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Well c’mon darlin’
The stars are burning bright C’mon now darlin’ Our luck is good tonight - ’Cause we’re the all time winners In the all time loser’s game Yea we’re the all time winners And here we go again The king & queen of America... Yea it’s the king of nothing And the queen of rage With a pile of confusion Upon a glittering stage You know we never did anything To make ourselves feel proud You know we never did anything So let’s play it loud Let’s hear it for the - King & queen of America... So c’mon darlin’ There’s a big moon in the sky - We’re gonna build A little satellite - We’re gonna make it fly... We’re gonna send it up to heaven All the way up to the stars And all of them aliens Are gonna find out Who we are - We’re talkin’ ’bout the King & queen of America |
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| 2. |
| 3:57 |
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No-one on earth could feel like this.
I'm thrown and overblown with bliss. There must be an angel Playing with my heart. I walk into an empty room And suddenly my heart goes "boom"! It's an orchestra of angels And they're playing with my heart. (Must be talking to an angel) No-one on earth could feel like this. I'm thrown and overblown with bliss. There must be an angel Playing with my heart. And when I think that I'm alone It seems there's more of us at home. It's a multitude of angels And they're playing with my heart. Chorus repeats. I must be hallucinating Watching angels celebrating. Could this be reactivating All my senses dislocating? This must be a strange deception By celestial intervention. Leavin' me the recollection Of your heavenly connection. |
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| 3. |
| 5:05 |
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Well the sound of your voice on the telephone
Make me feel distressed Make me all alone. Why do I feel so incomplete? When you're not here I'm just obsolete. My bed is burnin' all through the night. You're the only one that can make me feel right. Try to lay down my sleepin' head But I'm tossin' and turnin' around instead. [Chorus] I love you like a ball and chain. (Make it alright now.) Love you like a ball and chain. (Feels too good.) I'm a fool I know but I'm stuck on you. I'm a fool I know and it's makin' me blue. There's a river of blood. There's a river of tears I've been wasting all these years. [Chorus] |
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| 5:05 | 
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