1. |
Tomorrow
04:21
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We're just two more minutes.
We're just two human beings.
Somewhere out there
There's a wind that's blowing
Somewhere out there it's gonna end
Tomorrow.
Its just life on a comet.
it's just 17 hours.
Somewhere out there,
I'm buried somewhere
Somewhere out there it's gonna end
Tomorrow.
I saw a bad thing happening:
I saw the dead come home.
Some there's 20/20 vision.
Somewhere out there it's gonna end
Tomorrow.
Just give me two more minutes,
I''ll give you all of my life.
Somewhere out there
There's a wind that's blowing.
Somewhere out there it's gonna end
Tomorrow.
A shock as waves beat down,
A shock as thunder wails,
Somewhere out there our cover's blown,
Somewhere out there it's gonna end
Tomorrow.
I wake the mirror and see,
I wake to find my lampshade,
I watch a mother cry:
Somewhere out there it's gonna end
Tomorrow.
Somewhere out there a mother sleeps,
A district of evil around her head.
Somewhere out there a lover sleeps
And I sleep in her bed.
Tomorrow.
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2. |
Simple Things
03:05
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Simple things
Like growing old together,
Are made to weather,
just like the sea in a storm.
Simple things
Can do no harm,
Can cause change,
Make rough skies calm.
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3. |
Us
05:27
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We are the world.
We are so pure.
Lipstick stains and incense
Never meant more.
Through images and poetry we are the freaks
Who fall in love with city streets,
Who lost our hearts for one last fix,
Angel headed hipsters in summer heat.
We're corporate tyrants driven in cars
We think we're the world
But Blah Blah Blah.
Lovers hate the simplest things,
Illegitimate incest of future kings,
And the way we're branded with golden rings:
We're forced to love such plastic things.
We couldn't speak up;
We've lost our voice
To television
And radio noise
We put a factory in place of our God,
Who's lost interest in all of Us.
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4. |
Telephone Call
05:58
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I don't believe in magic.
And i don't believe in love at first sight.
But if your love is my love,
I know we've got it right.
Keep me safe away from me.
Tell me your love was made for me.
Keep me lying in the rain,
Keep me calling out your name.
I don't believe in true love
Because it drags on and on.
But all I want is your love,
Because without your love - love is gone.
Keep me safe away from me.
Tell me your love was made for me.
Keep me lying in the rain,
Keep me calling out your name.
I don't believe religion
Because there's nothing and I know.
But I'll follow you forever
And wherever you want to go.
Keep me safe away from me.
Tell me your love was made for me.
Keep me lying in the rain,
Keep me calling out your name.
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5. |
OMJ
03:32
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Oh my God.
Fell from the second floor
Hit the ground running
There's a scary man talking
His words mean nothing
I'm singing like the amp's on fire
Oh my God I'm a real live wire.
One wrong move and I don't care:
I'm sick and tired of this love affair,
Where everything's right and I can do no wrong
And every song I sing is your favourite song.
Oh my God.
It's time for the second verse,
The lyrics they've been reversed,
There's a fight between ministers
A new church for the prisoners.
Joke's wearing thin and my words mean fucking nothing.
Kennedy takes a new stage
Just like MJ for the new wave.
Man that guy was a flamer;
Sent all the children more insane-er.
Huh.
Oh my God.
There's a great man dead.
Two wives three kids.
Music man,
Peter Pan,
Oh! Thriller was the best!
He had a cardiac arrest and it's time for mourning
But Earth Song's fucking boring.
Sometimes,
Words are just words
And talk is just talk
And tie is irrelevant
And everything's happening
And why won't it fucking stop?!
Ow!
Oh my God!
Fell from the second floor,
Hit the ground running.
There's a scary man talking.
My amp's on fire.
The Queen caught Herpes fro a porn star
Who went and bought a Mercedes.
Ow!
Sometimes,
Words are just words
And talk is just talk
And tie is irrelevant
And everything's happening
And why won't it fucking stop?!
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6. |
Mr Colour Changer
04:01
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He's a real colour changer.
His mother and father
Taught him to be calmer,
But he lost his way - so they say.
Puts race second,
The white people beckoned.
So he made his choice:
Got rid of his black voice.
He's gonna be a big man
In charge of everyone.
But what about the loved ones?
Will they be forgotten?
He's a real colour changer.
His mother and father
Taught him to be calmer,
But he lost his way so they say.
He grew to power quite fast,
That self-confessed half-caste.
But which half did he choose?
And which half did he lose?
He's a real colour changer,
Lost his mother and father.
He couldn't go further,
So he went to Amerika.
He's a real colour changer.
His mother and father
Taught him to be calmer,
But he lost his way so they say.
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7. |
Love for You
04:43
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I wake in the dark in the city,
Slip on some jeans and I slip outside.
I'm finding a cause,
I'm rightfully yours,
I can run but I just can't hide
My love for you.
Now this world's a bitch.
If you don't fit,
You can get a nose job or some plastic tits.
In this age of damnation with no cause for salvation,
The churches are empty and the sermons are wasted,
What a drag.
Must be them fags.
I wake in the dark in the city
The lights are dim,
The street's filled with cabs and people pile in.
There's desperate men
With chicks from the clubs
Who'll do anything for some drinks and fuck.
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