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By Killing Joke, The crowd was one (oblivion ran deep)
A consciousness of
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By Killing Joke, move on - light up the waybanner and festival where
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By Killing Joke, i found my wayi walk towards the new dayleft my
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By Killing Joke, twilight open and you're on your ownnoon is shining you
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By Killing Joke, i am a child of follynow i want my wayand
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By Killing Joke, on our way to the fire danceslet's all stay on
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By Killing Joke, we (la-la-la hey!)take lust almighty (la-la-la hey!)and the sex between
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By Killing Joke, i heard the horn sound out the callair began to
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By Killing Joke, all time was left behindi made my way to the
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By Killing Joke, we go - to the gatheringwe go - to the
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By Killing Joke, Primitive feeling
Primitive way
Getting closer
To the primitive day
Intuition
Wherever it goes
The primitive
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By Killing Joke, One man limited room to think
Move with the lines in
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By Killing Joke, My tiv's changing, day to day
The fiery kisses, fast decay
I
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By Killing Joke, Picture sent back live
Picture, thank God don't age
Letter on your
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By Killing Joke, see the sun turn greenfrom my penthouse windowit's different nowbecause
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By Killing Joke, We must play our lives like soldiers in the field
The
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By Killing Joke, Man watching city fall
The clock keeps on ticking
He doesn't know
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By Killing Joke, i've tried to understand the ways of men they taught
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By Killing Joke, Sitting in my armchair
Thinking again and again and again
Going round
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By Killing Joke, watching the decoys of all description
fruit tasting bitter and lead
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By Killing Joke, Take a walk to the new town, take a look
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By Killing Joke, the lore of elders passes judgement on this waste
and finding
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By Killing Joke, Eighties, I'm living in the eighties
Eighties, I have to push,
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By Killing Joke, Back to square one, and the old school backfire
It's
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By Killing Joke, noise turns darker the moments pass
but the drums keep thundering
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By Killing Joke, come inside boy - they call this fun!
(music to please
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By Killing Joke, Slowly, slowly all fall down
A blindfold dance and a
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By Killing Joke, You're alone in the pack, you're feeling like you wanna
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By Killing Joke, We watch them going nowhere, kicking the football
No purpose...??the
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By Killing Joke, facts and figures the clocks turn backwards
unspeakable!
facts and figures turn