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yeah alright mmh yeahsit back, relaxlook at everything through your magnifying-glassyeah alright mmh yeahlay low, don
`t goshow me everything that i don
`t knowyeah alright mmh yeahand leave the door wide openfor time will be coming round to passit always does yeah alright yeah mmhlay low, don
`t gotell me everything i oughta knowyeah alright yeah mmhand sweetpie don
`t liegive me all you got,cause i can take alot more than thatand leave the door wide openfor time will be coming round to passit always doesyeah alright mmh yeahsit back, relaxlook at everything through your magnifying-glassyeah alright mmh yeahsweetpie, don
`t lietell me everything that you
`ve been holding backi can take alot more than thati can take alot more than thatlovely, it
`s mecalling you from far across the seaevery now and then i have to follow timeand find out where it
`s goneand where i
`m atwhere it
`s goneand where i
`m atwhere it
`s goneand where i
`m atand that
`s thatn o a m e n d si should like to rememberhow i used to forget youinstead i try and discovera new way to get youface down in the gutteri can
`t look at the starsbut as i taste this old mud herei can sense that you arenot too far from home too far fromfrom your cozy little bed therewith an angry little moanthink of hitting me hardershoot me back into thepast that brought me thought me up tohaunt you taunt you till you learned thatthis is the point of no returnno more deals and no pretencethis is the point of no returnno more open-heart offencethis is the point of no returnno more petty crimes and no amendsno amendsno amendsi should like to rememberhow i used to forget youinstead i try and discovera new way to get youinto my life my world my soulmy poor mind revolves around you-sweet little kittenyou - a chirpy little birdi am thoroughly smittenby the softness of theword that lays on your tongue your lipsthe your breath make believe no less thanthis is the point of no returnno more deals.....not too far from home too far fromfeeling too alone to stand straight through thepast that brought me thought me up tohaunt you taunt you till you had enoughof my life my world my soulmy poor mind revolves around yourword that lays on your tongue your lipsyour breath make believe no less thanthis is the point of no returnno more deals and no pretencethis is the point of no returnno more open-heart offencethis is the point of no returnno more petty crimes and no amendsno amendsno amendsd o n ` t c r y a r i v e r f o r m e ( b e c o o l )do i staydo i godo i cool itdo i blowblow a fuseburn it downstep right inturn aroundhere to goreckoningthere
`s a fingerbeckoningthis is mechangingi am leavingi am leavinga loner a loonhowling at the moonwrite it in the skyrock n roll will never dieandi thank you very muchif you don
`tcrya river for mei have drowned before-so don
`t youcry crya river for mei only got a few minutes to godon
`t crya river for mei learned how to swimand i learned how to move-sobe coolcoolharderyou want it harderby nowi should be smartersurebold and beatifiedanything but blue-eyedget your gunkill me quickbefore i play another trickyou can do the ponythe bony malonyyou can do the watusibelieve in what you seeand i thank you very muchif you don
`tcrya river for mei have drowned before-so don
`t youcry crya river for mei only gota few minutes to godon
´t crya river for mei learned how to swim andi learned how to move-sobe coolcools h o o t f r o m t h e h i poh yeahshoot from the hiptake a trip to helland backheave onlazy deviloh yeahshoot from the hiptake a trip to helland backheave onlazy devili will always love youi will always love yougo playyour lovely fiddle lusciouslywhile your crazy mother singsshe pourspost-atomic poetry all over youall over mepost-atomic holy holy shitgo playand spray-paint daddyfor he
`s drunk and stoned and smellydrooling visions from his buttlike a sweating bible-bookwith a monkeywith a monkeywith a donkeyon his backoh yeahshoot from the hiptake a trip to helland back...go playi
`ll payfor the white lies you howledat a yellow moonin a very blue skytoo blue to be trueand a very far cryfrom the lovefrom the kind of lusty lovewe kill forwe spill our juice forwe want to sink our teeth inright downto the coreoh yeahshoot from the hip
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