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Special People
03:20
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All the special people, where do they go?
All the special people nobody knows
All the special people standing in a line
With a special feeling, everything is fine
We don’t really mind the things they do that keep us here
It’s just a matter of time ’til I can be with you my dear
All the special people made for you and me
All the special people they want us all to see
All the special people what do they do?
All the special people how I wish I knew
We don’t really mind the things they do that keep us here
It’s just a matter of time ’til I can be with you my dear
We don’t need to see what they see
In between their eyes there lies an ocean full of greed
If you want to we can stop them filling up our heads
If you don’t then we can wait around until we're dead
All the special people standing in a line, all the special people…
We don’t really mind the things they do that keep us here
It’s just a matter of time ’til I can be with you my dear
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Waiting For The Man
03:51
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Gargoyle
04:03
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New York City’s like a pop up book
I stepped right in for another look
Lest we forget, some are puppeteers
Most are marionettes
Gargoyle corner stone, he don’t feel no pain ‘coz he’s made of stone
Gargoyle corner stone - like a fisherman, Hudson River’s frozen
Gargoyle corner stone, he don’t feel no pain ‘coz he’s made of stone
Gargoyle corner stone, O the weight of the world is upon his shoulders
Through the concrete, English Rose
She spends the whole week getting stoned
Lest we forget, some are puppeteers
Most are marionettes
Gargoyle corner stone, he don’t feel no pain ‘coz he’s made of stone
Gargoyle corner stone - like a fisherman, Hudson River’s frozen
Gargoyle corner stone, he don’t feel no pain ‘coz he’s made of stone
Gargoyle corner stone, O the weight of the world is upon his shoulders
New York city’s like a pop up book
I stepped right in for another look
Lest we forget, some are puppeteers
Most are marionettes
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Home
04:41
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Home, I’ll be home, just give me a little while
There’s just one thing you should know, I’m a living breathing child
Home, I’ll be home so wait up by the window
and I’ll call your name then vanish when the wind blows
Home I’ll be home, so don’t worry about me,
This place is dead, enclosed in lead
and I’m tired of being free
There’s something going on round here, I think I’d rather die,
There’s a monster in the ocean and a leper in the sky
Let it go. You know I love you baby, you know it’s true, I wouldn’t last a second in your shoes. Yeah I love you girl, you know it’s true, but I wouldn’t last a second in your shoes, no.
Let it go
Home, I’ll be home, are you still hanging around here?
Coz I’m fed up and I’m growing up and I’m moving to Bel Air.
There's a boy in the back of a supermarket holding Daddy’s hand,
Theres a girl with a look, she’s an open book, and she’s foiled the master plan.
Home I’ll be home, is it too late to come? A boy with a broken backbone
and a Mother for a Son.
Let it go
You know I love you honey, you know it’s true, I wouldn’t last a second in your shoes. Yeah you know I love you girl, you know it’s true, but I wouldn’t last a second in your shoes.
Let it go.
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Seaside Politics
03:25
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Solider, this is what it looks like
moved here just a year ago
under seaside politics we find
it’s easy if you keep your friends close
Damage done by Spitfire dog fights,
leaves piles of concrete dust.
And the waves tell ancient stories
but they don’t have a clue about us.
I close my eyes shut my mouth
swallow my pride, move down south
I close my eyes shut my mouth
swallow my pride, move down south
Farewell! Technicolor sunset
Goodbye! Miss america’s son,
and the icons you all live with
with their fingers on the idiot gun.
Damage done by spitfire dogfights
leaves piles of concrete dust
and the waves tell ancient stories
but they don’t give a fuck about us
I close my eyes shut my mouth, swallow my pride move down south
I close my eyes shut my mouth, swallow my pride move down south
Is it easier just to walk away? Is it all the same to you?
Would you change your mind if I were to tell you nothing I said was true
Would you leave?
Would You Leave?
Would You Leave?
I close my eyes shut my mouth,
swallow my pride, move down south
I close my eyes shut my mouth,
swallow my pride, move down south
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