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Froderik:
My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
People carry roses,
Make promises by the hours,
My love she laughs like the flowers,
Valentines can't buy her.
In the dime stores and bus stations,
People talk of situations,
Read books, repeat quotations,
Draw conclusions on the wall.
Some speak of the future,
My love she speaks softly,
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all.
The cloak and dagger dangles,
Madams light the candles.
In ceremonies of the horsemen,
Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
Statues made of match sticks,
Crumble into one another,
My love winks, she does not bother,
She knows too much to argue or to judge.
The bridge at midnight trembles,
The country doctor rambles,
Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
The wind howls like a hammer,
The night blows cold and rainy,
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing.
Second Skin:
I could be the next to see
That there'll be nobody there
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air
No one can judge you baby
Who don't live your life
I need the resistance held by
Your astrological sign
So now I'm caught in the middle
You're next to me
I swim with the fishes
Who come from the sea
The dolphins were monkeys
That didn't like the land
Should I be walking on the beach
Then I'd be holding your hand
I could be the next to see
That there'll be nobody there
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air
No one can judge you baby
Who don't live your life
I need the resistance held by
Your astrological sign
So now I'm caught in the middle
You're next to me
No one alive can lock the door of your dreams
Caught in the middle
You're next to me
I swim with the fishes
Who come from the sea
The dolphins were monkeys
That didn't like the land
Should I be walking on the beach
Then I'd be holding your hand
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air
If you feel excited
Throw your hands into the air
No one can judge you baby
Who don't live your life
I need the resistance
Held by your astrological sign
Nonconformistlaw:
No more carefree laughter
silence ever after
walking through an empty house
tears in my eyes
here is where the story ends
this is goodbye
Knowing me, knowing you
there is nothing we can do
knowing me, knowing you
we just have to face it
this time we?re through
breaking up is never easy I know
but I have to go
knowing me, knowing you
it?s the best I can do
Mem?ries, good days, bad days
they?ll be with me always
in these old familiar rooms
children would play
now there?s only emptiness
nothing to say
Knowing me, knowing you
there is nothing we can do
knowing me, knowing you
we just have to face it
this time we?re through
breaking up is never easy I know
but I have to go
knowing me, knowing you
it?s the best I can do
Froderik:
http://human-highway.bosco.net/lyrics/l ... 5.html#010
Botched Programming:
She struts into the room
Well I don't know her
But with a magnifying glance
I just sort of looked her over, hmm
We have a drink or two
Well, maybe three
And then suddenly she starts telling me
Her life story
She says
Baby, if you wanna be my lover
You better take me home
'Cause it's a long long way to paradise
And I'm still on my own
Told her that I came
From Detroit City
And I played guitar
In a long-haired rock and roll band
She asked me why
The singer's name was Alice
I said listen, baby
You really wouldn't understand
And I said
Oh baby, if you wanna
Be my lover
You better take me home
'Cause it's a long long way to paradise
And I'm still on my own
Oh baby, if you wanna
Be my lover
You better take me hoooooome
'Cause it's a long long way to paradise
And I'm still on my oooooown
Ooooooh
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