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You've got to believe in something
It's a lonely universe
Be careful what you wish for
Cause your improvement might be worse
Birth is a missing persons file
It's a case of role reversal
Life is a play...
Sometimes I can remember the rehearsal
You've got to believe in nothing
There's an awful lot out there
There's an awful lot in make up
Some in every perfect hair
You know I lose a lot of sleep
Wondering if nothing would ever desert us
But I know they don't know nothing
And what they don't know can't hurt us
I want to tell you
This guy wants to charge you a nickel
I want to tell you
This guy wants to charge you a dime
I want to tell you
I'm 'o' charge you a five dollar bill
And show you a real fine time
real fine time
There's a candy coated iguana
Behind curtain number one
And a sixteen dollar bill
For every pregnant flying nun
They got a soda-pop that'll save the wold
It's a tonic and an elixir
It's a get-you-laid
Better-paid
Guaranteed all-round life-fixer
I want to tell you
This guy wants you to change a twenty
I want to tell you
This guy wants you to change a ten
I want to tell you
This guy knows you already did it
But he wants you to do it again
Do it again
You've got to believe in something
It's a lonely universe
Be careful what you wish for
Cause your improvement might be worse
Birth is a missing persons file
It's a case of role reversal
Life is a play, they say
Sometimes I can remember the rehearsal
I want to tell you
Some say life is a blessing
I want to tell you
Some say life is a curse
I want to tell you
Some say life is a play
But you get no time to rehearse
And you got to believe in something
Cause it's a lonely universe
You got to believe in something
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This is my house where I hang around
As soon as I get up, I start to get down
You don't need a place to stay
Our house is any old place we play
This is my house if you don't like it
just get outta
get outta
get outta
Came up so fast gave me the bends
Now I'm staring into a camera lens
From rags to riches and back again
But this is my house and I say when
This is my house.....
This is my house you know that's final
It's made of plastic, magnetic tape and vinyl
This is my house now doncha know
We move in every time you turn on your radio
This is my house....
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Riches and roads bring brigands hither
Riches and roads bring brigands bold
Brigands deck their ears with hoops of silver
Brigands diz?their ears with hoops of gold
Threshes can make a broom to sweep up threshes
Straws can make a broom to sweep up straw
Spilt milk makes a pool for drowning fishes
Lovers make a virtue of a flaw
Angels above, devils below
Flies on honey
Dogs on a doe
Dogs on a doe
South wind sues the seer with songs of mildness
North wind sues the seer with songs of ice
Kings can make a war to sue for sugar
Queens can make a war to sue for spite
Angels above, ......
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We were on a vacation
In a turbulent nation
Guess it's part my fault
For not hauling you down
To the train station
There's no ring on your finger
Fly away don't you linger
It's simply absurd
To think she's a bird
Just because she's a singer
Don't you bring her round
Don't you bring her round
Don't you bring her round
Don't you bring her round
Does it make you wonder
Why the innocent blunder?
When you sit in the sun
You should just have fun
Not summon the thunder
She's just like the mama
Generating a trauma
And I don't see why
You're still willing to try
When it's all just a drama
Don't you bring her round...
She's a taker, not a giver
And I can't believe you're still with her
She would've sold you down the river
And I can't believe you're still with her
We were on a vacation
In an idyllic nation
Guess it's part my fault
For not pouring the salt
On your frustration
You're afraid to be lonely
Well you're not the only
Better to feel the pain
And to run through the rain
Than to live like a phoney
Don't you bring her round...
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There she goes, on down the beach
Just like the moon, she's out of reach
Losing my mind, already lost my girl
Blew the top right off my pretty world
CHORUS
Oh, she used to be mine
She used to be mine
She used to be mine
She used to be mine
'Til I saw her with another man ('nother man)
'Til I saw her with another man (hand in hand)
'Til I saw her with another man ('nother man)
'Til I saw her with another man (hand in hand)
Oh, there she goes, on out of my life
She's my ex, thought she'd be my wife
Kept my ring, my wedding band
Keeps it on the same finger but on the other hand
CHORUS
I can taste her mouth
Taste her tears
I can hear what she used to say
She'd be looking up from her coffee cup
And through the steam I can see her glance away
I miss her hand on my hip
Tongue on my lips
Lips on my cup of tea
I miss the way she'd lie
And the way she'd sigh
When she'd lie right down
Just next to me
CHORUS
She used to be mine (x8)
She used to be mine
Oh, oh she used to be mine
Ooh, oh oh, yeah-eah
Saw her with another man, saw her with another man
Saw her with another man, saw her with another man
Saw her with another man, saw, till I saw her with a
Till I saw her with another man hand in hand
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She don't hear me when I think her name
She don't see what you could look right through
All she really does is make me blue
She's not you
She don't hold a candle to the stars
She don't hold the pink up to the blue
She don't hold my horses the way you do
She's not you
She's not you
No matter what she do
(She's not you)
I love her too
But she's not you
Diamonds shine like starlight next to glass
Moon light shines like silver in the dew
It doesn't matter what you compare her to
She's not you
She's not you......
Evening was a shimmer in your hair
Time was just a button on your gown
Memory is the torture I'm going through
She's not you
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Oh, it's you, I love the things you do
To make me blue
Oh, it's true, I love the things you do
To make me blue
To make me blue
Oh, to make me blue
Oh, to make me blue
Oh, to make me blue
Oh, it's me, you love to watch me speed
Across the sea
Oh, I'm free, I love the way it's all
I need to be
To make blue....
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When I hear that train a-coming from the junction
Troublin' my mind is it's favorite function.
It makes that crying on that old air horn
Middle of the night, I can hear it mourn
The world is a stone hanging in the night
The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light
Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain
Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train
Oh, about a train
My head is full of sky and my boots are full of ocean
And stolen designs for perpetual motion
Love scarred, shattered, tattered, and unfolding
Silent man, he won't tell me what it is
What it is he's holding
The world is a stone hanging in the night
The train's a woman and she leaves behind a light
Love is gone, I mean washed out by the rain
Leaving town and mumbling something 'bout a train
My heart is a stone, and my head is a canyon
Far off lonely home is my only companion
Love is gone, I mean washed out in the rain
Leaving town, mumbling something about a train
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The ruthless turbaned bandit
Turns his back upon the cradle
As angry as you ever can recall
And even though it's raining
You're yet to join the flowers on the wall
I've waited for a chance
To paint your blue town red
Slept where monsters dance
On the flowers in your hand
Fools go rushing in
Where angels fear to tread
The late night contingent
Has a question that it poses
And they're smoking all
The flowers you've arranged
And the blind poet enters
Beheading all you roses
To make up for the beauty
You've regained
I've waited for a chance.....
A heart may break in a twist of fate
And be thrown upon the pile
My bed still whirls though I see other girls
When I stare a thousand miles
A heart may break in a certain time and place
But a friend still knows
If it's her kiss on your smile
Your yellow dressed Athena
Assaults your very windows
And troubles all the clouds
Around your bed
And in the nearby land of the lovers
The one-eyed man is crazy
'Cause lovers are too blind
To hear a word that the fool has said
I've waited for a chance.....
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The streets are lined with gold
The cheese is full of mold
Oh, come into the fold with me
Global domination
While it sparks my imagination
It kills the vegetation
Ant it's not my cup of tea
The stairs are high and winding
My brother is divining
The empire is declining
But the wine is old
It's never sweet enough
And a little too tough
And they play a bit too rough
And they talk a little bit too cold
Say there's another color
Just say it on a bet
You know it's true
Though you haven't heard it yet
They're playing it for keeps
Like pieces on a board
You know it's true
Though you haven't heard before
Welcome to the decline
It's going just fine
It's good for the wine
And it's good for the forces
You can run but you can't hide
And beggars would ride
If they had the horses
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride
If wishes were horses
Oh, beggars would ride
Beggars would ride
The carousel is burning
The model's eyes are yearning
The tables aren't turning
But the lunch is free
And it's never cheap enough
And it's always the same stuff
And they forever call your bluff
And forever get their fee
Say there's another color.....
There is no limitation
Set upon this nation
What is our station
And relationship?
What about the pollution
And the constitution?
What is the purpose
Of this burning branch I grip?
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride........
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What you don't got I can't give to you
You got calamities to live through
Just when the nickels come a jingling down
You've got to use them all to get out of town
That's the queen you been dancing with
That's my kid sister Sisyphus
That's the queen you been dancing with
That's my kid sister Sisyphus
Hey sissy baby, why you all alone?
You got both your hands upon your big old stone
Hey sissy baby push that stone towards the sky
Hey sissy baby why you curtsey so high?
That's the queen you been dancing with
That's my kid sister Sisyphus
That's the queen you been dancing with
That's my kid sister Sisyphus
You're the kingpin in your end of town
My kid sister come and take you crown
Just when you think you got your system down
What you got going up and come around
That's the queen you been dancing with
That's my kid sister Sisyphus
That's the queen you been dancing with
That's my kid sister Sisyphus
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