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All of these insurmountable tasks
That lay before me
All of the firsts
And the definite lasts
That lay in store for me
There was a time
When all on my mind was love
Now I find
That most of the time
Love's not enough
In itself
Consequently
I've a tendency
To be unhappy, you see
The thoughts in my head
All the words that were said
All the blues and the reds
Get to me
There was a time
When all on my mind was love
Now I find
That most of the time
Love's not enough
In itself
All of the absurdities
That lay before us
All of the doubts
And the uncertainties
That lay in store for us
There was a time
When all on my mind was love
Now I find
That most of the time
Love's not enough
In itself
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Lots of surprises in store
This isn't a party
It's a whole lot more
We've had enough of this blind man's bluff
You've kept us in the dark for long enough
This is more than a party
More than a party
More than a party
Keep telling us we're to have fun
Then take all the ice cream so we've got none
This is more than a party
More than a party
More than a party
The failed magician waves his wand
And in an instant the laughter's gone
This is more than a party
More than a party
More than a party
Lots of surprises in store
This isn't a party
It's a whole lot more
More than a party
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Get out the crane
Construction time again
What is it this time
We're laying a pipeline
Let the beads of sweat flow
Until the ends have met through
Could take a long time
Working on the pipeline
Taking from the greedy
Giving to the needy
On this golden day
Work's been sent our way
That could last a lifetime
Working on the pipeline
From the heart of our land
To the mouth of the man
Must reach him sometime
We're laying a pipeline
Taking from the greedy
Giving to the needy
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The handshake
Seals a contract
From the contract
There's no turning back
The turning point
Of a career
In Korea being insincere
The holiday
Was fun packed
The contract:
Still intact
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all
It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts
The graph
On the wall
Tells the story
Of it all
Picture it now
See just how
The lies and deceit gained a little more power
Confidence taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all
It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts
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We're lying by the orange sky
Two million miles across the land
Scattered to the highest high
Expect they'll either laugh or cry
No sex, no consequence, no sympathy
You're good enough to heat
Two minute warning
Two minutes later
When time has come
My days are numbered
Two minute warning
Two minutes later
When time has come
My days are numbered
The dawning of another year
Marks time for those who understand
One in four still here
While you and I go hand in hand
No radio, no sound, no sin, no sanctuary
So welcome to your last
Two minute warning
Two minutes later
When time has come
My days are numbered
Two minute warning
The sun, the solitude, the cemetary
So welcome to your last
Two minute warning
Two minutes later
When time has come
My days are numbered
Two minute warning
Two minutes later
When time has come
My days are numbered
Two minute warning
Two minutes later
When time has come
My days are numbered
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Do you ever get that feeling
When the guilt begins to hurt
Seeing all the children
Wallowing in dirt
Crying out with hunger
Crying out in pain
At least the dirt will wash off
When it starts to rain
Soap won't wash away your shame
Do you ever get that feeling
That something isn't right
Seeing your brother's fists
Clenched ready for the fight
Soon the fighting turns to weapons
And the weapons turn to wounds
So the doctors stitch and stitch
And stitch and stitch and stitch
And stitch and stitch
Surgery won't improve your pain
It all seems so stupid
It makes me want to give up
But why should I give up
When it all seems so stupid
Do you ever get the feeling
That something can be done
To eradicate these problems
And make the people one
Do you ever get that feeling
Something like a nagging itch
And all the while the doctors
Stitch and stitch and stitch
And stitch and stitch
Hope alone won't remove the stains
Shame
It all seems so stupid
It makes me want to give up
But why should I give up
When it all seems so stupid
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The landscape is changing
The landscape is crying
Thousands of acres of forest are dying
Carbon copies from the hills above the forest line
Acid streams are flowing ill across the countryside
'Cause I don't care if you're going nowhere
Just take good care of the world
I don't care if you're going nowhere
Just take good care of the world
Now we're re-arranging
There's no use denying
Mountains and valleys, can't you hear them sighing
Evolution, the solution or the certainty
Can you imagine this intrusion of their privacy
'Cause I don't care if you're going nowhere
Just take good care of the world
I don't care if you're going nowhere
Just take good care of the world
Token gestures, some semblance of intelligence
Can we be blamed for the security of ignorance
'Cause I don't care if you're going nowhere
Just take good care of the world
I don't care if you're going nowhere
Just take good care of the world
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And do those feet in modern times
Walk upon the flowers
And walk upon their brothers
While their heads are busy lying low
Trying to keep to cover...oh
Something went wrong
Along the way
Everybody's waiting for
Judgment day
So they can go
Told you so
Bring me my gun of itching desire
Bring me my bullets and I will fire
Sights set higher than the tall church spire
Standing in line
The blind lead the blind
Waiting and waiting
For an overdue sign
Brothers and sisters
Playing Chinese whispers
If things aren't suited
Then they'll get diluted
There's one more dead with a hole in his head
He shouldn't have said all the things he said
Many tears were shed for the blood he bled
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Let's take a map of the world
Tear it into pieces
All of the boys and the girls
Will see how easy it is
To put it all down and start again
From the top to the bottom and then
I'll have faith, or I prefer
To think that things couldn't turn out worse
All that we need at the start's
Universal revolution (that's all)
And if we trust in our hearts
We'll find the solution's
To put it all down and start again
From the top to the bottom and then
I'll have faith, or I prefer
To think that things couldn't turn out worse
Took a plane across the world
Got in a car
And when I reached my destination
I hadn't gone far
Let's take the whole of the world
The mountains and the sand
Let all the boys and the girls
Shape it in their hands
To put it all down and start again
From the top to the bottom and then
I'll have faith, or I prefer
To think that things couldn't turn out worse
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The handshake
Seals a contract
From the contract
There's no turning back
The turning point
Of a career
In Korea being insincere
The holiday
Was fun packed
The contract:
Still intact
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all
It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts
The graph
On the wall
Tells the story
Of it all
Picture it now
See just how
The lies and deceit gained a little more power
Confidence taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all
It's a competitive world
Everything counts in large amounts
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts
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