Oh
my a phrase that says it Alright you're gonna get it Seven times with you
can never change me Long overdue nothing will phase me But I'm out of sorts
and I've had your thoughts away Away oh keep away If you could tell me how the
trial awaits you now If I could ever ----- sever I could feel your pain
in this I could give you six of the best While your tied up and torn The
sane go fortune hunting I could give you one more twist I could turn
the notch just a little bit You'll enjoy it you'll enjoy it. So keep
it clean, and don't over bleed Don't over bleed on my carpet This amazing
game in our house of pain You just don't know, you just don't know What
you'd do without it no way You're looking at me, you can take it hard You're
gonna get it 'cos you're a bast*rd |
Joy
estranged, without hope, without time, depression age Misery chain, constant
pain, just want to change, And we shall change.chorus Undisturbed
things aren't so easy now Soon disclosed, we all can see. Nothing ever
glides so smoothly now. 'Cos no-one has the time to see, but we can change
that. Verse 2 Find a pace that flows with
you, grows with you, joy interface. It's not too late to push life on,
to be strong, Life's too good to waste. 3rd verse Time
has been a present phase to fill empty day's It can't get worse. Rise from
the gloom, release yourself from impending gloom, It's your own curse. You
don't need to find it it's there for you to see. Everybody's looking, for their
opportunity. Life shall show us something you can jump that wall Time will
be the healer in time you'll walk not crawl. |
Mentioned
in their manifestos To appease the greens, they'll speak with gusto Oh please. It's
England's grey and concrete land Green promises have turned to sand Sincerity
appears so bland Oh please.chorus Did we care
enough about it to think it through It was business as usual 'til it's not
there. The Nostradamus idea is too scary now As we snuggle up in front of
our tv's The train never comes the cars just jammed The valleys flooded
we forgot to plan Oh please. chorus So
do we build our houses in the air Recycle everything and act like we care Is
it our fault that the land might melt or freeze? Oh please. |