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Black velvet Elvis is dead
Looks down his crown on the bed
As he's lead to the edge of town
September pardon the son
The hardest part is the one
That you hold in your hands dear
This is the perfect day to blow myself away
This is the perfect time
This is the perfect way and everyone will say
Hey it's a perfect dayLyrics
Sunday kings out for a drive
I'm taking leaves from the fire
As the gold in his eyes screams
Forecast is lookout below
Slow dances crashes
And God only knows where he goes to
This is the perfect day
Hey it's a perfect day
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it's alright
got to tell myself it's alright
everything that I envied I have become
where to now
now that I've been lost and found
buried in the afternoon
breathless and snowbound
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of SundaysLyrics
of course you are
coming down
ice cream and a towel wrapped around
flowing hair the swallows me
follows me down
it's OK
twisted sheets and endless rainy days
channels flash across your face
silence surrounds you
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are
seven of Sundays
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are
seven of Sundays
seven of Sundays
seven of Sundays
of course you are
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You're bathed and crowned
I'm bruised and torn
You're tied and cleaned
I'm shorn again
How will you raise or fall or will we try
I'm halfway pleased to meet you
You're still and cool below the fray
I'm stemmed and mapped
You're cut away
How will we raise or fall or will we tryLyrics
I'm halfway pleased to meet you
I'm halfway pleased to meet you
You're shrunk and left
I'm staid and grown
You're boxed and down
I stand alone
How will we raise or fall or will we try
I'm halfway pleased to meet you
I'm halfway pleased to meet you
I'm halfway pleased to meet you
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keeps a careful house
in his carefree heart filled minefield
keeps a careful tongue
is his care filled headstrong
I feel like I'm backing down
I'm riding shotgun into
the greatest divide
the hardest act to follow
with nowhere to hide
she's cutting me down the middleLyrics
try to make it stop
try to break it into pieces
try to shake it off
I'm broken in completely
I'm taken down
I'm riding shotgun into
the greatest divide
the hardest act to follow
with nowhere to hide
she's cutting me down the middle
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Never mind the starting gun
cover's up the curtain's drawn
standing in the outline
pin the medal to the floor
the hero to the open door
skin is only outside
don't cut me down
don't bring me round
don't break my fall
I'm coming out today
don't take me backLyrics
don't change at all
I'm coming out today
cut into decision day
we move ahead in different ways
standing in the outline
we move the arrow to the cross
the building to the butcher block
skin is only outside I don't mind
don't cut me down
don't bring me round
don't break my fall
I'm coming out today
don't take me back
don't change at all
I'm coming out today
everybody's gone again
falling out and falling into
his father's on his knees again
reaching out for reason and truth
don't cut me down
don't bring me round
don't break my fall
I'm coming out today
don't take me back
don't change at all
I'm coming out today
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Shut down
Tangled up in your machinery
No sound
Just the faceless press of words and wheels
Surrounds me
Like molasses on my soles and eaves
Come out
Can anyone come out and play
All I want is an aeroplane
Rubber-banded with paper wings
All I want is to steal againLyrics
All I want is a wet dream, ice-cream
All I want is vanishing
All I want is God
Spit out
By an undeserving dumb and mad
Shipped down
With a pride of fagging earls and boys
Moved round
To a council flat in St. John's Wood
Come out
Can anyone come out and play
All I want is an aeroplane
Rubber-banded with paper wings
All I want is to steal again
All I want is a wet dream, ice-cream
All I want is vanishing
All I want is God
All I want is an aeroplane
Rubber-banded with paper wings
All I want is to steal again
All I want is a wet dream, ice-cream
All I want is vanishing
All I want is an afterglow
A forty-five on a gramophone
All I want is a thick skin, to grow into
Everything is vanishing
All I want is God
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you're calm and collected
you're more than expected
cool and confused
you're so easy and hectic
tender and done for dazed and strong
I'm fine until you're gone
against the wall you're holding on 2 you're
all that and more night and day
all that and more night and day
you're downward you're smilingLyrics
the old man is crying
you're way 2 removed 2
you're eager and flying
tender and done for dazed and strong
you're fine until I'm gone
against the wall I'm holding on 2
you're all that and more night and day
all that and more night and day
all that and more night and day
all that and more night and day
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I offered you the contents
and a view with sky
there's a first time for everything
and a car outside
cover us you
cover us
cover us
you cover us
where does this goLyrics
is it over the mantel
this is so believable
and there's a first time for everything
but it's cold outside
cover us you
cover us
cover us you
cover us
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someone's drinking all alone
someone's left the TV on
I don't suppose
no I don't suppose
someone's sleeping in my bed
someone's let the genie in
I don't suppose
no I don't suppose
you know
who you are
who youLyrics
who you are
today
someone's phoning up old friends
someone's tying up loose ends
I don't suppose
no I don't suppose
someone's crying at the sun
someone's hiding from someone
I don't suppose
no I don't suppose
you know
who you are
who you are
who you are
today
who you are
who you are
who you are
today
someone's folding paper planes
someone's on the line again
someone's crying at the sun and
someone's hiding from someone
I don't suppose
no I don't suppose
you know who you are
who you are
who you are today
who you are
who you are
who you are
today
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My sutured mind post-op'd and dry
Keeps slowly does it time
Impaled by trust shot up with your
Four in the morning eyes
Where do I go
Where do I go
Where do I go
Where do I go
She's drifting round my barren ground
Breaks slowly cold or crazed
These dust dead eyes are focused farLyrics
Behind these summer days
Where do I go
Where do I go
Where do I go
Where do I go
And will I come of age make your day
Be precious and contrived
Or will I blow you all away
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Slow days in restless rooms
A constant stream of girls in green
Toy guns for action men
On news at ten
Cool handed candied lies
The abstract thoughts of adolescent minds
School plays and tribal wars
United scores
Snow Hill inclinedLyrics
Watch the rain fall across the rooftops
Innocent wild
Dream my days away
Skin deep and snowball sweet
Swings and slides a hundred count to hide
Black sheep my soul to keep
My soul to find
Snow Hill inclined
Watch the rain fall across the rooftops
Innocent wild
Dream my days away
Black sheep my soul to keep
My soul to find
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it's alright
got to tell myself it's alright
everything that I envied I have become
where to now
now that I've been lost and found
buried in the afternoon
breathless and snowbound
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of SundaysLyrics
of course you are
coming down
ice cream and a towel wrapped around
flowing hair the swallows me
follows me down
it's OK
twisted sheets and endless rainy days
channels flash across your face
silence surrounds you
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are
seven of Sundays
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are
seven of Sundays
seven of Sundays
seven of Sundays
of course you are
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On ira tous au paradis m�m' moi,
Qu'on soit b�ni ou qu'on soit maudit on ira
Tout's les bonn's soeurs et tous les voleurs,
Tout's les brebis et tous les bandits
On ira tous au pa - radis...
On ira tous au paradis, m�m' moi
Qu'on soit b�ni ou qu'on soit maudit on ira
Avec les saints, les assassins,
Les femmes du monde et les putains
On ira tous au paradis...
Lyrics
Ne crois pas c'que les gens disent,
C'est ton coeur qui est la seule �glise
Laisse un peu de vague � ton �me,
N'aie pas peur de la couleur des flammes de l'enfer
On ira tous au paradis m�m' moi,
Qu'on croie en Dieu ou qu'on y croie pas, on ira...
Qu'on ait fait le bien ou bien Ie mal,
On sera tous invit�s on ira tous au paradis...
On ira tous au paradis, m�m' moi
Qu'on soit maudit ou qu'on le soit pas on ira
Avec les chr�tiens avec les pa�ens,
Et m�me les chiens et m�me les requins
On ira tous au paradis...
On ira tous au paradis, m�m' moi,
Qu'on soit b�ni ou qu'on soit maudit on ira
Tout's les bonn's soeurs et tous les voleurs,
Tout's les brebis et tous ies bandits
On ira tous au paradis...
On ira tous au paradis, m�m' moi,
Qu'on soit b�ni ou qu'on soit maudit on ira
Tout's les bonn's soeurs et tous les voleurs,
Tout's les brebis et tous les bandits
On ira tous au paradis...
On ira tous au paradis, m�m' moi
Qu'on soit b�ni ou qu'on soit maudit, on ira
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