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One of these days is like a Christmas in April
One of these days is like a time in a rush
One of these days is like a disco on death row
When the music I s over, save the last dance for me
So what difference does it make,
We all end up in the same wake
To dream of love or to dream of hate
A price or a pauper, the doctor or a leper
We all end up feeding worms one of these days
One of these days - Oh yeah
One of these days - Oh yeah
One of these days is gonna take me away
And I can't believe it - No, no
How old tramp John slept outside one night and froze
It was in the municipal park
That he laid his weary bones down
Hey! Hey! Hey! Who am I to pass judgement that way?
On a prince or a pauper or priest it's all the same
So when I finally drop off this mortal rock
Was it one day too early or one day too late?
One of these days - Oh yeah
One of these days - Oh yeah
One of these days is gonna take me away
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Goodbye Violet Race... I still love you
Goodbye Violet Race... I stil care about you
Fear no more, for here lies
The body of Violet Race
She lay with all the dead rocks and indigenous remains
What happened to the place she used to know?
What happened to the love she used to show?
Goodbye Violet Race... I still love you
Goodbye Violet Race... I stil care about you
And even though she's dead and gone, she'll always be adored
Her life she lost although she won a prize for being a whore
But I guess you'll never know how far to go
But I guess she'll never know, she'll never know, she'll never know
Goodbye Violet Race... I still love you
Goodbye Violet Race... I stil care about you
Goodbye Violet Race... I still want you
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Lucy's lost her shoe and she don't know where she put it
But I hope she'll find it some day
Cause hands that do dishes may be kind to your face
But stains they'll never wash away
Day in and after, she'd wait up by her window
Wait for all the clouds to blow away
But she won't recall that cold night in November
When her daddy made her play
Oh Lucy, what went wrong?
You never had it bad
I'll think of you before too long
And I know you ain't coming back
(Oh, Lucy... Oh, Lucy... Oh, Lucy, come back)
Lucy's lost her shoe and she don't know where she put it
What a terrible shame
And if she only knew how to turn back round and get it
She wouldn't all the same
Sometimes sits and wonders, and sometimes she'll just sit
Or making sure that everyone's ok
She'll often think of life before November
When her daddy made her play
Oh Lucy, what went wrong?
You never had it bad
I'll think of you before too long
But I know you ain't coming back
Is that such a hard thing to do?
She's only got one shoe
Lucy, don't be a fool
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Welcome to this empty ministry of plenty
As I'm sure you know
We're clearly on display here
To remind you should you stray from here
Or decide to roam
Dossers dream of gossamer
And kissing with tongues
Well, they're falling in love with anyone
Races from all places though all from under one sun,
Well it sure was no fun
So I got up and ran, ran, ran, from Mungo City
Mungo City - Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
That Mungo city, in the sky
Keeps a watchful eye on you and I
(well) Don't think you're even thinking
Even though you're thinking: keep it underground
They're sending out distress codes
And playing with your mind though
You won't hear a sound
Nazis in the Japanese cars from Japan
Well, they're falling in love if only they can
I'm telling you the tribesman wouldn't stand for this, man
Will, it sure was no scam
So I got up and ran, ran, ran from Mungo City
Mungo City -Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
That Mungo city, in the sky
Keeps a watchful eye on you tonight
Mungo City -Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
Mungo city, in the sky
Keeps a watchful eye on you tonight
Mungo City -Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
Mungo city, in the sky
Keeps a watchful eye on you tonight
Mungo City -Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
Mungo city, in the sky
Keeps a watchful eye on you tonight
Mungo City -Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
Mungo City -Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
Mungo City -Where are you?
You make us grey when skies are blue
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And when the sun falls heavy on my head
Don't you know, man, I could cry
'Cause whether I sink or swim you know I'll end up dead
Don't you know, man, I could cry
But if I go with the flow
Let myself go
Tonight could be the night
It doesn't really matter
Things could only get better tonight
All aboard the Skylark it's such a lot of fun, you'll see
All aboard the Skylark where everybody travels for free
And when the world comes knocking down upon my door
Well, don't you know that it's no fun
'Cause whether you win or lose it doesn't really matter
Life has got you on the run
But if I go with the flow
Let myself go
Tonight could be the night
It doesn't really matter
Things could only get better tonight
All aboard the Skylark it's such a lot of fun, you'll see
All aboard the Skylark where everybody travels for free
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When the world died laughing, laughing at you
While others cry hungry you go without food
Still you can see that as the world splits its sides
You're one of a million, just a wandering child
Because something meant something
Nothing to the few
Now heaven don't haunt you
And hell's awful
Don't tell me you love me, don't say that I do
'Cause I will believe you, I'll believe you
Now you're hurting but you just can't feel
You've got a chip on your shoulder and your arm won't heal
Sheer paranoia keeps you awake
Makes you hungry, makes you ache
She'll go enroll me, time and again
Well, I could have told you 'cause you're not my friend
Still I will believe you, I'll even lie
For all of your hurting is just sand in my eyes
Like sand in your eyes
But you can't see that with sand in your eyes
You're just one of a million wandering children
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Well,
Don't need no friends in high places
No Mr. Big on the hill
Gonna do my own dirty work, yeah
'Cause when the shit hits the fan
You'd better run if you can
Gonna do my own dirty work, yeah
'Cause I'm a free man
Don't you look at me, man
No need to run in the city of dreams
Well, you can keep your confession
For Mr. Big on the hill
You did your own dirty work, yeah
How'm I gonna know when I get there?
You'll know when you get there
'Cause you're a free man
Don't look at me, man
No need to run in the city of dreams
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She came from money
He called her honey
Her family makes wine
He's robbing her blind
When I see her and you on 2nd Avenue
Well, it makes me want to spew
So I ran away from you
I want to live on 2nd Avenue
I want her love on 2nd Avenue
Don't let her buy you 2nd Avenue
It's my street too
Now that you're married
Living on the Isle of Capri
You eat pate all day
Go for a swim in the bay
Still I can't stand to see you in a magazine
Wil your blue blood clan
And all your fans
I want to live on 2nd Avenue
I want her love on 2nd Avenue
Don't let her buy you 2nd Avenue
It's my street too
What a girl to do that
2nd Avenue
It's my only road, my 2nd Avenue
I want to live on 2nd Avenue
I want her love on 2nd Avenue
I want to run on 2nd Avenue
I want to spew on 2nd Avenue
I want to walk on 2nd Avenue
I want her child on 2nd Avenue
Don't let her buy you 2nd Avenue
It's my street too
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Slow breeze slipping through my fingers
Cold dreams ejected from my mind
Wet face pressed against a window
A neon tear illuminates the sign
Almond kisses, almond kisses
Best kiss you ever had
Almond kisses, almond kisses
Come back
Back to me
Back to me
Back to me
Boy's breath is humid to the nipple
As Conscience: she topples to the floor
Ice, cold, tingles in the morning
As Passion: she sparks the fire for more
Almond kisses, almond kisses
Best kiss you ever had
Almond kisses, almond kisses
Come back
Back to me
Back to me
Come back to me
So be (slipping) strong
You can't go
You can't go
You can't go wrong
So be (slipping) strong
You can't go
You can't go
You can't go wrong
You can't go worng
You can't go wrong
You can't go worng
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You know I know ive been damaged , savaged
you know i know that is horrid is sordid
but you are not the only one i love
you think im someone sent from up above
well i kiss your hands your feet your hair
well if im a man, then im your fan
you're the best thing that im ever gonna have
so take my hand and carry on and on and on
Ain't no mistaking this is taking and raping
im sick and tired from
dreams awaking im faking
but you are not the only one i love
you think im someone sent from up above
i kiss your hands your feet your hair
well if im a man, then im your fan
you're the best thing that im ever gonna have
so take my hand and carry on and on and on
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Come on, come on
Everything's dandy
He's got slingshot teeth like a hot bamboo
He wakes up every morning at the crack o' two
Have you seen him?
Well, if you know who I mean there's no need to ask
He wears a pinstripe suit and always has the last laugh
Have you seen him?
I have no face
I am anonymous
And in my dreams
I am anonymous
Well, he steals this thyme at the side of the road
He's got a one-inch cock but nobody knows
Have you seen him?
Well, he loves to go a-sailing upon the milky ocean blue
We might take a drive in his B-52
Have you seen him?
I have no face
I am anonymous
And in my dreams
I am anonymous
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Sixteen or seventeen, that's all I think you were
Fly by me one more time, I wonder who you are
The most beautiful girl in the world
I won't make promises I know I cannot keep
You'll be my sweet thing and I'll worship at your feet
The most beautiful girl in the world
So call me back one more time and nail me to your bed
Well, I'll pull my weight and wear a Monet on my head
The most beautiful girl in the world
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