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With one breath, with one flow
You will know Synchronicity A sleep trance, a dream dance A shared romance Synchronicity A connecting principle Linked to the invisible Almost imperceptible Something inexpressible Science insusceptible Logic so inflexible Causally connectible Yet nothing is invincible If we share this nightmare Then we can dream Spiritus mundi If you act, as you think The missing link Synchronicity We know you, they know me Extrasensory Synchronicity A star fall, a phone call It joins all Synchronicity It's so deep, it's so wide Your inside Synchronicity Effect without a cause Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause Synchronicity.. |
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| 2. |
| 3:37 |
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Fifty million years ago
You walked upon the planet so God of all that you could see, Just a little bit like me Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps Hey hey, Mr. dinosaur You really couldn't ask for more You were God's favorite creature But you didn't have a future Walking in your footsteps Walking in your foorsteps Hey hey, mighty brontosaurus, Don't you have a lesson for us Thought your rule would always last, There were no lessons in your past You were built three stories high They say you would not hurt a fly If we explode the atom bomb Will they say that we were dumb Walking in your footsteps Walking in your footsteps |
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| 3. |
| 4:02 |
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Everyone I know is lonely
And God is so far away, And my heart belongs to no one, So now sometimes I pray Please take the space between us And fill it up some way. Take the space between us And fill it up some way. Oh my God you take the biscuit Treating |
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| 4. |
| 3:06 |
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Well, the telephone is ringingIs that my mother on the phone?The telephone is ringingIs that my mother on the phone?The telephone is screamingWon't she leave me aloneThe telephone is ringingIs that my mother on the phone?Well, every girl I got out withBecomes my mother in the endEvery girl I go out withBecomes my mother in the endWell, I hear my mother callingBut I don't need her as a friendEvery girl I go out withBecomes my mother in the endOh Oh motherOh mother dear please listenAnd don't devour meOh mother dear please listenAnd don't devour meOh women please have mercyLet this poor boy beOh mother dear please listenAnd don't devour me
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| 5. |
| 2:00 |
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Don't tell the director I said so
But are you safe Miss Gradenko? We were at a policy meeting They were planning new ways of cheating. I didn't want to rock your boat, But you sent this dangerous note, You've been letting your feelings show. Are you safe Miss Gradenko? Miss Gradenko are you safe? Are you safe Miss Gradenko? Miss Gradenko are you safe? Is anybody alive in here? Is anybody alive in here? Is anybody alive in here? Nobody but us Nobody but us. Is anybody alive in here? Nobody but us. Your uniform doesn't seem to fit- You're much too alive in it. You've been letting your feelings show. Are you safe Miss Gradenko? Miss Gradenko are you safe? Is anybody alive in here? Is anybody alive in here? Is anybody alive in here? Nobody but us in here Nobody but us. Nobody but us in here Nobody but us. |
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| 6. |
| 5:00 |
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Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But we know all her suicides are fake Daddy only stares into the distance There's only so much more that he can take Many miles away Something crawls from the slime At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake Another industrial ugly morning The factory belches filth into the sky He walks unhindered through the picket lines today He doesn't think to wonder why The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street But all he ever thinks to do is watch And every single meeting with his so-called superior Is a humiliating kick in the crotch Many miles away Something crawls to the surface Of a dark Scottish lake Another working day has ended Only the rush hour hell to face Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes Contestants in a suicidal race Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance He knows that something somewhere has to break He sees the family home now looming in the headlights The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache Many miles away There's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake Many miles away, many miles away |
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| 7. |
| 4:14 |
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Every breath you take
every move you make every bond you break every step you take I'll be watching you Every single day every word you say every game you play every night you stay I'll be watching you Oh can't you see you belong to me how my poor heart breaks with every step you take Every move you make every vow you break every smile you fake every claim you stake I'll be watching you Since you've gone I been lost without a trace I dream at night I can only see your face I look around but it's you I can't replace I feel so cold and I long for your embrace I keep crying baby baby please Oh can't you see you belong to me how my poor heart breaks with every step you take Every move you make every vow you break every smile you fake every claim you stake I'll be watching you Every move you make every step you take I'll be watching you I'll be watching you I'll be watching you I'll be watching you I'll be watching you I'll be watching you I'll be watching you |
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| 8. |
| 4:59 |
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There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday There's a black hat caught in a high tree top There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain There's a little black spot on the sun today That's my soul up there It's the same old thing as yesterday That's my soul up there There's a black hat caught in a high tree top That's my soul up there There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop That's my soul up there I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall That's my soul up there There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall That's my soul up there There's a blue whale beached by the springtide's ebb That's my soul up there There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web That's my soul up there I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread King of pain There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack That's my soul up there There's a black winged gull with a broken back That's my soul up there There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain King of pain King of pain King of pain I'll always be king of pain |
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| 5:14 |
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you consider me the young apprentice
caught between the Scylia and Charibdes hypnotized by you if i should linger staring at the ring around your finger i have only come here seeking knowledge, things they wouldn't teach me of in college i can see the destiny you sold turned into a shining band of gold i'll be wrapped around your finger Mephistopheles is not your name but i know what you're up to just the same i will listen hard to your tuition and you willl see it come to its fruition i'll be wrapped around your finger devil and the deep blue sea behind me vanish in the air you'll never find me i will turn your face to alabaster then you will find your servant is your master and you'll be wrapped around my finger |
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| 10. |
| 4:20 |
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My sisters and I
Have this wish before we die. And it may sound strange As if our minds are deranged. Please don't ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky We have this strange obsession You have the means in your possession. We want our tea in the Sahara with you. We want our tea in the Sahara with you. The young man agreed He would satisfy their need So they danced for his pleasure With a joy you could not measure. They would wait for him here The same place every year. Beneath the sheltering sky Across the desert he would fly. Tea in the Sahara with you. Tea in the Sahara with you. The sky turned to black- Would he ever come back? They would climb a high dune They would pray to the moon. But he'd never return, So the sisters would burn As their eyes searched the land With their cups full of sand. Tea in the Sahara with you. Tea in the Sahara with you.......... |
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| 4:36 |
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Once that you've decided on a killing First you make a stone of your heart And if you find that your hands are still willing Then you can turn a murder into art There really isn't any need for bloodshed You just do it with a little more finesse If you can slip a tablet into someone's coffee Then it avoids an awful lot of mess It's murder by numbers, one, two, three It's as easy to learn as your ABC Murder by numbers, one, two, three It's as easy to learn as your ABC Now if you have a taste for this experience And you're flushed with your very first success Then you must try a twosome or a threesome And you'll find your conscience bothers you much less Because murder is like anything you take to It's a habit-forming need for more and more You can bump off every member of your family And anybody else you find a bore Because it's murder by numbers, one, two, three It's as easy to learn as your ABC Murder by numbers, one, two, three It's as easy to learn as your ABC Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious In history's great dark hall of fame All our greatest killers were industrious At least the ones that we all know by name But you can reach the top of your profession If you become the leader of the land For murder is the sport of the elected And you don't need to lift a finger of your hand Because it's murder by numbers, one, two, three It's as easy to learn as your ABC Murder by numbers, one, two, three It's as easy to learn as your A, B, C, D, E -
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