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We're in the movies
We're heroes
We sparkle at night
Love among puppets
And one day
I'll pull all the strings
White boys and heroes
White boys and heroes
See boys say I'm mayhem
Was my wife the doctor
The patient or something obscene?
A history of nothing
Like a see-through song in disguise
Heroes are tough
And have no time
For women and boys
I won't cry till this thing is over
And someone agrees
White boys and heroes
White boys and heroes
See boys say I'm mayhem
White boys and heroes
We have no time for celebration
We have no time left at all
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I like new fashion
I like old stories
Like my sister used to tell
This is the voice
This is the heart
I like romantics
But I don't like Steven
Old me love war songs
Love Vrea Lynn
Old men love war songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn
I like the welcome
I like my sunbed
But it burns me alive
I like old heroes
I like old film stars
Dirty pictures - s-ap, snap
I like intrusion
When she's dressed in white
A nervous bride
I don't remember if she's black or white
This is the heart
Old men love war songs
Love Vera Lynn
Old men love wars songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn
This could be it
This could be nothing
Will you remember
When the sparkle dies down
I like Ferrari's
I like this fame
Appreciation in the strangest ways
I could believe in such things for now
Don't like to crash - climb, climb
I like the dancer
Like you're supposed to
I'll keep my mouth shut
But I don't like this
Old men love war songs
Love Vera Lynn
Old men love wars songs
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At 4 o'clock we land
And I'll wave my flag for you
Interest in heart
We are not savage
Like children we're people
'What difference' I say
Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons
A dream of Siam
We could leave in the morning
Old friends and shy
We need to win
Like you need to breathe
I've an interest in games
Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons
Gowns for another show
Maybe no-one will come
Here take my arm
I like the pictures
And you like ghost stories
Tommorrow I'll sight
Music for chameleons
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I read a book
About conversation and you
I listen to
Stories that intrude on my heart again
This is my house
Welcome is here
This is my house
Welcome to me
My picture of your face
Will disappear with time
Patience in eyes
That say 'Occupied'
Quite peculiar
This is my house
Welcome is here
This is my house
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Listen good
Don't cry for me
Don't cry anymore
Now just shut your mouth
This point of view
Appeals to me
Listen babe
Say you've got no-one
Tonight
Same old smile
That cracked a thousand hearts
But not mine
Same old line
'I've read the book and
I know you well'
Listen babe
Say you've got no-one tonight
What's this feeling
That I don't believe
No concern on my face
What's it for
You dream of something
Like I dreamed of you
Listen babe
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Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things
For her to expect
Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't'
I called your number as you told the world
Something is wrong
There is no longer any normal to me
You're my assassin but you can't see the crime
Pointless possessions
Of me and you and greed
I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes
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What's it to you?
If I feel
Just a face in the wall
Crawling out of the crowd
Now look at me
You cry 'Rust'
Like a leaf in the fall
I fly in the sky, don't you?
What's it to you?
This noise noise
Like a plaque on the wall
One of these days
I'll just leave
As boys drown
You feel like young Gods
You know all young Gods must fade
What's it to you?
Going down boys
Like a screw in the wall
My lovers never leave
Play war like Marines
Just noise noise
And just roar roar
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(Is this a party?)
Boys, like rain,
Cries like 'this time cries
I suppose you know'
Boys, like rain,
Cries like 'this time
I suppose' like
This time rain
Boys could grieves, too
Like I could down tonight
I could die
Boys like me
Cries 'this time I suppose
You know I cried'
And I'm going into like I sing 'like me'
Boys, like rain,
Cries 'seems like I suppose
This time I rain... no'
Boys like me
Cries 'I could down' suppose
I could rain
Save me tonight
Boys like me
Seems like I could die
Scream 'like I know... you'
Boys like me
Cries 'This-- oh, no'
Cries 'I don't know'
Like I'm going into like I'm me
Boys like down
Boys like me
Seems like I suppose
Boys like me
Boys lie down
Seems like I suppose
Like I'm going into like I'm me now
Boys like me
Boys lie down, suppose
This time rain
Boys like down
Cries 'seems like boys' suppose
This time rain
Boys like me
Cry 'seems like down' suppose
This time me
Cries 'no'
Boys like me
Boys lie down
Cries 'I don't know'
Cries...
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I intrude on patience
I intrude on young hearts
I intrude on all such things
That can take you by surprise
Time and time again
So?
I've no welcome for you
I've no welcome for thought
I've no welcome in my house
I've tried too long you know
Time and time again
Oh look there's a man inside
The head's not the museum it's supposed to be
We sleep with machines that breathe
And some even have names
The executive dream
We're all so sincere
I'll sing a song from the film
That broke your heart
Oh look at the smile that cracked
Tomorrow we'll be civilized
And burn the whole world down
We don't believe in you
We're specialized mechanics
In repairing the bitch
You dance around my head
You say it's illegal
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Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things
For her to expect
Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't'
I called your number as you told the world
Someone is wrong
I'll find the answer
You'll take mystery to bed
My sister Coma she was always too shy
You told the story crying
'Darling, too good to last'
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Stone shapes and me
I'll stay now
Nothing's forever
This time there's no goodbye
Female son
But I won't change again
One of these days
I lose it all in sleep
You are slow poison young friend
Just give me time to reply
What am I saying
There's nothing left to steal
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Say
And I say 'me'
Boys with their ambition
The sparkle dies down
I could believe in such things
Boys with their ambitions
Sparkle dies down
I could believe in such things
This house is cold
This house is mine
This house is yours
Like friends of mine
Ooh, I could boys like down like some down like boys suppose
Ooh, I could down like boys like could down like you
Ooh, I could down like boys like could boys like could down like cries
Boys cry
Boys scream 'down'
Like boys fell down
I could believe in such rain
Me falling down
Falling boys
Like and I
And I can see such... no
This house is mine
This house is cold
This house is yours
These friends of old
Ooh, like could down like boys on the ground like I suppose
Ooh, I could down like boys underground like you
Ooh, I could down like boys on the boys on the ground like me
Boys like
Crying 'down' like
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