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Lovers' leap |
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Walking across the sitting-room, i turn the television off. |
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Sitting beside you, i look into your eyes. |
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As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time, |
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I swear i saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right. |
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...and it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue |
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Hey my baby don't you know our love is true. |
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Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies. |
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Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright, |
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Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly. |
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The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand. |
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...and it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you. |
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Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true. |
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I've been so far from here, |
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Far from your warm arms. |
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It's good to feel you again, |
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It's been a long long time. hasn't it? |
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The guaranteed eternal sanctuary man |
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I know a farmer who looks after the farm. |
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With water clear, he cares for all his harvest. |
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I know a fireman who looks after the fire. |
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You, can't you see he's fooled you all. |
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Yes, he's here again, can't you see he's fooled you all. |
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Share his peace, |
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Sign the lease. |
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He's a supersonic scientist, |
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He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man. |
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Look, look into my mouth he cries, |
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And all the children lost down many paths, |
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I bet my life you'll walk inside |
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Hand in hand, |
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Gland in gland |
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With a spoonful of miracle, |
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He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary. |
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We will rock you, rock you little snake, |
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We will keep you snug and warm. |
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Ikhnaton and itsacon and their band of merry men |
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Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest, |
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We walked across the fields to see the children of the west, |
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But we saw a host of dark skinned warriors |
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Standing still below the ground, |
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Waiting for battle. |
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The fight's begun, they've been released. |
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Killing foe for peace...bang, bang, bang. bang, bang, bang... |
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And they're giving me a wonderful potion, |
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'cos i cannot contain my emotion. |
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And even though i'm feeling good, |
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Something tells me i'd better activate my prayer capsule. |
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Today's a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate. |
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The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord. |
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How dare i be so beautiful? |
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Wandering through the chaos the battle has left, |
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We climb up a mountain of human flesh, |
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To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life. |
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A young figure sits still by a pool, |
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He's been stamped "human bacon" by some butchery tool. |
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(he is you) |
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Social security took care of this lad. |
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We watch in reverence, as narcissus is turned to a flower. |
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A flower? |
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Willow farm |
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If you go down to willow farm, |
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To look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies |
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Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies, |
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Like the fox on the rocks, |
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And the musical box. |
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Oh, there's mum & dad, and good and bad, |
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And everyone's happy to be here. |
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There's winston churchill dressed in drag, |
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He used to be a british flag, plastic bag, what a drag. |
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The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg, |
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The egg was a bird. |
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(fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail) |
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Hadn't you heard? |
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(they're going to change you into a human being!) |
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Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese, |
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And wonderfully clean in the morning. |
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We've got everything, we're growing everything, |
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We've got some in |
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We've got some out |
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We've got some wild things floating about |
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Everyone, we're changing everyone, |
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You name them all, |
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We've had them here, |
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And the real stars are still to appear. |
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All change! |
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Feel your body melt; |
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Mum to mud to mad to dad |
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Dad diddley office, dad diddley office, |
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You're all full of ball. |
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Dad to dam to dum to mum |
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Mum diddley washing, mum diddley washing, |
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You're all full of ball. |
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Let me hear you lies, we're living this up to the eyes. |
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Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa |
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Momma i want you now. |
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And as you listen to my voice |
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To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause. |
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You've been here all the time, |
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Like it or not, like what you got, |
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You're under the soil (the soil, the soil), |
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Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil, the soil!). |
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So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang |
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And all of us fit in our places. |
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Apocalypse in 9/8 (co-starring the delicious talents of gabble ratchet) |
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With the guards of magog, swarming around, |
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The pied piper takes his children underground. |
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Dragons coming out of the sea, |
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Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me. |
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He brings down the fire from the skies, |
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You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes. |
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Better not compromise. |
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It won't be easy. |
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666 is no longer alone, |
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He's getting out the marrow in your back bone, |
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And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll, |
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Gonna blow right down inside your soul. |
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Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon, |
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In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune. |
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And it's hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue, |
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Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true, |
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I've been so far from here, |
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Far from your loving arms, |
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Now i'm back again, and babe it's gonna work out fine. |
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As sure as eggs is eggs (aching men's feet) |
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Can't you feel our souls ignite |
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Shedding ever changing colours, in the darkness of the fading night, |
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Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in a seed grows |
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We have finally been freed to get back home. |
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There's an angel standing in the sun, and he's crying with a loud voice, |
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"this is the supper of the mighty one", |
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Lord of lords, |
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King of kings, |
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Has returned to lead his children home, |
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To take them to the new jerusalem. |
