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A Charlatan, I
Noble and wild
Hustlin' for tricks to help you feel loved
And we all need a shoulder to cry on
Once in a while
And there won't be a dry eye
In the house tonight
Blackened blue eyes
I don't care too much for your
Circumstances or you
Situation-wise
A Charlatan, I
Will blossom and die
One day you'll find a real need for love
Or you live with the fear for
The rest of your life
And there won't be a dry eye
In the house tonight
Blackened blue eyes
I don't care too much for your
Circumstances or you
Situation-wise
The one thing I hate
The numb and the fake
The gutless who rape
The jaws of a snake
We all need a best friend
We can trust with our lives til the end
And there won't be a dry eye
In the house tonight
Blackened blue eyes
I don't care too much for
Second chances
Blackened blue eyes
I don't care too much for
Final chances
Ride out into a world of random prostitutes
I'll show you some fantastic scenes
And it will be alright
Blackened blue eyes
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New York city 7 o'clock
Giving it up for the vintage look
Listening to the radio asking
What's the deal boys
We're into the wild unknown
A freakshow
A place we call home
We don't need to educate
We only want to stay up late
Looking for these broken joints
Take in a peepshow?
We need to be told the reason
We're all being sold
New York... say what!
I love you, I tell you,
There's no need to stop!
There's no need to stop!
Underground counter culture
Eat you up like a hungry vulture
Look at you half alive
Like Dr Jeckal and Mr Hyde
You'll never see what I seen
You do last night
New York... say what!
I love you, I tell you,
There's no need to stop!
There's no need to stop!
There's no need to..
New York City 7 o'clock
Giving it up for the vintage look underground
I love this raps
It's now or never
A reason to live
A reason to die
New York... say what!
I love you, I tell you,
There's no need to stop
There's no need to stop
There's no need to..
We all need to be told
We all need to be told (why)
We all need to be told
James Brown-git down
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Try not to die
Try not to die
Hold me tight
I know there's something going wrong inside
Tonight tonight
The stars are bright
Watch me close
Because I'm looking for the last laugh
For your entertainment
I know you lie
I know you lie
Looking for the boys
With the needles in their eyes
Hold me close
For the first kiss
I guess I'm looking
For something that just don't exist
For your entertainment
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The war was won, the battle over ran
The fire in the girl in the far east sun
The rhythm was swift, the boys they were alive
There will always be a clue in a dead man's eye
Way out west on any avenue
We always find the girls in the high heel shoes
The boys were shot, my father was a liar
There will always be a clue in a dead man's eye
The winds were heavy and the boys were shot
The river was red, all the lives we lost
The devil encounters makes you feel damned
To be alive
The war was won, the battle over ran
The fire in the girls in the far east sun
The rhythm was hot, my father was alive
Always be a clue in a dead man's eye
The spirit was broken but the girls were hot
The river was red, all the lives we lost
The devil encounters makes you feel damned
To be alive
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I sit on the muddy ground, the muddy ground
Waiting for you
I sit on the muddy ground, the muddy ground
Waiting for you
I sit on the muddy ground, the muddy ground
Waiting for you
You say look what you found on the muddy ground
Was waiting for you
I'm still waiting for you, still waiting for
I'm still waiting for you, still waiting for
I watch the money burn, and in return
I'm left here with you
You say look what I found on the money ground
Was left here by you
I sit on the muddy ground, the muddy ground
You sit on the money ground, the money ground
I'm still waiting for you, still waiting for
I'm still waiting for you, still waiting for
All the luckless fellas, who deserve a medal
Look into life through the bottom of a glass
I'm still waiting for you, still waiting for
I'm still waiting for you, still waiting for
I'm still waiting for you, still waiting for
I'm still waiting for you
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Lovers in the city
There is no need to fight
I don't offer a solution
Just call it paradise
Oh! It's burning burning love
In the city of the dead
Always a bed out west in Cali
But I need to survive
On the path to find the glory
In dangerous times
Oh! It's burning burning up
In the city of the dead
There's a fortune in this city
Jealousy and lies
Keep searching for the loved ones
No question what I like
Oh! It's burning burning love
In the city of the dead
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Is this the road to Paradise?
Always to feel it's all over
There must be something going on inside
Security walls, they better be tight
There will be no free kind of advice
Lost in career, lost in the night
I don't want to blame this on each other
But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
No matter where I go
There will be no tears on my pillow
For everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
No matter where I go, I watch the river flow
This is the road to Paradise
Always to feel it's all over
Born on the 4th of July
Born under strange, strange skies
There will be no free kind of advice
Security walls, you better be tight
I don't want to blame this on each other
But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
No matter where I go
There will be no tears on my pillow
For everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
No matter where I go, I watch the river flow
This is the road to Paradise
This is the road to Paradise
I don't want to blame this on each other
But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
No matter where I go
I don't want to blame this on each other
But everywhere I go, I watch the river flow
No matter where I go
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For all of us the world is a hound
For all others there's never a frown
To the leaders who try as they might
Dabble dabble here as high as the night
When the lights go out in London
The crowds will disappear
I'll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweet and say quietly
“Hold my hand”
In our hearts we...
We know what we like in this battle scene
Please be sweet and be bright
When the lights go out in London
The crown will disappear
I'll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweet and say quietly
“Hold my hand”
For all of us the world is a hound
For all others there's never a frown
To the leaders who try as they might
Hug me to sleep as I die in the night
When the lights go out in London
The crown will disappear
I'll be there for your tomorrows tonight
I look into the eyes of a man in this barren land
I look to my sweet and say quietly
“Hold my hand”
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
Take my hand now
In this barren land
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Rockers all over the world, re-unite
In love with the feeling that comes with the night
As we talk
Lay off the pills that are left on the shelf
We'll be warped when we stop
I never said I want to be the one who said
I told you so
But you're all a lowly bunch of parasites
And I told my girl that it would be alright
Let me go
On a hilltop in the bustley nights
With a legendary lord I used to like
And there will be tears in our eyes
Make love in our own little van
I am giving you all that I can and I am
Buckle my belt and I roll up the sleeves of my shirt
And I flirt
I never said I want to be the one who said
I told you so
But you're all a lowly bunch of parasites
And I told my girl that it would be alright
Let me go
On a hilltop in the bustley nights
With a legendary lord I used to like
And there will be tears in our eyes
I never said I want to be the one who said
I told you so
But you're all a lowly bunch of parasites
And I told my girl that it would be alright
Let me go
On a hilltop in the bustley nights
With the legendary lords I never liked
And there will be tears in our eyes
Last night you know
An architect saved my life
I knew in my heart
I wouldn't die tonight
Thank you all
I thank you all so very much
You know I never really wanted to be touched
To be touched
To be touched
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The wedding told a secret
A tremble in her hand
Too young to be together
Too young to understand
And we all sang
Glory Glory
Hallelujah
I wish that I could have told her
I wish that I loved her more
Now there's nothing to stop you leaving
No one to keep you here
It's time to start with the healing
With someone else who should care
And then we all sang
Glory Glory
Hallelujah
Glory Glory
Hallelujah
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