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Don’t ya worry if you’re lonely baby
I’m at your door... Put your trouble down Upon me baby That’s what I’m for... People like us Are too messed up To live in solitude I’m gonna cure that problem baby I’m gonna fix it good... We two are one We two are one Don’t ya know I really love you baby And that is sure... All the groovy things About you baby Make me feel secure... People like us Are strong enough To hold ourselves together Keep the sky from fallin’ down Yea - We’re gonna live forever... We two are one We two are one So put your lovin’ arms Around me baby And hold me tight... Give it everything You’ve got now baby We’ll get it right... People like us Are too messed up To live in solitude I’m gonna cure that problem baby I’m gonna fix it good We two are one We two are one |
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| 2. |
| 4:31 |
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Well c’mon darlin’
The stars are burning bright C’mon now darlin’ Our luck is good tonight - ’Cause we’re the all time winners In the all time loser’s game Yea we’re the all time winners And here we go again The king & queen of America... Yea it’s the king of nothing And the queen of rage With a pile of confusion Upon a glittering stage You know we never did anything To make ourselves feel proud You know we never did anything So let’s play it loud Let’s hear it for the - King & queen of America... So c’mon darlin’ There’s a big moon in the sky - We’re gonna build A little satellite - We’re gonna make it fly... We’re gonna send it up to heaven All the way up to the stars And all of them aliens Are gonna find out Who we are - We’re talkin’ ’bout the King & queen of America |
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| 3. |
| 4:54 | 
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| 4. |
| 4:23 |
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Miracle of miracles
Look what the night dragged in - It's a pocket full of misery And trouble on the wind You spoiled the best years Of your life You took them all in vain Now you think that you're forgiven But you can't be born again And you say Why? You say why? You say why? Don't ask me why I don't love you anymore I don't think I ever did And if you ever had Any kind of love for me You kept it all so well hid... Promises sweet promises You kept them from your mind Like all the lost forgotten things You never seemed to find Like all the disappointments You displayed upon your shelf Now you've got no-one to turn to You've got no-one but yourself And you say Why? You say why? You say why? Don't ask me why I don't love you anymore I don't think I ever did And if you ever had Any kind of love for me You kept it all so well hid... |
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| 5. |
| 5:12 |
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Underneath this canopy of snow
Where fifty-seven winters Took their toll Where did you go? And I believed in you I believed in you Like Elvis Presley Singing psalms on a Sunday (Where did you go?) Well she's gone to meet her maker Back to where she came from Come to save her soul... Come to save her soul... Come to take her home 'Cause it's late and past Your bedtime Well past bedtime Angel My angel Fly over me Angel... She took her life Within her hands She took her life Within her own two hands And no-one can tell her What to do now And I believed in you I believed in you Like Elvis Presley Singin live from Las Vegas (Where did you go?) Well she's gone to meet Her maker Back to where she came from Come to save her soul... |
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| 6. |
| 4:06 |
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Well I passed you by this morning
You were stumblin’ down the street And by the look upon your face I could tell you wasn’t Feeling too sweet - You dropped down to the bottom - That’s what you Gone and did - Livin’ in a bad dream Finally flipped your lid Well - Superman I’ve got News for you And every body else That’s listenin’ too There’s a new way out If yer ready to hear We’re gonna make it clear What we need is revival! Revival. Look at that girl She’s the saddest thing You’ve ever seen - Washed up and faded Like a dirty old pair of jeans She’s running round in circles But she don’t have a single friend - Looks like her own bitterness Has twisted her till the end Well - Mona Lisa look me in the eye And tell me when You’re gonna get satisfied I’m gonna spell it out Right in front of you This is what you have to do - Get ready for revival! Revival... R.E.V.I.V.A.L. It’s gonna lift you Right up From your prison cell Play it out loud Like a ringing bell You go R.E.V.I.V.A.L. |
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| 7. |
| 4:24 |
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Well the sun came up this morning
Like a burning red balloon It broke into my window And it slipped across the room It spread itself upon me Like the smell of sweet perfume I was sleeping like a baby I’m not a saviour I’m not a saint I’m not an angel I’m not that quaint Don’t need a preacher To be that wise Don’t need a teacher - I’ve got my eyes... You hurt me & I hate you You hurt me A history of bitterness You have left a blazing trail If you had been a hammer I’d be a broken nail You gave me nothing - Nothing but regrets Don’t think it’s over - It’s not over yet You hurt me & I hate you You hurt me... [This verse is in the lyrics leaflet, but is not actually in the song] And everytime You try to fool yourself You’ve only got yourself To blame And every lie you ever Told yourself Will all come back to you One day [This is sung instead - transcribed from listening to the song. Some words may be incorrect] They say there’s no hell on earth That’s like a woman scorned And if you have to face this hell You’ll wish you’d not been born And if you have to face this hell You’ll find me standing there In the shadows, in the corners At the foot of every stair |
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| 8. |
| 4:44 |
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Sylvia is missing -
Dark stars tattooed Across her face... Tiny bruises Black & blue The dedication on her arm Reads |
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| 9. |
| 4:43 |
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It's five o'clock
In the afternoon Somebody's playing A sixties tune on the radio A lazy wind tumbles Down the street It shakes the dust up With the summer heat Where the people go... In fancy town Where nothing's real They don't consider What you feel In fancy town It's black & white They close their minds They say Wrong is right How long Will your love Hold on To stay strong enough In fancy town The attitude Could strip you bare Like frozen food A ship of fools In a crazy choir Is gonna take you home And light your fire In fancy town Where nothing's real They don't consider What you feel In fancy town It's black & white They close their minds They say Wrong is right How long Will your love Hold on To stay strong enough A deck of cards In perfect black Like cold cement On the pavement cracks Where lovers steal And beg for time And doctors sign On the dotted line... |
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| 10. |
| 5:58 |
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Well don't you cry now -
Don't go drowning in your tears Haven't you learnt anything After all these years? All God's little children Are beautiful & pure And you're as good As all of them Of this you can be sure And we are just the same Underneath the shadows Of the sun And we are just the same No more no less than anyone All the people Of this lonely world Have got some pain inside Don't go thinking You're the only one Who ever broke right down And cried That's when the rain comes down That's when the rain comes down And this is for the broken dreamers This is for vacant souls This is for the hopeless losers This is for the hopeless fools And the burnt out And the useless And the lonely & the weak And the lost & the degraded & the too dumb to speak And the day goes down That's when the day Goes down |
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