Anyway Lyrics
| Song | Anyway |
| Artist | Genesis |
| Album | Genesis 1970-1975 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| All the pumping's nearly over for my sweetheart | |
| This is the one for me | |
| Time to meet the chef | |
| Oh boy! The running man is out of death | |
| Feel cold and old, it's getting hard to catch my breath | |
| It's back to ash, "now, you've had your flash boy" | |
| The rocks, in time, compress | |
| your blood to oil | |
| your flesh to coal | |
| enrich the soil | |
| not everybody's goal | |
| Anyway, they say she comes on a pale horse | |
| But I'm sure I hear a train | |
| Oh boy! I don't even feel no pain- | |
| I think I must be driving myself insane | |
| Damn it all! Does earth plug a hole in heaven | |
| Or heaven plug a hole in earth-"how wonderful to be | |
| so profound | |
| when everything you are is dying underground | |
| I feel like the pull on the rope, let m off at the rainbow | |
| I could have been exploded in space | |
| Diffirent orbits for my bones | |
| Not me, just quietly buried in stones | |
| Keep the deadline open with my maker! | |
| See me stretch; for God's elastic acre | |
| The door bell rings and it's | |
| "Good morning, Rael | |
| So sorry you had to wait | |
| It won't be long, yeah! | |
| She's very rarely late" |
| All the pumping' s nearly over for my sweetheart | |
| This is the one for me | |
| Time to meet the chef | |
| Oh boy! The running man is out of death | |
| Feel cold and old, it' s getting hard to catch my breath | |
| It' s back to ash, " now, you' ve had your flash boy" | |
| The rocks, in time, compress | |
| your blood to oil | |
| your flesh to coal | |
| enrich the soil | |
| not everybody' s goal | |
| Anyway, they say she comes on a pale horse | |
| But I' m sure I hear a train | |
| Oh boy! I don' t even feel no pain | |
| I think I must be driving myself insane | |
| Damn it all! Does earth plug a hole in heaven | |
| Or heaven plug a hole in earth" how wonderful to be | |
| so profound | |
| when everything you are is dying underground | |
| I feel like the pull on the rope, let m off at the rainbow | |
| I could have been exploded in space | |
| Diffirent orbits for my bones | |
| Not me, just quietly buried in stones | |
| Keep the deadline open with my maker! | |
| See me stretch for God' s elastic acre | |
| The door bell rings and it' s | |
| " Good morning, Rael | |
| So sorry you had to wait | |
| It won' t be long, yeah! | |
| She' s very rarely late" |
| All the pumping' s nearly over for my sweetheart | |
| This is the one for me | |
| Time to meet the chef | |
| Oh boy! The running man is out of death | |
| Feel cold and old, it' s getting hard to catch my breath | |
| It' s back to ash, " now, you' ve had your flash boy" | |
| The rocks, in time, compress | |
| your blood to oil | |
| your flesh to coal | |
| enrich the soil | |
| not everybody' s goal | |
| Anyway, they say she comes on a pale horse | |
| But I' m sure I hear a train | |
| Oh boy! I don' t even feel no pain | |
| I think I must be driving myself insane | |
| Damn it all! Does earth plug a hole in heaven | |
| Or heaven plug a hole in earth" how wonderful to be | |
| so profound | |
| when everything you are is dying underground | |
| I feel like the pull on the rope, let m off at the rainbow | |
| I could have been exploded in space | |
| Diffirent orbits for my bones | |
| Not me, just quietly buried in stones | |
| Keep the deadline open with my maker! | |
| See me stretch for God' s elastic acre | |
| The door bell rings and it' s | |
| " Good morning, Rael | |
| So sorry you had to wait | |
| It won' t be long, yeah! | |
| She' s very rarely late" |
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