understand what drives us all on And now, I face the sound And all around is burning I'm like Hermes, drifting down, down, down, down I am the saint, your path, the way, the light I am the knife that cuts right through your life I have found the path immortalized I am the saint, your path, the way, the light I am the saint, your path into the light I am the knife that cuts right through your life I have found the path immortalized I am the saint, your path, the way, the light I am the saint... |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
I was standing on the mountain, back against the world
Left it all behind me, how my life had turned Seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin Don't let it turn against you, drive you down again Caught up in the moment, accelerated dream Possessed by a notion of how my life should be All you true believers You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on All you true believers You gotta move on with your life, yeah Pick up your pretty head, girl, stop crying to yourself Run into the wild places far from here We are darker angels, black lighting in our heads We are far beyond the moment, too far to care Standing on the mountain, our backs against the world When we leave it all behind us, how our lives have turned, whoa-oh All you true believers You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, yeah, c'mon now All you true believers You gotta move on with your life, whoa-oh I believe that it shines... I was standing on the mountain, my back's against the world Left it all behind me, and how my life had turned I seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin Don't let it turn against you and drive you down again All you true believers You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, whoa, yeah All you true believers You gotta move on with your lives, whoa-whoa I got a mortal skin Got a mortal life Wanna be immortalized Living in forever skies I wanna live forever, yeah I got a mortal skin Got a mortal life Wanna be immortalized Living in forever skies I wanna live forever Got a mortal life Got a mortal skin Wanna be immortalized |
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from The Cult - Beyond Good And Evil (2001)
Cultivate a war breed
Get the head your soul needs Crystallice at light speed Dis the lies that they feed Cultivate a war breed Get the head your soul needs Crystallice at light speed Dis the lies that they feed We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control War-A state of mind War-Our hearts are blind War-Is Nature Dead War War Holy War tears of man drop your front baby Obey the command Holy War tears of man drop your front baby Obey my command Split the lip that dope feeds Exterminate the bad seed Tread the path that monks breathe Ride the horse that runs free That runs free We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control War-A state of mind War-Our hearts are blind War-Is Nature Dead War War Holy War tears of man drop your front baby Obey the command Holy War tears of man drop your front baby Obey my command Lies, Drugs, Hate, Guns, God, Fear, Flies, Sex Lies, Drugs, Hate, Guns, God, Fear, Flies, Sex We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control We're burning out of control War-A state of mind War-Our hearts are blind War-Is Nature Dead War War |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Four crows nailed to a wooden post
Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand It kinda touched me for a day Four crows nailed to a wooden post Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand You know, it kinda touched me for a day There are no bright skies Where the eagle flies Suddenly, inside me, inside me I don't need I am alive I am alive Hey, hey So psychedelic, driving over the sun Past the still sky trees and fields To the place the great relics have kissed you know It kinda touched me for a day There are no bright skies Where the eagle flies Suddenly, inside me, inside me I don't need I am alive I am alive Hey, hey.. |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Four crows nailed to a wooden post
Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand It kinda touched me for a day Four crows nailed to a wooden post Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand You know, it kinda touched me for a day There are no bright skies Where the eagle flies Suddenly, inside me, inside me I don't need I am alive I am alive Hey, hey So psychedelic, driving over the sun Past the still sky trees and fields To the place the great relics have kissed you know It kinda touched me for a day There are no bright skies Where the eagle flies Suddenly, inside me, inside me I don't need I am alive I am alive Hey, hey.. |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Wait a minute, my friend
Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand Oh sweet flower blossom in my hands Another day is ending for them Another day will end I am alive, see my rivers flowing I don't wanna be like , I don't wanna be like you There are no others in here, no There are no others in here, no way And a voice of the people cries As it drones on in monotone Here is the news, it's all so sad Ooh, and the black and white The diluted truth of you Put the pennies in a collection plate Come on Come on Come on Wait a minute, my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand Oh sweet flower blossom in my hand Another day is ending for them Another day will end While I'm alive, you see my rivers flowing I don't wanna be like , I don't wanna be like you There are no others in here, no There are no others in here, no We're burning up in here I'm burning up in here Oh no, Oh no Step a little closer I wonder if you can Remember me in this way |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Wait a minute, my friend
Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand Oh sweet flower blossom in my hands Another day is ending for them Another day will end I am alive, see my rivers flowing I don't wanna be like , I don't wanna be like you There are no others in here, no There are no others in here, no way And a voice of the people cries As it drones on in monotone Here is the news, it's all so sad Ooh, and the black and white The diluted truth of you Put the pennies in a collection plate Come on Come on Come on Wait a minute, my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand Oh sweet flower blossom in my hand Another day is ending for them Another day will end While I'm alive, you see my rivers flowing I don't wanna be like , I don't wanna be like you There are no others in here, no There are no others in here, no We're burning up in here I'm burning up in here Oh no, Oh no Step a little closer I wonder if you can Remember me in this way |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
It's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach my hand I reach my hand For that bad medicine The crowds are full of heroes Propping up the mark with their empty goals It's starting and it's raining And the porno burns my eyes Wipe away the tear With the skin from my hide Don't you give into that bad medicine Keep on smiling It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall Oh, it's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I've heard about this new world you're building But will there be room for me? It's starting and it's raining And the porno burns my eyes Wipe away the tear With the skin from my hide Reach out for that bad medicine Ooh, feel your skin burn Feel your soul turn Don't you give into Don't you give into that bad medicine Bad medicine Smile, it may take a while But it's better than being nailed to the floor Spit in their face if they stare while you're down Don't reach out for that bad medicine Don't reach out for that bad medicine Try smiling or smile or smile Bad medicine get hold of Bad medicine get hold of you Wipe away the tears With the skin from my hide Wipe away the tears With the skin from my hide It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach out my hand I reach out my hand for that bad medicine Don't you give into Don't you give into that bad medicine That bad medicine Mmmm, bad medicine Mmmm, bad medicine |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
It's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach my hand I reach my hand For that bad medicine The crowds are full of heroes Propping up the mark with their empty goals It's starting and it's raining And the porno burns my eyes Wipe away the tear With the skin from my hide Don't you give into that bad medicine Keep on smiling It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall Oh, it's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I've heard about this new world you're building But will there be room for me? It's starting and it's raining And the porno burns my eyes Wipe away the tear With the skin from my hide Reach out for that bad medicine Ooh, feel your skin burn Feel your soul turn Don't you give into Don't you give into that bad medicine Bad medicine Smile, it may take a while But it's better than being nailed to the floor Spit in their face if they stare while you're down Don't reach out for that bad medicine Don't reach out for that bad medicine Try smiling or smile or smile Bad medicine get hold of Bad medicine get hold of you Wipe away the tears With the skin from my hide Wipe away the tears With the skin from my hide It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach out my hand I reach out my hand for that bad medicine Don't you give into Don't you give into that bad medicine That bad medicine Mmmm, bad medicine Mmmm, bad medicine |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The strangeness that I feel Rattles my bones It rattles my bones Ain't no bonebag I'm tired and sagging Only 21 but feel like 99 sometimes Just sittin' here In my lazy chair Watching all the young ones With their grey hair Ain't no bonebag I'm tired and sagging You know I feel like 99 sometimes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bonebag Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bonebag Ain't no bonebag I'm tired and sagging Only 21 but I feel like 99 sometimes Makes me feel like 99 Feel like 99 And I feel, feel, feel... Feel like 99 Only 21 sometimes Feel like Feel like Bonebag Bonebag Bonebag Ain't no bonebag Bonebag Ain't no bonebag Ain't no bonebag And I feel like 99 sometimes Ain't no bonebag I'm tired and sagging I ain't no bonebag I'm tired anymore Only 21 Like 99 sometimes |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
The wild wide eye with her painted wing
She crushed the gray boy Don't you know my selfishness was my suicide Her painted wing became my suicide, suicide The whole world did not start to cry They just got inside me And now they walk behind me They walk behind me They walk behind me Oh lord Like little dogs Like stony dogs, you know Stony dogs Stony dogs They walk behind me, oh lord They walk Behind me Behind me, oh lord |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
The wild wide eye with her painted wing
She crushed the gray boy Don't you know my selfishness was my suicide Her painted wing became my suicide, suicide The whole world did not start to cry They just got inside me And now they walk behind me They walk behind me They walk behind me Oh lord Like little dogs Like stony dogs, you know Stony dogs Stony dogs They walk behind me, oh lord They walk Behind me Behind me, oh lord |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Dreamtime, dreamtime
Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will have my dreamtime My dreamtime, my dreamtime The only thing untouched that's mine I will have my dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will wear my hair long My hair long, my hair long An extension of my heart I will wear my hair long Dream Dream Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will have my dreamtime My dreamtime, my dreamtime The only thing untouched that's mine I will have my dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime Dream... Dreamtime... |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Dreamtime, dreamtime
Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will have my dreamtime My dreamtime, my dreamtime The only thing untouched that's mine I will have my dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will wear my hair long My hair long, my hair long An extension of my heart I will wear my hair long Dream Dream Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will have my dreamtime My dreamtime, my dreamtime The only thing untouched that's mine I will have my dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime Dream... Dreamtime... |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
There's a whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no love From the heart of the desert, no love And the rhythms of my hometown My eyes are open, no love Watching for the train, no love, no love Just a breath across the ocean Feel no love If it flies, it dies Flags into a pocket, no love We're standing on a platform Feel no love In everyone a hook line, no love, no love Against me making time Feel no love Whisper in the wires, no love Of a black train-a-comin', no love, no love From the heart of the desert, no love And the rhythms of my hometown And the rhythms of my hometown Feel no love And the rhythms of my hometown |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
There's a whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no love From the heart of the desert, no love And the rhythms of my hometown My eyes are open, no love Watching for the train, no love, no love Just a breath across the ocean Feel no love If it flies, it dies Flags into a pocket, no love We're standing on a platform Feel no love In everyone a hook line, no love, no love Against me making time Feel no love Whisper in the wires, no love Of a black train-a-comin', no love, no love From the heart of the desert, no love And the rhythms of my hometown And the rhythms of my hometown Feel no love And the rhythms of my hometown |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Go west young man
And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Go west young man And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Go west young man Are your dreams in the new lands? And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey Go west young man Go west young man And spread your wings in the new, new, new, new, new lands And my life is over while your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... Go west young man And break those heads in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Crazy... The world is crazy... Around and round... Crazy |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Go west young man
And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Go west young man And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Go west young man Are your dreams in the new lands? And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey Go west young man Go west young man And spread your wings in the new, new, new, new, new lands And my life is over while your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... Go west young man And break those heads in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Crazy... The world is crazy... Around and round... Crazy |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
And they come
And they come See them prancing They come neighing, they come A horse nation See them prancin', they neighing come See them prancin' They come neighing and they neighing come The whole world is coming From the four directions Scream and shout See them prancing They come neighing and they come A horse nation See them prancing, they neighing came See them prancing Proudly they came The whole world is coming From the four directions And I scream and shout The whole world is coming From the four directions Scream and shout |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
And they come
And they come See them prancing They come neighing, they come A horse nation See them prancin', they neighing come See them prancin' They come neighing and they neighing come The whole world is coming From the four directions Scream and shout See them prancing They come neighing and they come A horse nation See them prancing, they neighing came See them prancing Proudly they came The whole world is coming From the four directions And I scream and shout The whole world is coming From the four directions Scream and shout |
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Reaching for a reason
A rider in the snow Has not far to go Has not far to go Bomb unite the land I call deep inside Where no barriers hide There's no mistake The time of change Blow my body, blow The four winds in the snow... Meanwhile back in town Behind a paper frown There's no mistake The time of change The stars sigh as they look down His horse is broken now On his knees Gray hair tumbled down His gray hair tumbled down Blow my body, blow The four winds in the snow... |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Reaching for a reason
A rider in the snow Has not far to go Has not far to go Bomb unite the land I call deep inside Where no barriers hide There's no mistake The time of change Blow my body, blow The four winds in the snow... Meanwhile back in town Behind a paper frown There's no mistake The time of change The stars sigh as they look down His horse is broken now On his knees Gray hair tumbled down His gray hair tumbled down Blow my body, blow The four winds in the snow... |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
The boats have sailed away
I stand here on the shore Can't see them anymore Can't see them anymore Waving from afar To the land called home Can you come back soon? We wish we could We think we've gone too far On this ship of fools We think we've gone too far On this ship of fools And now I walk the shore Searching for my soul Born in sea and sky I was born in sea and sky Cast afloat the sea Is the ship of fools And cast afloat the sea Is the ship of fools Heaven's know why They went away They're all aboard Except for me Can you come back soon? We wish we could We think we've gone too far On this ship of fools On this ship of fools On this ship of fools And now I walk the shore Searching for my soul And born in sea and sky I was born in sea and sky In this ship of fools In this ship of fools Cast afloat the sea Is this ship of fools We think we've gone too far... |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Let it be beautiful when I sing the last song
I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let the sun shine on me when I sing the last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the stars before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will have the whole world to make music with me Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Spirit spirit spirit |
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from The Cult - Dreamtime (2003)
Let it be beautiful when I sing the last song
I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let the sun shine on me when I sing the last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the stars before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will have the whole world to make music with me Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Spirit spirit spirit |
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| from Layer Cake (레이어 케이크) by Lisa Gerrard [ost] (2005) | |||||
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