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When the room is quiet
The daylight almost gone It seems there's something I should know Well I ought to leave but The rain it never stops And I have no particular place to go Just when I think I'm winning When I've broken every door The ghosts of my life Blow wilder than before Just when I thought I could not be stopped When my chance came to be king The ghosts of my life Blew wilder than the wind Well I'm feeling nervous And I find myself alone The simple life's no longer there Once I was so sure Now the doubt inside my mind Comes and goes but leads nowhere Just when I think I'm winning When I've broken every door The ghosts of my life Blow wilder than before Just when I thought I could not be stopped When my chance came to be king The ghosts of my life Blew wilder than the wind |
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Maybe you want to give me kisses sweet
But only for one night with no repeat Maybe you'll go away and never call And a taste of honey is worse than none at all Oh little girl In that case I don't want no part I do believe that would only break my heart So if you feel like loving me If you've got that notion I second that emotion So if you feel like giving me A life-time of devotion I second that emotion Maybe you think that love will tie you down And you don't seem to like to hang around Or maybe you think thot love was made for fools So it makes you wise to break the rules I second that emotion I second that emotion I second that emotion (Oh little girl) |
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Boys, now the times are changing
The going could get rough Boys, would that ever cross your mind Boys, are you contemplating Moving out somewhere Boys, will you ever find the time? Here we are stranded Somehow it seems the same, beware. Here comes the quiet life again? Boys, now the country's only miles away from here Boys, do you recognise the signs? Boys, when those driving hands push against the tracks Boys, it's too late to wonder why Here we are stranded Somehow it seems the same, beware. Here comes the quiet life again? As you turn to leave Never looking back Will you think of me? Will you ever, could it ever stop? |
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Now there's a girl about town I'd like to know
I'd like to slip away with you And if you said you love me how could I mind? Is there another side to everything you do? Take in the country air You'll never win Gentlemen take polaroids They fall in love they fall in love Gentlemen take polaroids They fall in love they fall in love Breathe life into me Spin me round And I'll just sit and wonder why Just a foreign town with a foreign mind Why is everything so cut and dried? The taste of country air you'll never know Gentlemen take polaroids They fall in love they fall in love Gentlemen take polaroids They fall in love they fall in love Take in the country, ah you'll never win Gentlemen take polaroids They fall in love they fall in love Gentlemen take polaroids They fall in love they fall in love |
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Taking islands in Africa
Watch the slow boat hit and run Outside there's a world waiting I'll take it all by storm And when the sunset finds me I'm coming home Taking islands in Africa Watch the slow boat hit and run Everyday the sun beats down I pull away from shore The wind blows hard into my sails Now I know I'm out of touch And times they could get tough But I move on so I cannot fail Taking islands in Africa Watch the slow boat hit and run When the evening fires burn The daylight dead and gone With you beside me we can run Outside there's a world waiting I'll take it all by storm And when the sunset finds me I'm coming home Taking islands in Africa Watch the slow boat hit and run Taking islands in Africa Just watch the slow boat hit and run Everyday the sun beats down I'll pull away from shore The wind blows hard into my sails |
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Scurrying across the broadwalk
Some places I tend to forget Echoings deep in my throat It's so cold in this luncheonette, well Somebody wants to know you An ordinary boy Somebody wants to know you A standard polaroid, well Here I am European son Sometimes the passenger European son Here I am Suffragettes in Washington Disposable serviettes Searching for the quiet life There's no love in this luncheonette, well |
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We're pushing through these farming towns
We worked hard ploughing over ground Red army calls you the call of the crowd Red army needs you they call you now Cantonese boy Bang your tin drum Cantonese boy Civilian soldier Cantonese boy Bang your tin drum Cantonese boy Red army calls you home We're singing marching through the hills We're changing the lives we've led for years Red army calls you the call of the crowd Red army needs you they call you now Cantonese boy Bang your tin drum Cantonese boy Civilian soldier Cantonese boy Bang your tin drum Cantonese boy Red army calls you home Red army calls you Red army needs you Gentlemen you heard us call Raised your glass and called for more Only young men broke the wall |
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Could I ever explain
This feeling of love it just lingers on The fear in my heart that keeps telling me which way to turn We'll wander again Our clothes they are wet We shy from the rain Longing to touch all the places we know we can hide The width of a room that can hold so much pleasure inside Here am I alone again A quiet town where life begins Here am I just wondering Nightporters go Nightporters slip away I'll watch for a sign And if I should ever again cross your mind I'll sit in my room and wait until nightlife begins I'm catching my breath We'll both brave the weather again Here am I alone again A quiet town where life gives in Here am I just wondering Nightporters go Nightporters slip away |
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It's a new design
The cut and style you know so well Spins across the floor It's the same routine Just one last word before you go Why should I ask for more? Then out of the blue you're here by me Moving Taking my chance Learning Methods of dance It's such as price to pay You sense the doubt inside my mind But never ask me why No second chances now I could be sure if I were to live at your speed of life Then out of the blue you're here by me Moving Taking my chance Learning Methods of dance Oh, oh, oh Methods of dance |
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And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties Where will she go What shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties The silken trimmings of yesterday's gown To all tomorrow's parties What shall she do With Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Thursday's child is Sunday's clown From whom no-one ever borrows A blackened shroud A hand-me-down gown of rags and silks her costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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When the room is quiet
The daylight almost gone It seems there's something I should know Well I ought to leave but The rain it never stops And I have no particular place to go Just when I think I'm winning When I've broken every door The ghosts of my life Blow wilder than before Just when I thought I could not be stopped When my chance came to be king The ghosts of my life Blew wilder than the wind Well I'm feeling nervous And I find myself alone The simple life's no longer there Once I was so sure Now the doubt inside my mind Comes and goes but leads nowhere Just when I think I'm winning When I've broken every door The ghosts of my life Blow wilder than before Just when I thought I could not be stopped When my chance came to be king The ghosts of my life Blew wilder than the wind |
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