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Lyrics: Grantin search of a new voiceyou burnt all your lyricsand flew to a new town"one of the has beens"that was your phrasebut what about show-biz?that way that way that wayin my appartmentsix white horseswood turns electricinspired by shadowsdriven by tearsyou won't rest, till you're back on the boardsthat way that way that wayor nothing at all
I hear it's cold nowthe worst one on recordhope that you keep warm
I guess I'll be leavingnow is the best timeon the Atlantic we'll all climbthat way that way that wayor nothing at allit's only time away
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