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I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my needle hit the groove And spiral through another day I hear my song begin to say Kiss me where the sun don’t shine The past was yours But the future’s mine You’re all out of time I don’t feel too steady on my feet I feel hollow I feel weak Passion fruit and holy bread Fill my guts and ease my head Through the early morning sun I can see her here she comes She bangs the drums Have you seen her have you heard The way she plays there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass She’ll be the first she’ll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel Have you seen her have you heard The way she plays there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass She’ll be the first she’ll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel Have you seen her have you heard The way she plays there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass She’ll be the first she’ll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel |
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| 4:39 |
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| 5:21 |
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| 4:04 |
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| 0:53 |
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| 3:27 |
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| 4:15 |
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Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel Your final flight can't be delayed No land just sky it's so serene Your pink fat lips let go a scream You fry and melt, I love the scene Sometimes I Fantasise When the streets are cold and lonely And the cars they burn below me Don't these times Fill your eyes When the streets are cold and lonely And the cars they burn below me Are you all alone Is anybody home? I'm standing warm against the cold Now that the flames have taken hold At least you left your life in style And for as far as I can see Tin twisted grills grin back at me Bad money dies I love the scene Sometimes I Fantasize When the streets are cold and lonely And the cars they burn below me Don't these times Fill your eyes When the streets are cold and lonely And the cars they burn below me Are you all alone Is anybody home? Sometimes I Fantasize When the streets are cold and lonely And the cars they burn below me Don't these times Fill your eyes When the streets are cold and lonely And the cars they burn below me Are you all alone Are you made of stone |
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| 4:14 |
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| 10. |
| 4:59 |
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A girl consumed by fire
We all know her desire From the plans that she has made I have her on a promise Immerse me in your splendor All the plans that I have made This is the one This is the one This is the one This is the one This is the one She's waited for This is the one This is the one This is the one Oh this is the one This is the one She's waited for I'd like to leave the country For a month of Sundays Burn the town where I was born If only she'd believe me Bellona Belladonna Burn me out or bring me home And this is the one This is the one This is the one This is the one This is the one She's waited for This is the one This is the one This is the one Oh, this is the one This is the one I've waited for Oh this is the one Oh this is the one This is the one I've waited for This is the one Oh this is the one Oh this is the one This is the one I've waited for This is the one This is the one This is the one Oh this is the one This is the one I've waited for It may go right But it might go wrong This is the one This is the one She's waited for And this is the one This is the one This is the one This is the one She's waited for And this is the one Oh this is the one Ah this is the one This is the one I've waited for |
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| 8:13 |
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written by John Squire & Ian Brown
Down down, you bring me down I hear you knocking at my door and I can't sleep at night Your face, it has no place No room for you inside my house I need to be alone Don't waste your words I don't need anything from you I don't care where you've been or what you plan to do Turn turn, I wish you'd learn There's a time and place for everything I've got to get it through Cut loose, you're no use I couldn't stand another second in your company Don't waste your words I don't need anything from you I don't care where you've been or what you plan to do Stone me, why can't you see You're a no-one nowhere washed up baby who'd look better dead Your tongue is far too long I don't like the way it sucks and slurps upon my every word Don't waste your words I don't need anything from you I don't care where you've been or what you plan to do I am the resurrection and I am the light I couldn't ever bring myself to hate you as I'd like I am the resurrection and I am the light I couldn't ever bring myself to hate you as I'd like |
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| 9:55 |
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written by John Squire & Ian Brown
The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knife The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knife I'm no clown I won't back down I don't need you to tell me what's going down Down down down down da down down down Down down down down da down down down I'm standing alone I'm watching you all I'm seeing you sinking I'm standing alone You're weighing the gold I'm watching you sinking Fool's gold These boots were made for walking The marquis de sade don't wear no boots like these Gold's just around the corner Breakdown's coming up round the bend Sometimes you have to try to get along dear I know the truth and I know what you're thinking Down down down down da down down down I'm standing alone I'm watching you all I'm seeing you sinking I'm standing alone You're weighing the gold I'm watching you sinking Fool's gold Fool's gold I'm standing alone I'm watching you all I'm seeing you sinking I'm standing alone You're weighing the gold I'm watching you sinking Fool's gold |
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| 3:42 |
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| 3:47 |
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| 4:45 |
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| 4:04 |
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| 3:31 |
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| 4:26 |
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| 4:01 |
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| 6:39 |
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| 3:14 |
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| 10. |
| 2:40 |
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| 11. |
| 2:48 |
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| 12. |
| 3:17 |
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| 13. |
| 3:03 |
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| 14. |
| 6:23 |
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| 15. |
| 3:42 |
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