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We're not strong enough
We're not young enough
We're not alone enough, or cold enough
Emotionally we're not even old enough
Late at night, we're in a video-game dream
There is no lover in this numbered scene
We summon every childhood ghost we've seen
Then suddenly we hear that Mike Post theme
Everything is all right (bong de bong)
We've prayed today (la-da-da-da-dah)
Everything is OK (bong de bong)
We've played today
Late at night on the underground train
Through endless suburbs in endless pain
Then deep in the tunnel under the London rain
Suddenly we hear Mike Post again
Everything is all right (bong de bong)
We've prayed today (la-da-da-da-dah)
If there really is a God (bong de bong)
We should be laid today
We watch those films
That make men cry
Young lovers kiss
Then fight and die
We start to yearn
We climb the vine
We have to face
The truth some time
We're not strong enough
We're not young enough
We're not alone enough, not cold enough
Emotionally we're not even old enough
For love...
But late at night we find the racing tame
We're faced with women and a reality game
We feel alive; we feel new and blind
We're hearing Mike Post in the air this time
Everything is all right (bong de bong)
We've prayed today (la-da-da-da-dah)
If there really is a God (bong de bong)
We should get laid today
There comes a time in every little punk's life
When he has to write a song for his common-law wife
We make our women wait until they wanna scream
But we can always whistle that Mike Post theme
Everything is all right (bong de bong)
We've prayed today (la-da-da-da-dah)
If there really is a God (bong de bong)
We should get laid today
We watch those films
That make men cry
Young lovers kiss
Then fight and die
We start to yearn
We climb the vine
We have to face
The truth some time
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We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
(small instrumental)
The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
No, no!
(instrumental)
I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?
(instrumental)
There's nothing in the streets
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight
I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!
(instrumental)
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss
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Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland
Sally ,take my hand
Travel south crossland
Put out the fire
Don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much older
Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
Oh, oh
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!
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No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
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Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"
I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair
Well who are you?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
I really wanna know
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Tell me who are you
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Cause I really wanna know
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
I took a tube back outta town
Back to the Rollin' Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin
I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God there's got to be another way
Well who are you?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Oh, who are you?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Come on tell me who are you
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Oh who the f**k are you?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa...*repeats several times*
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
I really wanna know
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
I really wanna know
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Come on tell me who are you
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Cause I really wanna know
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this
Well who are you?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Oh tell me who are you
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Oh I really wanna know
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Tell me tell me who are you
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Come on, come on, who?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Oh who the f**k are you?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who who, who who?
Oh tell me who are you
Who are you?
Who....
I really wanna know
Oh I really wanna know
Come on tell me who are you
You
You
Ow...you!
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Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Have I waited
To ask if I have loved you
To know if I have served you
To find if I've obeyed you
To know if I've betrayed you
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Have I waited
Then find I can't be perfect
Not even a perfect snake
To know that we are hated
You suffer for my sake
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Two thousand years
Have I waited
And so I have a chance to love
As you intended
You really lived and die for me
Is the waiting really ended?
Two thousand years
Two thousand long, long years
Two thousand years
Two thousand long, long years
Have I waited
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And when the world began
I'd been asleep forever
I opened one eye
'Twas then it was I
Got the whim to wake
And when the weight of space
Rolled like it was an ocean
One became one
Father and son
Watched the sunrise break
And as the ocean warmed
And from this dream we wake
One sang to greet the dawn
One pursed his lips and spoke
Wake up and hear the music
Wake up and hear the music play
Wake up and hear the music
Wake up and hear what the people say
I heard the heavens sing
Predicting Marty Robbins
I knew I'd find
Music and time
Were the perfect plan
I watched my son sail on
A little ship a-bobbin'
I had to grow
I needed to know
Exactly who I am
And as the ocean warmed
And from this dream we woke
One sang to greet the dawn
One pursed his lips and spoke
Wake up and hear the music
Wake up and hear the music play
Wake up and hear the music
Wake up and hear what the people say
Wake up and hear the music
Wake up and hear the music play
Wake up and hear the music
Wake up and hear what the people say
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It's not enough
Whatever you give
A little bit more
You always need
A little more man
A little more seed
It's not enough
It's not enough
Whatever I give
It's never enough
I gave you cash
I gave you love
All that I heard
Was "It's Not Enough"
I work so hard
It gets so tough
Whatever I give
Never feels like enough
It's not enough
It's not enough
Whatever I give
It's never enough
When I'm on my knees
I keep taking your stuff
Make sure that you know
It's never enough
You said you'd go as far
As to turn to my friend
Who once warned me of you
Said you'd hasten my end
Because I have lent
Every ounce of my juice
My essence is spent
You'll always want
A little more pink
I'll always need
A little more ink
It's not enough
It's not enough
Whatever I give
It's never enough
However I praise
However I puff
Though you may smile
It won't be enough
Right at the end
When I start to bluff
An' the lift's going down
An' I start acting tough
It's not enough
It's not enough
Whatever I give
It's never enough
I'll find someone else
To finish filling me up
I'll smile and admit
You were never quite enough
Like Brigitte Bardot
In Godard's Les Mepris
I can't love you enough
To make you complete
You appear in my dreams
With some new courtier
You need me there to see
What you need to convey
It's not enough
It's not enough
Whatever I give
It'll never be enough
No hysterical scene
You will never play rough
I'm the one who will scream
But it won't be enough
It's never enough
It's never enough
It's not enough
It's not enough
Whatever I give
It'll never be enough
I'll never hold you
How can I scold you?
It's not enough
It's not enough
Whatever I give
It'll never be enough
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When I'm in trouble
You stand by me
When I see double
You stand by me
You take my side
Against those who lied
You take my side
Gimme back my pride
When I been losing
You stand by me
When I been boozin'
You stand by me
You take my side
Against those who lied
You take my side
Gimme back my pride
I suppose I could make it all my own
I know I'd arrive all skin and all bone
You are the strongest back I've ever known
You carried me, carried me, carried me
You carried me home
When I'm crying
You stand by me
When I am dying
You stand by me
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I'm young in my camper van
The world feels old and new
I fear the future man
As I take in the view
Don't know where to head now
Give up? Go back?
My friends are all dead now
Or stifled in the sack
Sound round,
Feel the ground
Feel the pulse
We have found
Breathe in
Feel the spin
Where's the dream
That we were in?
Sound round,
Feel the ground
Feel the pulse
We have found
Sound round,
Feel the ground
Feel the pulse
We have found
Breathe in
Feel the spin
Where's the dream
That we were in?
Sound round,
Feel the ground
Feel the pulse
We have found
I'm young in my camper van
The world feels old and new
I fear the future man
As I take in the view
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Now I'm in the ether
Look down at time
I see three children
Prepare to walk the line
I see them older
When life is done
I was a loser
At the game they won
Come on let's try
To pick up the peace
You and I
On our hands and knees
Come on let's try
To pick up, pick up the peace
Come on let's try
To touch the Fleece
You and I
On our hands and knees
Come on let's try
To pick up, pick up the peace
How do old people forget
That the wars we've seen
Are 'bout me longing for you
You longing for me?
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Three kids from the neighbourhood
Three different lives
Three different ways to be
Three identical smiles
We're not the same
But we can talk
We kiss and link our arms
We take a walk
We watch the tide ebb away
Carry ideas to the sea
We hear the music
Remember being free
We are unholy
Trinity
In love forever
We are the sea
We are the ocean
We are the free
We are unholy
Trinity
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Your mother loves her brother
But her brother loves his lover
And his lover is my cover
My one and only other - my angel
My angel Trilby
Who said I will be
What I should still be
Genius would fill me - she loves Hymie
Only one Hymie
No one else on earth could ever blind me - like this
Or even find me - such bliss
If you were gone
You'd still be here
Only one Hymie
Why can't they see that life excites me
This boy ignites me
His family fights me
But he's still here
Only one Hymie...
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We found this pile of paper
Written by that ether man
He hatched a mad old caper
He had a mad old plan
He'd turn us into music
He'd show us to our portals
He gathered wire and angels
To entertain immortals
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless wire
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless wire
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Are we breathing out
Or breathing in
Are we leaving life
Or moving on
Are we breathing out
Or breathing in
Are we breathing in
We are tiny pieces
Falling now and settling
Like snowflake crystal
Building on the city street
Snowflakes falling
Snowflakes falling
Snowflakes falling
Snowflakes falling
Are we the parts
Are we the whole
Are we the thoughts
Are we the soul
The parts of me
And this is true
The parts of me
Belong to you
Breathing out
Breathing in
Breathing out
Breathing in
Breathing out
Breathin in
Belong to you
And you
And you
And you...
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We got our folks together
We broke down barriers
We found a dream to dream
We were the carriers
We got rich and famous
Papers at our door
We talked a load of crap
They just wanted more
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit
We got a hit...
We got our folks together
We broke down barriers
We found a dream to dream
We were the carriers
We got a hit
Good new, we got a hit
We got a hit
Good news
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People died where I performed
People cried when Glass deformed
Shots rang out as the singer yawned
The band played on until the dawn
Lies and drunks and drugs and fools
Tricks and stunts disguise the tools
Was the victim dead, was there blood in pools
Was this not part of show-biz rules?
They made my dream come true
They made my dream come true
They made my dream come true
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If you don't hear me, how can I tell you
If you don't listen, why should I speak
If you're indifferent, how can I reach you
Just 'cos you're angry don't assume I'm weak
Howling Wolf and old Link Wray
Dave Van Ronk and Doris Day
Bobby Darin, Brownie McGhee
Elvis, Buddy and Eddie C
Music makes me, make me strong
Strong vibrations, make me long
Long for a place where I belong
You will find me in this song
Who will walk through the mirror door
Will there be music, or will there be war
Will we be rich, or will we be poor
Who will walk through the mirror door
Who will walk through the mirror door
Will there be music, or will there be war
Will we be rich, or will we be poor
Who will walk through the mirror door
A thousand angels, a million children
Fire and fear in a suicide eye
Golden stairway to a Zeppelin heaven
Rolling thunder under a New York sky
Frank n' Ella, Ray 'What'd I Say'
Johnny Cash and Johnnie Ray
Amadeus and Ludvig Van
Henry, Johann and the Doo-Dah Band
We are here in celebration
This music's gonna make us strong
We climb up high, to the golden station
Curtis Mayfield ain't waiting long
Get on board...
Who will walk through the mirror door
Will there be music, or will there be war
Will we be rich, or will we be poor
Who will walk through the mirror door
Who will walk through the mirror door
Will there be music, or will there be war
Will we be rich, or will we be poor
Who will walk through the morror door
Howling Wolf and old Link Wray
Dave Van Ronk and Doris Day
Bobby Darin, Brownie McGhee
Elvis, Buddy and Eddie C
Frank n' Ella, Ray 'What'd I Say'
Johnny Cash and Johnnie Ray
Amadeus and Ludvig Van
Henry, Johann and the Doo-Dah Band
Keep on climbing
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Will you have some tea
After theatre with me?
We did it all - didn't we?
Jumped every wall - instinctively
Unravelled codes - ingeniously
Wired all the roads - so seemlessly
We made it work
But one of us failed
That makes it so sad
A great dream derailed
One of us gone
One of us mad
One of us, me
All of us sad
All of us sad - lean on my shoulder now
The story is done - 's getting colder now
A thousand songs - still smoulder now
We played them as one - we're older now
All of us sad
All of us free
Before we walk from the stage
Two of us
Will you have some tea?
Will you have some tea
At the theatre with me?
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We got our folks together
We broke down barriers
We found a dream to dream
We were the carriers
We got rich and famous
Newspapers at our door
We talked a load of crap
They just wanted more
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit...
We got our folks together
We broke down barriers
We found a dream to dream
We were the carriers
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit
Good news
Hit
They made my dream come true
They made my dream come true
They made my dream come true
They made my dream come true
We came under pressure
We needed time to fly
Inside the case of treasure
There was an evil lie
We were bruised and battered
We were bound and taped
We were nude and shattered
We'd been coldly raped
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit
We got a hit...
We got our folks together
We broke down barriers
We found a dream to dream
We were the carriers
We got a hit
Good news, we got a hit
We got a hit
Good news
Hit
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We found this pile of paper
Written by the ether man
He hatched a mad old caper
He had a mad old plan
He'd turn us into music
He'd show us to our portals
He gathered wire and angels
To entertain immortals
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless wire
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless, endless
Endless, endless wire
We found hope and fire
A door without a key
Across the endless wire
'Cross electronic sea
He'd turn us into music
He'd show us to our portals
He gathered wire and angels
To entertain immortals
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless wire
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless, endless
Endless, endless wire
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless wire
Out on the endless, endless
Out on the endless, endless
Endless, endless wire...
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