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Desert loving in your eyes all the way
if i listen to your lies would you say
i'm a man without conviction
i'm a man who doesn't know
how to sell a contradiction
you come and go
you come and go
(chorus)
karma karma karma karma
karma chameleon
you come and go
you come and go
loving would be easy if your colours were like my dream
red, gold and green
red, gold and green
didn't hear your wicked words everyday
and you used to be so sweet i heard you say
that my love was an addiction
when we cling our love is strong
when you go you're gone forever
you string along
you string along
(repeat chorus here)
everyday is like survival
you're my lover not my rival
everyday is like survival
you're my lover not my rival
i'm a man without conviction
i'm a man who doesn't know
how to sell a contradiction
you come and go
you come and go
(repeat chorus x4)
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guns that cross the street
you never know who you might meet
who's in disguise
ooh as you blow a storm
there's no one there to keep you warm
it's no surprise
there's something in my eyes
it's a miracle (x5)
and dreams are made of emotion
dance with the counterfeit
the plastic smiles and micro heat
i'll meet you there
run to the edge of town
where hollywood lay its footprints down
monroe was there
but do you really care
cry it's a miracle (x4)
it's a miracle (x5)
and dreams are made of emotion
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Chorus:
Do you deal in black money
Do you deal in black money
Do you deal in black money
Do you deal in black money
Fortunes find you
Cross out every emotion
Standing right behind
A shadow of devotion
Somebody else's life
Cannot be mine
But when you love someone
And they don't love you in return
When you love someone
You've got money to burn
(chorus)
I believe that
Nothing could come between us
Magic potions
Won't you save them for dreamers
Somebody else's life cannot be mine
But when you love someone
And they don't love you in return
When you love someone
You've got money to burn
(chorus)
Give me some love
But don't waste my time
Black money
I'll love you again
But you must be mine
Black money
Give me some love
But don't waste my time
Black money
Fortunes find you
Cross out every emotion
Standing right behind
A shadow of devotion
Somebody else's life
Cannot be mine
But when you love someone
And they don't love you in return
When you love someone
You've got money to burn
(chorus)
Give me some love
But don't waste my time
Black money
I'll love you again
But you must be mine
Black money
Give me some love
But don't waste my time
Black money
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Someone says
Wake up child
And throw your life away
See you in the crime file
What will your mama say
Sometimes you get angry
No focus in your life
When people get hungry
They learn how to survive
Chorus:
Changing every day
Changing every day
Changing every day
Changing every day
Summer syncopation
The space between your eyes
Is a place for heroes
That never compromise
Sometimes you feel lonely
No focus or surprise
Pushed into production
What a way to live our lives
(chorus)
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Clowns caress you
Figures undress your fear
Induced to crime beyond emotion
Shedding tears as big as the ocean
Don't say you didn't hear us calling
You'll be sorry in the morning
When we tell you
Mama had tears in her eyes
She's the only one who never cries
That's the way we destroy baby
Shut it out, shut it out
That's the way we destroy baby
Shut it out of your mind
That's the way
That's the way
If I address you
And you see me in the shadows falling
Call, caress me
Hey I woke up on my own this morning
Don't say you didn't hear us calling
You'll be sorry in the morning
Don't say you didn't hear us calling
You'll be sorry in the morning
When we tell you
Mama had tears in her eyes
She's the only one that never lies
I'm only trying to help you
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Desolate loving in your eyes
You used to make my life so sweet
Step out like a god found child
I saw your eyes across the street
Ooh, I've been a fool to take you to be
More than just kind, to stare
Into a life of maybe, love
Is hard to find
In the church of the poison mind (x3)
Watch me clinging to the beat
I had to fight to make it mine
That religion you could sink in neat
Just move your feet an' you'll feel fine
Ooh, I've been a fool to maybe trade,
A kiss in time, and who
Am I to say that's crazy
Love will make you blind
In the church of the poison mind (x3)
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miss me
i know you'll miss me
i know you'll miss me blind
(chorus)
i know you'll miss me
i know you'll miss me
i know you'll miss me blind
bet you got a good gun
bet you know how
to have some fun
and then
you turn it around on me
because i'm better
than the rest of the men
i say you'll miss me
and you always do
i say you'll miss me
now would i lie to you
now there's no need
to demand
grab my golden hand
i'll teach you
and you'll never be sure
if the way that you need
is too much like greed
decide if you are rich or you're poor
(repeat chorus here x2)
bet you make the fool run
bet you know how
to make it last forever
but you know
i'm never really sure
if you're just kissing to be clever
i say you'll miss me
and you always do
i say you'll miss me
now would i lie to you
because this love
that i have to give
must be better than that kind
it can make you rich
it can make you poor
but i know that
you'll miss me blind
(repeat chorus x2)
now there's no need
to demand
grab my golden hand
i'll teach you
and you'll never be sure
if the way that you need
is too much like greed
decide if you are rich or you're poor
(repeat chorus until fade)
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On the street they're preaching violence
Mister Man is in your head
On the street the midnight cowboy
Needs no gun to shoot you dead
Why do I live the way I do
Ain't it obvious
I'm just a man like you
Mister Man, full of love
Mister Man, full of hate
Got his heart on the trigger
But he pulled it too late
Mister Man is a pilot
Mister Man is a fake
Mister Man's feeling hungry
And he's lying in wait
On the street the lights are fighting
Searching for someone like you
Better find a good messiah
To help the sad and lonely through
Why do I hate the things you do
Yeah
Ain't it obvious
I'm much more black than blue
Mister Man, full of love
Mister Man, full of hate
Got his heart on the trigger
But he pulled it too late
Mister Man is a pilot
Mister Man is a fake
Mister Man's feeling hungry
And he's lying in wait
(Mister Man
Mister Man)
On the street they're preaching violence
Mister Man is in your head
On the street the midnight cowboy
Needs no gun to shoot you dead
Why do I live the way I do
Ain't it obvious
I'm just a man like you
Mister Man, full of love
Mister Man, full of hate
Got his heart on the trigger
But he pulled it too late
Mister Man is a pilot
Mister Man is a fake
Mister Man's feeling hungry
And he's lying in wait
Mister Man, full of love
Mister Man, full of hate
Got his heart on the trigger
But he pulled it too late
Mister Man is a pilot
Mister Man is a fake
Mister Man's feeling hungry
And he's lying in wait
Mister Man, full of love
Mister Man, full of hate
Got his heart on the trigger
But he pulled it too late
Mister Man.
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Ooh I have love sweeter than lies
Gave you no reason
Not to decide
Say you are leaving
You've got too much pride
It's not love if you have to hide it
Oh woe
Who is the man
Who puts weaves on the sand
It's the stormkeeper
Stormkeeper
Liven my life
When I need to survive
Is the storm keeping you warm
Keeping you warm
Ooh I have cried so many times
But only for things
That never were mine
Heaven is sweet
Love is unkind
Thoughts are twisted inside your mind
Don't let them tell you
That this love is wrong
Don't let them fool you
That this love can't go on
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Victims
Chorus:
The victims we know so well
They shine in our eyes
When they kiss and tell
Strange places we never see
But you’re always there
Like a ghost in my dreams
And I keep on telling you
Please don’t do the things you do
When you do those things
Pull my puppet strings
I have that strangest void for you
We love and we never tell
What places our hearts in the wishing well
Love lead us into the stream
And it’s sink or swim
Like it’s always been
And I keep on loving you
It’s the only thing to do
When the angel sings
There are greater things
Can I give them all to you
Pull the strings of emotion
Take a ride into unknown pleasure
Feel like a child
On a dark night
Wishing there was some kind of heaven
I could be warm with your smiling
Hold out your hand for a while
The victims
We know them so well
(chorus)
Show my heart some devotion
Push aside those that whisper never
Feel like a child on a dark night
Wishing we could spend it together
I could be warm with your smiling
Hold out your hand for a while
The victims
We know them so well
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