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There's got to be a way of gettin out this place we find we're in
There's got to be a way of getting out this bloody mess we're in
Take my wife – please
She's down on her blistered knees
She's dreamin' of a house called Heart's Ease
Why don't you seas come down
And take back what you spawned anyway
There's got to be a time when we can get together natur'ly
There's got to be a time when we can all be brothers and be free
There's got to be a day when there is enough love for you and me
We're gonna take the world and shake the world and what will be is gonna be
Take my life now
Time is tight now
Touch the sky now
Children of the rainbow
Livin' in a house called Heart's Ease
Why don't you seas come down
And take back what you spawned anyway
Take my heart now
Feed us kids now
Touch the sky now
Children of the rainbow
Children of tomorrow
Children of tomorrow
Livin' in a house called Heart's Ease
Why don't you seas come down
And take back what you spawned anyway
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See a flame in a town full of strangers
See a plane falling out of the blue
Every day when I'm chasing the dangers
I want to make love to you
See a fir in a street full of sadness
See a kid in the snow with no shoes
Every day when I'm chasing the madness
I want to make love to you
I just want to make love to you
I have to keep the picture everywhere I go
I keep it to myself so no one else will know
The world is crazy only thing I want to do
I want to make love to you
I have to keep the moment running through my head
I seem to feel your arms around me in the bed
The world is crazy only thing I want to do
I just want to make love to you
(I can't stand being without you, baby
'Cos you're the one that's got the feeling for me)
The people are reachin' for power
I see the soldiers erasin' what's true (yes I do)
Every day when I'm chain' the hours
I want to make love to you
I want to make love
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Chorus I:
No Surrender!
You've got to stand alone
Until temptation has gone
Everybody's talkin' 'bout walkin' tall
But from this moment on
You've got to answer the call
No Surrender!
Steal all my bread
Til my pocket's dead
I don't hear a word you say
Suck on my soul
Til you've reached your goal
I'll never give myself away
No – I'll never give myself away
Demolish my house
I'll scream and shout
But I won't do a thing you ask
Kick down my door
Or start a war
I'm never gonna let you pass
No – I'm never gonna let you pass
Chorus II:
No Surrender!
You've got to be a man
You have to make your last stand
Everybody's crying and trying to run
Hold fast and let them pass
The battle's hardly begun
No Surrender!
Shoot down my kite
Take king-sized bites
Of the apples I know and love
Groove on my lot
Rip up my roots
I'll never let you get above
No – I'll never let you get above
Dump on my lawn
And poison my corn
Drag my name all over town
Call up your guns
Everybody run
I'm still gonna cut you down
Yes – I'm still gonna cut you down
Chorus III:
No Surrender!
You cannot be afraid
Of mistakes that you made
Everybody's running for shelter
You know your destiny
You have to make the parade
No Surrender!
Steal all my bread
Til my pocket's dead
I don't hear a word you say
Suck on my soul
I've reached my goal
I'll never give myself away
No – I'll never give myself away
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There's a sky somewhere far away
Where the fallen angels play
I can feel their music round me
Sounds like they're free
You can see them burning out in the night
Turning shadows into light
There are times they seem to touch me
Rush me through air
Where they;re flying
Can you tell me, can you explain
Why I'm on the road again
Chasing multicolored rainbows
Solo
Well it's hard to explain
Flying so high
Everybody says, you've got it now, come on raise up some new romance
And you can bet I'll try to stay around
Where the fires dance
And you're flying so high
Can you take me somewhere, out of the blue
Just to spend a year or two
Finding where the precious time goes
Who knows
Flying so high
Everybody says right now, come on, raise up some new romance
And you can bet I'll try to stay around
Where the fires dance
And you're flying so high
Everybody says you've got it now, come on, raise up some new romance
And you can bet I'll do my best to stick around
Where the fires dance
Flying so high
I'm gonna tell it like tomorrow
Play it like the past
Mix up joy and sorrow
So the echoes last...
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Look now princess
I'm not here just for you
So take off in your BMW
I've got important things to do
Look here princess
I gave you everything
But now I want it all back
So I can start some living
Princess, look now
I want to be famous and rich
So I can be empty and bitter like you
Princess look now
I've got fifteen women called Sue
Twenty women called Jane,
And I'm sad...
Look here princess
I'm singin' this sad song
About a man in a kennel
Who cries all day long
Look here princess
Don't shut me out for good
But keep me in your mind for later
Like I always knew you would
Look here princess
I'm in a desert now
I don't see no way out
You've got to show me how
Princess look now
I've got fifteen women called Sue
Twenty women called Jane,
And I'm sad...
Look here princess
I didn't mean to sneer
But your runnin' 'round havin' plenty fun
While I'm sitting alone with my fear
Princess, look now
I want my time again
You know it all went bad
And I missed the last train
Look here princess
It's got to be better than this
'Cos I'm in prison and hell right now
And I've worn out both my wrists
Look here princess
I've got fifteen women called Sue
Twenty women called Jane,
And I'm sad...
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Some they march while some stand still
Some they die while others live
Some they laugh while some they cry
Some hang on while some pass by
Some are high and some are low
Some are sure and some don't know
Some are weak and some are strong
Some are here and some are gone
With all these things
In a poor man's mind
He gotta have the blues
He can't leave behind
With all these things
In a poor man's mind
He gotta have the blues
He can't leave behind
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You're my obsession
Driving me day by day
Burning obsession
You're bringing me down the hard way
Trying to keep it in the shadows
But this love is much too hard to hide
You're my obsession, baby
Locked so deep inside
Stolen moments
Searing me like a flame
Those stolen moments
I endlessly call your name
I can't see no end
We're driving down a one-way street to nowhere
Your my obsession, baby,
Our love is suicide
You're my obsession
Driving me day by day
Burning obsession
You're bringing me down the hard way
Tring to keep it in the shadows
But this love is much too hard to hide
You're my obsession, baby
Our love is suicide
You're my obsession
Burning obsession
You're my obsession
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So you went and got your gun
And you turned and shot me dead
There's a bullet in my head
UPI REPORT:
"I beg the court to have mercy now. I have young children," pleaded 21 year-old Xolile Yona, "I was an orphan. I don't want my children to grow up without a father."
"I ask the court for a last chance. This court is the guilty party in this case." (60 year-old Evelina de Bruin)
You must have been the last
See the burn marks on my vest
Life has just begun...
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Black diamond, shining in the sea – set me free
Dimond, minds in sympathy – let me be
Bright and strong
Listen to all my songs
Of the day sadness sings
Of the love that I bring
Dark angel, dancing in the light – well alright
Angel movin' mystery – let me be
Small and proud
Call my real name out loud
Over lands far away
Tell them just what I say
You don't take it
You don't break it
You might make it fall into the sea
You don't rush it
You don't crush it
You just brush it to the wind
Come back, get back
You gotta fix up the broken hearts
It's time to start
Maybe let me be
Black diamond, shining in the sun – had to run
Diamond burning fiercely – let me be
Small and proud
Call your name real out loud
Gotta make a start
Maybe let me be
Bright and strong
Listen to all my songs
Of the day sadness brings
Of the love that I sing
Dark angel dancing in the light – well alright
Angel movin' next to me – let me be
Alngel, you said you'd come along with me
You knew that that could never be
Angel – let me be
Angel
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So close to one another
Dancing armoured shadows
Tornadoes
Chasing digital figures
With romantic names
Only playing games
Bright British bayonets
Bringing kingdom come
To the beat of a dark drum
Their work is not forgotten
Red is always shamed
Only playing games
People of the future
Scattered to the cities
Where they don't want to be
Fighting desperate battles
With the diesel rain
Only playing games
So far from one another
Spending endless days
Far over the sea
Watch them burn
In the sun's flame
Only playing games
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Open skies where money flies
Tomorrow's calling
Time to change
Not keep repeating
Wonder Why?...
Seems like life is safe as houses
Then there comes a storm
How will we all manage to stay warm?
So hard to be free
To be you, to be me...
Must we dream
Of fading screens
Without a warning?
Too many ayatollahs
They weigh our fates in dollars
Expecting grace to follow soon
Then the moon
In their hands
So many foodies grazing
Their consciousness wants braising
Well they promise heaven
But the give us hell
Open skies and love's demise
Tomorrow's calling
Time to change
The tape loop singing
Pigs can fry...
Seems the sea is safe as milk
Then sudden angry skies
How will we all manage to stay dry?
So hard to be free
To be you, to be me
Must we dream of fading screens
Without a license
When the walls come tumbling down
I still love...
Open skies where money flies
Tomorrow's calling time...
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You say Iv've got no conscience
And I'm cold as driven snow
So I do a little planning
Just to make the money flow
Staying well dressed
Don't make me into a heel
If you're talking civilization
You know you've got to grease the wheels
You say I got no morals
And I'm living high and fine
'Cos I spread some bait around
Just to hustle past the lines
Call me a looter
Don't make me want to squeal
If you're talking civilization
You know you've got to grease the wheels
Don't worry Im not troubled
When my workload starts to double
And my buildings all come tumblin' down
Have to make myself a holiday
And wash away those crying sounds...
You say that I've been steppin'
On the population's feet
'Cos I moved some ammunition
And now it's on the street
Sniffin' gold spoons
Doesn't make me feel unreal (I'm real you know)
If your're talking civilization
You know you've got to grease the wheels
If you're talking civilization
You know you've got to grease the wheels
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