The sky is glowing with anticipation
And casts a shadow across
Well, it's high noon at the UK corral
And it's high
Are you ready for Jesus?
Uh huh
Buddha?
Yeah
Muhammad?
Ok
Well, I like this
Let'
Move away from the window
And into the light
There are some
They piss'n'moan
And push'n'shove
So below
As it is above
From every mouth
Words
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the darkest of them all?
There's
Your bed
At night
Awake
Uptight
Your hopes
Your fears
Your lips
God's ears
Days
The train rises up out of the dark
Above the boarded
Some times I think about
Saturday's child
And all about the times
When
Satellite oh, satellite
Who sits upon our skies
How deep do you
Beneath the old iron bridges
Across the victorian parks
And all the
When you are sad and lonely
And have no place to
Oh, I can't get you off of my mind
When I
All you want to do is sit around and pout
And
"Ten, nine, eight, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero"
I'm
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