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| 3:20 | 
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You said you couldn't leave me after all that we'd been through
I believed you when you said we should both try something new I was drowning inside here with a love that was so true But you laughed right in my face and there was nothing I could do Once I took a walk across the hill to see what I could see I saw a light falling from the sky and land beneath a tree The light it gave was oh, so bright that it took away my care I ran back to the house to tell you but you were not there When you've loved someone dearly it's so hard not to regret Memories that have faded, suddenly you can't forget I know I was not dreaming when you walked right out the door Just a feeling that told me my love was gone for evermore When you think you've found the key, the door just slips away And so you walk the floor all night until the break of day Somewhere in your mind you know that things will be alright Because everything in life is equal just like the day and night You said you couldn't leave me after all that we'd been through I believed you when you said that we should both try something new Something new |
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| 2. |
| 11:06 |
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And it's a fact, you are cold, they react, dream Gerrard
Hippos don't wear hats, lobsters shriek if provoked On long blue ribbons That he may see while he sleeps Monsieur Old Neddy, he wears spectacles in bed That he may see dreams more clearly The night, it will be black, and white raven croaking I am thirsty, die, they won't let it be They think it should be done with reality I scream from a skull. Fritz, bring your wigwam They won't let it be They think it should be done with reality, with reality They won't let it be They think it should be done with reality, with reality |
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| 3. |
| 6:10 |
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Graveyard people with graveyard minds
Peeking out through half-drawn blinds Desperate people with desperate minds Only live amongst straight lines Scorning the gypsies camped out in the fields What do they know of the warrior's shield? Go-slow workers with Union minds Striking out for better times Sunshine people with sunshine minds Living in these troubled times Follow shop stewards like so many sheep Sowing the seed that our children will reap Go-slow workers with Union minds Striking out for better times Sunshine people with sunshine minds Living in these troubled times Get it together, no one knows how we feel Sowing the seed that our children will reap |
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| 4. |
| 6:54 |
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Tell me how you want me to be, then look again and you will see
That I'm still the same love Think me into any shape, your twisted mind has no escape But don't be ashamed, love, it's just a game, love But don't be ashamed, love, it's just a game, love You can learn how to play Born like you were in a terrible mess, didn't know what it was to have a new dress You just wanted to scream out my name Till somebody said, 'Let me take you to bed' And with money and lies they filled up your head You were barely thirteen, a child from the villages So fresh on the scene |
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| 4:52 | 
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| 6. |
| 3:14 |
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| 7. |
| 4:25 |
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You walk and talk and move around in circles
Your friends telling you you are doing fine You can't see that snowball as it hurtles Through the shattered membranes of your mind If I could talk to you for just one minute Then you would know what it is I am getting at But there again your head's got nothing in it By the way you left without your hat I'm walking in the wind looking at the sky Hanging on a breeze and wondering why, why Your old man's headed for the final pay-off The joker that you got is fading too And all the sharks that come around for the rip-off Are gonna tear the flesh right off you The plastic princess hangs her head in wonder at the silver glittered boys Trying, trying to compete And all at once the room begins to thunder And all that's left is the stain on the sheet The prostitute is standing on the corner Suffering so much pain to stay alive She's so real, that life itself bows down before her She couldn't make that nine to five While the president is crying, crying in the White House The prime minister's really got the blues All the heads of state are busy playing cat |
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