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Out on the tar plains, the glides are moving
All looking for a new place to drive
You sit beside me, so newly charming
Sweating dew drops glisten, freshing your side

The sun slips down bedding heavy behind
The front of your dress all shadowy lined
And the droning engine throbs in time
With your beating heart
Sing Blue Silver

Way down the lane away, living for another day
The aphids swarm up in the drifting haze
Swim seagull in the sky
Towards that hollow western isle
My envied lady holds you fast in her gaze

The sun slips down bedding heavy behind
The front of your dress all shadowy lined
And the droning engine throbs in time
With your beating heart
Sing Blue Silver

And watching lovers part, I feel you smiling
What glass splinters lie so deep in your mind
To tear out from your eyes
With a word to stiffen brooding lies
But I'll only watch you leave me further behind

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I was fine

I pulled myself together

Just in time

To throw myself away

Once my perfect world was gone, I knew

You ruined everything

In the nicest way

 

You should know

How great things were before you

Even so

They're better still today

I can't think of who I was before

You ruined everything

In the nicest way

 

Bumps in the road remind us

The worst of the best behind us

Only good things will find us

Me and you

 

Days will be clear and sunny

We're gonna need more money

Baby you know it's funny

All those stories coming true

 

Despite my better efforts

It's all for you

The worst kind of cliché

I'll be with you 'til the day you leave

You ruined everything

In the nicest way

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I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

 

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the backburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the backburner
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

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I've crossed the deserts for miles
Swam water for time
Searching places to find
A piece of something to call mine
(I'm coming)
A piece of something to call mine
(I'm coming)
(I'm coming)
Coming closer to you

Went along many moors
Walked through many doors
The place where I wanna be
Is the place I can call mine
(I'm coming)
Is the place I can call mine
(I'm coming)
(I'm coming)
Coming closer to you

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I've been on tenterhooks
ending in dirty looks,
list'ning to the Muzak,
thinking 'bout this 'n' that.
She said that's that.
I don't wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
or turn it down flat.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.

Down in the pleasure centre,
hell bent or heaven sent,
listen to the propaganda,
listen to the latest slander.
There's nothing underhand
that she wouldn't understand.

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we do what we're told

we do what we're told

we do what we're told

told to do

 

we do what we're told

we do what we're told

we do what we're told

told to do

 

one doubt

one voice

one war

one truth

one dream

 

 

 

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

F*** you I won't do what you tell me

Motherf***er
 
 
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Though you've played at love and lost
And sorrow's turned your heart to frost
I will melt your heart again.
Remember the feeling as a child
When you woke up and morning smiled
It's time you felt like you did then.
There's just no percentage in remembering the past
It's time you learned to live again at last.

Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind.

You stare at me in disbelief
You say for you there's no relieve
But I swear I'll prove you wrong.
Don't stay in your lonely room
Just staring back in silent gloom.
That's not where you belong
Come with me I'll take you where the taste of life is green
And everyday holds wonders to be seen.

Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind.
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12 years old in Amsterdam in 1939
A blue-eyed boy my clean complexion always got me by
A boy with real potential sold secrets by the score
Where refugees were hiding I'd just point out the doors
In the golden age of steam I learned those German songs
I had to stay alive there was no right or wrong
In the golden age of steam

 

The fatherland was rising the world would hear the roar
Both sides fed and trusted me in 1944
Trains ran on time those days oiling the machine
Smoke rose up like serpents I was barely seventeen
In the golden age of steam

 

It's over now but not somehow
I was a hero then to many men

 

Switzerland was a short ride for an eager blond haired boy
With a silver smile and loaded with jewellery to enjoy
Maybe one day they'll come for me they'll take me from my bed
A soldier of fortune that's what my passport read
In the golden age of steam

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Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra?

Is he wearing a familiar face?

Does he still live below Seventh Avenue

With the princess dipped in lace?

 

Does he know that I'm a soldier for fortune

And not a victim of circumstance?

We drew lots for his soft underbelly

Now his fate is sealed with my lance

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