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It's 5 o'clock
Driving down Park Lane
As London leaves
For the weekend again
Through the dark city streets
In the clinging rain
I take my car
Towards the Thames
And Waterloo
Rendezvous 6:02
Rendezvous 6:02
Was that a face I saw?
No, just a trick of light
It's getting clearer now
But moving out of sight
It's cold and late
And I can't miss that train
I turn around
Walk through the arch
Of Waterloo
Rendezvous 6:02
Rendezvous 6:02
Rendezvous 6:02
Rendezvous 6:02
I saw the same hooded face
He beckoned me from the gate
Did you not know, my friend?
Ten years ago was the end
After the war
Waterloo was no more
But your ticket states
There is one train
It's leaving now
And there is a place
Remember my face
And Waterloo
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Nothing to lose – Now I can really break it
Nothing to lose – Now I don't have to fake it
If you can't use – Forget it then I don't need it
Nothing to lose – If it ain't hot I'll leave it
Nothing to show but no-one to stop me I'm going away
I'm kicking my heels, rolling the wheels and I'm leaving today
Nothing to lose – I gotta run for my life
Nothing to lose – Shoot out and shine those search lights
Nothing to lose – I'm ready to cross that border line
Nothing to lose – I'm going to make it stick this time
Nothing to show but no-one to stop me I'm going away
I'm kicking my heels, rolling the wheels and I'm leaving today
Nothing to lose – I gotta run for my life
Nothing to lose – Shoot out and shine those search lights
Nothing to lose – I'm ready to cross that border line
Nothing to lose – I'm going to make it stick this time
Nothing to lose – Now I can really break it
Nothing to lose – Now I don't have to fake it
Nothing to lose – Forget it then I don't need it
Nothing to lose – If it ain't hot I will leave it
Nothing to lose – I gotta run for my life
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Rip the sheets off, ice cold again
Wolf at the door
Can I stand
A dog's life here for one day more
Close my eyes, imagine somewhere
So far away
Silver sand
And azure Carribean Sea
Sick of solitary holidays
'Cause I never get away from here
I listen to the water drip down
Into the cell
Run amok
If I survive this living hell
Holed up in this cold calaboose
Captivity
Even takes
My lucid thoughts away from me
Time to kill – going nowhere
Killing time – staying where there's
Time to kill – going nowhere
Killing time – staying where there's...
Time to kill – going nowhere
Killing time – staying where there's
Time to kill – going nowhere
Killing time – staying where there's...
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Are you one of mine who can sleep with one eye open wide?
Agonizing psychotic solitary hours to decide
Reaching for the light at the slightest noise from the floor
Now your hands perspire heart goes leaping at a knock from the door
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
Rich and powerful ascend complicated bends to be free
To indulge in what they will any jaded thrill or fanstasy
Shuttered windows that belie all the stifled cries from within
And prying eyes are blind to proceedings of the kind that begin
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
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Creamed-up kitten screaming for her next injection
Dead dog in the driveway – protein for infection
The most exclusive restaurants got a few uninvited diners
Don't worry if you're under-age – they've special schemes for minors
Caesar's Palace Blues, Caesar's Palace Blues
I lost my shirt on my last hand, I nearly sold my shoes
I came up trumps last weekend so I've got to pay my dues
Cards fall, faces change, cat's cunning shows
Same rules still apply, either way you lose
Lovers on the carpet, Cupid's dream for certain
But there's always someone hiding right behind the hotel curtain
They've cameras in the casino and bugs under your bed
But all the gold in Vegas couldn't bring Caesar back from dead
Caesar's Palace Blues, Caesar's Palace Blues
Caesar's Palace Blues, Caesar's Palace Blues
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