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6. | God Willing (instrumental) |
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You've got a problem
With the reason why
An asymmetric haircut
And a painted eye
It's psychological
(Psychological)
Is it a cry for help
Or call to arms?
Frustration
False alarms
It's psychological
(All in the mind)
There's something in the attic
And it smells so bad
An undertaker
In a bowler hat
(Psychological)
What's that spilt
On the kitchen floor?
Who's that knocking
On the cellar door?
It's psychological
Or is it only your imagination?
Driving me crazy, crazy
Baby, baby, please
It's psychological
(Psychological)
I thought I heard a baby cry
I thought I heard a train
Down in the cemetery
Cellophane
It's second nature to you
All in the mind
It's psychological
(Psychological)
It's psychological
(Psychological)
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I lived a quiet life
A stranger to champagne
I never dared to venture out
To cities of the plain
I'd heard about their way of life
Took it with a pinch of salt
The freedom and the time to play
A life so easy
It intrigued me
When you called to say:
"Are you gonna go
To the Sodom and Gomorrah Show?
It's got everything you need for your complete
Entertainment and instruction
Sun, sex, sin, divine intervention,
Death and destruction
The Sodom and Gomorrah show
Is a once-in-a-lifetime production"
I think it's true to say
My life was changed that night
In the liberated
Atmosphere
All around me
Someone found me
Whispered in my ear
"Are you gonna go
To the Sodom and Gomorrah Show?
It's got everything you need for your complete
Entertainment and instruction
Sun, sex, sin, divine intervention,
Death and destruction
The Sodom and Gomorrah Show
Is a once-in-a-lifetime production"
Then we went on
After-hours
There was place down below
It was there I realised
The meaning of the show
You've got to love
To learn to live
Where angels fear to tread
I did it and I don't regret the day
Even now
I think of how
You turned to me to say
"Are you gonna go
To the Sodom and Gomorrah Show?
It's got everything you need for your complete
Entertainment and instruction
Sun, sex, sin, divine intervention,
Death and destruction
The Sodom and Gomorrah Show
Is a once-in-a-lifetime production"
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"I'm all alone again"
I walked into the room
Imagine my surprise
You were sitting close to him
Staring in each other's eyes
Each of you looked up
But no one said a word
I felt I should apologise
For what I hadn't heard
A silence filled the room
Awkward as an elephant
In the crowded court of your love
I was now a supplicant
And clumsy as I felt
At stumbling on this theft
To save further embarrassment
I made my excuses and left
So long ago
I felt like such a fool
For crying
All that I know
Is when you feel inside
You're dying
It all begins again
Defying
Your excuses
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White on white
Light, sublime, subliminal
The void is clean
A cell but not for a criminal
Light and shade
Time and space
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal Minimal
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal Minimal
Draw a line
More is less is minimal
Form, earth, life
Decide something less decisional
Light and shade
Time and space
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal Minimal
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal Minimal
An empty box
An open space
A single thought
Leaves a trace
An empty box
An open space
A single thought
Leaves a trace
Light and shade
Time and space
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal Minimal
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal Minimal
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Don't wanna hear the news
What's going on
What's coming through
I don't wanna know
Don't wanna know
Just wanna hide away
Make my my escape
I want the world
To leave me alone
Feels like I feel too much
I've seen too much
For a little while
I want to forget
I wanna be numb
I don't wanna feel this pain no more
Wanna lose touch
I just wanna go and lock the door
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be numb
Can't find no space to breathe
World's closing in
Right on me now
Well that's how it feels
That's how it feels
Too much light
There's too much sound
Wanna turn it off
Wanna shut it out
I need some relief
Think that like I think too much
I've seen too much
There is just too much
Thought in my head
I wanna be numb
I don't wanna feel this pain no more
Wanna lose touch
I just wanna go and lock the door
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be
Taken away from all the madness
Need to escape
Escape from the pain
I'm out on the edge
About to lose my mind
For a little while
For a little while
I wanna be numb
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I don't wanna feel this pain no more
Wanna lose touch
I just wanna go and lock the door
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be numb
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Shadows on the sun
Another night's begun
It's always dark
In Luna Park
Wind across the moon
Electric storms and soon
A flying spark
In Luna Park
And when we're getting higher
We're happy
Somebody's eating fire
We're happy
The big wheel in the sky
Will make you scream
Come on, join a line
The ghost train leaves on time
It's always dark
In Luna Park
On the shooting range
The plastic prizes never change
So make your mark
On Luna Park
And when we're getting higher
We're happy
Somebody's eating fire
We're happy
The big wheel in the sky
Will make you scream
Thunder. I wonder?
A storm will come one day
To blow us all away
Like dust on the moon
In Luna Park
It can't be dark
Too soon
A storm is coming soon
Like dust on the moon
Every night we go
To the latest horror show
And hear the screams
In Luna dreams
Fortune-tellers muse
On palms that bode bad news
The future's dark
In Luna Park
And when we're feeling scared
We're happy
With circuses and bread
We're happy
The whirling fair machines
Are all we need
Thunder. I wonder?
A storm will come one day
To blow us all away
Like dust on the moon
In Luna Park
It can't be dark
Too soon
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Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
See you on the TV
Call you everyday
Fly across the ocean just to let you get your way
No-one understands me
Where i'm coming from
Why would i be with someone, who's obviously so dumb?
Loves comes (love comes), love grows (love grows)
Everytime you rise to meet me, take my take to greet me
Loves comes (love comes), love grows (love grows)
And power can give a man much more than anybody knows
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Before we ever met
I thought like everybody did
You were just a moron
A billion-dollar kid
You flew up all the way
Like a hawk chasing a dove
I never thought that i would be a sacrifice in love
Love comes (love comes), it grows (it grows)
And now that we're together, everybody knows
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Is stupid really this stupid?
Or a different kind of smart
Do we really have a relationship so special, in your heart?
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
I have to ask myself, like any lover might
Have you made a fool of me, are you not mr.right?
You grin, i pose
It's not about sincerity
Everybody knows
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Oh, I'm with stupid
Is stupid really this stupid?
Or are you really smart?
That's how you stole my heart
I'm with stupid (stupid, stupid)
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The girl's perfection
Inspires affection
It's queer
That here
He can't cast his spell
In her direction
Somewhere near
One senses fear
Casanova in Hell
The girl is naked
The boy is naked
He hides
Inside
A secret chamber
There to gape
Through a velvet drape
And dream of rape
Casanova in Hell
Her sharp suggestion
He couldn't get an erection
Came as a shock
He finds himself
A laughing-stock
His ageing fate
To contemplate
Casanova in Hell
Back in the library
His revenge is his story
What he will write
Will recall the bite
Of his wit
And legendary appetite
The sybarite
Casanova is well
For Casanova has the last laugh
Creates the myth and vindication
Of his sexual vocation
Makes the definitive collection
His lives and lovers and above all
His erection
Will live in history
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Oh, I learned a lesson
From the Twentieth Century
That I don't think we can just dismiss
After one hundred years
Of inhumanity
The lesson that I learned was this:
Sometimes the solution
Is worse than the problem
Let's stay together
Well I bought a ticket
To the revolution
And I cheered when the statues fell
Everyone came
To destroy what was rotten
But they killed off what was good as well
Sometimes the solution
Is worse than the problem
Let's stay together
Stay with me
This century
Together we're better
Oh, I learned a lesson
From the Twentieth Century
It may seem somewhat hit or miss
If you've certainty
'bout the way it's all meant to be
The lesson that you need is this:
Sometimes the solution
Is worse than the problem
Let's stay together
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I was lost
For so long
Feels like it's taken
Half my life
To find
Where I belong
Seeing you here
You're my nation
This is my application
Give me hope
Keep me sane
Give me
Indefinite leave to remain
All the worlds
That I saw
I went so far away
And still wanted you more
It may sound superficial
But can we make it official?
Give me hope
Keep me sane
Give me
Indefinite leave to remain
Tell me where I stand
What do you envision?
One way or another
Give me your decision now
Is it time
To proceed?
Will you give me a chance
And the status I need?
Seeing you here
You're my nation
This is my application
Give me hope
Keep me sane
Give me
Indefinite leave to remain
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If you've done nothing wrong
You've got nothing to fear
If you've something to hide
You shouldn't even be here
Long live us
The persuaded we
Integral
Collectively
To the whole project
It's brand new
Conceived solely
To protect you
One world
One reason
Unchanging
One season
If you've done nothing wrong
You've got nothing to fear
If you've something to hide
You shouldn't even be here
You've had your chance
Now we've got the mandate
If you've changed your mind
I'm afraid it's too late
We're concerned
You're a threat
You're not integral
To the project
Sterile
Immaculate
Rational
Perfect
Everyone has
Their own number
In the system that
We operate under
We're moving to
A situation
Where your lives exist
As information
One world
One life
One chance
One reason
All under
One sky
Unchanging
One season
If you've done nothing wrong
You've got nothing to fear
If you've something to hide
You shouldn't even be here
You've had your chance
Now we've got the mandate
If you've changed your mind
I'm afraid it's too late
We're concerned
You're a threat
You're not integral
To the project
Sterile
Immaculate
Rational
Perfect
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