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The last white man pulling the trigger on the last emotion
Not if you care ...
Her soft eyes like a splutter like the sun, a dancer
So clear, dancing, dancing
Are you smart ...
Dancing
Not if you care for me ...
Dancing ... dancing ... dancing ... dancing ... dancing
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When I dream in
When I scream in
When I wipe my
Dirty hands clean
Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Ah no sa ney
When I dream in
When I scream in
When I wipe my
Dirty hands clean
Ah ha ha ha ...
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha
When I dream in
When I scream in
When I wipe my
Dirty hands clean
Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Ah no sa ney
Ah no sa ney
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They will give you what you need
They will run your life
They will get you where they want to
On the cross you'll die
Oh, what a game a fair frame
Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind
When you're kind
The future and the reasons
Will they change the seasons ?
The law has made it very clear
Save your breath for the next try
They will try you with fanatic threats
To make you sigh
Oh, what a game a fair frame
Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind
When you're kind
The future and the reasons
Will they change the seasons ?
They want your face for a magazine
They want my voice for their fears
I want the world's news to be
A different truth in different ears
What a game a fair frame
Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind
When you're kind
The future and the reasons
They won't change the seasons
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My funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable
Unphotographable
Yet you're my favourite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek ?
Is your mouth a little weak ?
When you open it to speak, are you smart ?
But don't change your hair for me
Not if you care for me.
Stay little valentine, stay!
Each day is Valentine's Day.
Is your figure less than Greek ?
Is your mouth a little weak ?
When you open it to speak, are you smart ?
But don't change your hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine, stay!
Each day is Valentine's Day
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On a dusty road you sit
Fearfully in danger
The intentions of my attitude
Have mastered the adventure
In a state of trance
You may come and dance
You'll be placed in harmony
A degree of anger
You have landed painfully
Fearfully in danger
In a state of trance
You may come and dance
You may sing the void for me
Fearfully in danger
Fearfully in danger
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"My heart is empty
But the songs I sing
Are filled with love for you"
A man said that to me
That's how I know
Sometimes love it does not show
Sometimes it does not even know
There is no witness to my anger
When it stabs until he dies
I am looking for the strangler
To help me, help me with my crime
Show me the way to warning
Warning for the morning light
I will stab it with a knife
The blinding sun
The heartbeat for the time to come
The honesty
That lies to you
My heart is empty
But the songs I sing
Are filled with love for you
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Bring him into the arena
And let the lion win again
A triumph for the worst
Or for the better
Escaping remains uncertain
Nemesis unloaded kiss
A victim of his prophecies
Butwe do much believe
He may not wish all to see
The dare
May be surrender
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