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(Words Willcox/Music Lee,Glockler)walktalkbend and break |
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StumbleCrumble |
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The worldcar |
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Lost city of fire |
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Pyramids shake |
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Apartment blocks |
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Awakeam alone |
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On this lost city of |
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Marshave grown alone |
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Among glass and stolen cars |
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The pylons hum |
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Geckos run |
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Conveyor belts hum |
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Stars tumble |
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To the foot |
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Of the templeam alone |
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On this lost city of |
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Marshave grown alone |
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Among glass and stolen cars |
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The doorsThe icemillion |
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Glass eyes |
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On a trillion |
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Wheeling cogs |
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The dustThe rustmillion mouths sigh |
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In the lost city of the |
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GodsThe strangers applaud |
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The sect of lost horizons |
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And distant shores |
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ApplauseChildhood delusions of grandeur and fame |
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You open door |
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In I cameam the child |
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You need to feedreceive your intentions |
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With instinctive greed |
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I'm the pet of the multitudes |
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I'm the pet of your metal and tubesfluid and goo |
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Corridors and pavements |
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Conveyor belts |
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And streams |
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Cosmetic operations |
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For all buildings in need |
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Pods and peas, metal fatigue |
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Pedestrians with soda syphons |
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Clockwork mice and twelve foot pythons |
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Hitchhikers |
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Guide and |
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Monty Pythons |