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Hey Mystery Mister
ill never get that one over you
im lying through my teeth and theres nothing i can do
Hey Mystery Mister
you're acting like you already knew
but hell you've got your mouth and theres nothing that i cant do
except lie
except lie
cause you know im only telling the truth
act like your giddy and witty with so much charm
yet your rotten inside and hanging on by a yarn
you're a liar
you're a liar
you're a liar
you're a liar
cause you know im only telling the truth
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Circles (2022 Remaster)
03:05
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Good afternoon love
Come share a drink, I'll break your heart
but remember that I'm doing this for you
Tell me baby
Will you fall down to pieces now that I've been thrown from that ark
What am I doing, I'm doomed for you
Doomed
oh and I say
That's just not my kind of game
that's my kind of game
Coming in circles
What do I know? Where can I start?
But I know I'm coming for you
Come on love
Will you fall back on promises now I've been thrown from that ark
what am i doing
I'm doomed for you
doomed
oh and I say
thats just hard to do
hearts gone circles cause you
coming coming down cause you're good
coming coming down cause you're good
coming coming down cause you're good
coming coming down cause yyou're good
coming down cause you're fine
coming down cause you're fine
coming coming down cause you're good
coming coming down cause you're good
coming around now
coming around now
release me as you should
good afternoon love
come share a drink I'll break your heart
but remember that I'm doing this for you
tell me baby
will you fall down to pieces now that I've been thrown from that ark
what am I doing, I'm doomed for you oh
doomed
oh and I say
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When the sun never sets
In the east nor the west
And the moon is waning
With the slightest crest
Though we wait for that day
They all look the other way
And pretend not to hear the sounds
But can’t ignore the trembling grounds
As the statues crumble down
And the mother shows a frown of her dismay.
Oh watch the river spread
And see the mountains grow
Some speak of rising dead
I hope we never know
Enter; The winged things
Some try their luck with slings
But the beasts won’t be deterred
From their master’s solemn word.
The sun grows cold
And the Earth, a mighty hot
As we all behold
What most forgot
3000 wide
Such fiery eyes
That’s what they say. Ou ou ou
Some just ran to hide
As some fell to their knees
But others stood with pride
As I exclaimed, “No, please!!!!”
Oh yes it could be Hymn.
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The air in the summertime
oh it smells like it rain
we dance like drops of it
on a windowpane
We run like the wind away
and we hide far from the some
we talked about worldly things
and stayed out til the day was done
and we watched the gathering storm
and I'm a little higher, than I've felt before
and I'm a little tired, yet I'm only moving towards you
Yeah, you
And the world it just seems to halt
not a word or a worry or care
and the clouds they begin to waltz
and their doing a dance to nowhere
we lit up the evening sky
with the whites of our eyes
we sat and counted worlds and never questioned why
we walked through the rustled grass which we felt with our hands
to reach for that dream again, to finally understand
and we watched the gathering storm
and I'm a little higher, than I've felt before
and I'm a little tired, yet I'm only moving towards you
Yeah, you
And the world it just seems to halt
not a word or a worry or care
and the clouds they begin to waltz
and their doing a dance to nowhere
oh lada
oh and we watch the gathering storm
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oh I've got you, I've got rain
pouring down on me
every little drop wont let me be
but I don't care cause let me in
Oh I've got you
I've got shame
pouring down on me
every single word heard sets me free
but barreling through my life with the blinders on
no one up there is singing this song
climbing all the higher singing let me in
but let me be
oh ive got you
ive got rain
pouring down on me
every little drop wont let me be
but i dont care, cause whatever, im with the wind
i dont care whatever's sundered
over out and in and under
and heed these words, this hell that im saying
over my head, and i've got nowhere to run but you
living breathing nothing but a drought on sea love
i really try too hard
iving breathing nothing but a drought on sea love
oh ive got you
ive got shame
pouring down on me
every little drop wont let me be
but i dont care, cause whatever im the with the wind
i dont care whatever's sundered
over out and in and under
and heed these words, this hell that im saying
over my head, and i've got nowhere to run but you
and all my life i've seen myself changing
muses, lovers, the people im taking in
living breathing nothing but a drought on sea love
i really try too hard
iving breathing nothing but a drought on sea love
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I came upon the universe
there was nothing there to see
but a mirage in the steam...oh you meteor, make it hurt
I came upon a strong white knight
I climbed on his steed, and galloped to my knees
Oh all bets are off on me, yeah.
Put your silver booties on
I want them clinking all night long
Hot Honey Jazz
Put your bony breast plate on
I wanna pummel you till dawn
Hot Honey Jazz
We danced upon a bed of big bangs
Our music our breath, our love is our death
I'm no match for your gravity
I run my lips across your chain mail
My fingers in your mane, plucking more than your strings
Oh I wont warn you again.
Put your silver booties on
I want them clinking all night long
Hot Honey Jazz
Put your bony breast plate on
I wanna pummel you till dawn
Hot Honey Jazz
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