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RTP2003:
Whatever happened to Leon Trotsky?
He got an ice pick
That made his ears burn

Whatever happened to dear old Lenny?
The great Elmyra, and Sancho Panza?
Whatever happened to the heroes?
Whatever happened to the heroes?

Whatever happened to all the heroes?
All the Shakespearoes?
They watched their Rome burn
Whatever happened to the heroes?
Whatever happened to the heroes?

No more heroes any more
No more heroes any more

Whatever happened to all the heroes?
All the Shakespearoes?
They watched their Rome burn
Whatever happened to the heroes?
Whatever happened to the heroes?

No more heroes any more
No more heroes any more

RTP2003:
Well, I can live a life anytime I want with a Galaxy Gramophone
And I can pitch my soul at any speed I like
Depending on what level you're on
In the space between a subconsious track
I'm hung up shakin'hands with myself
As I try make my serial plans through the eye of a storm
To centre of the milky way

Well I can pick up a life anywhere I choose
On my Galaxy Gramophone
And I can make it sound so beatiful by scarching in a twilight zone
A rereversal unichorusverse for puppets on a cosmic string

As I pass around a loop through the eye of a storm
To centre of the milky way
Well I can live my life at any speed i like
Depending who's turning me on
As I try to make my way back home throught the eye of a storm
To the centre of the milky way
Through the centre of a milky way
To the bottom of the milky way...

RTP2003:
True, true confessions, I lied
True, true confessions, I lied
Spent all night with Candy's eyes
Dragged myself cross the warm blind side
Spent all night with candy's eyes
Dragged myself cross the warm blind side

True, true confession, she cried
True, true confession, she cried
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain
Stand in the doorway in a jealous rage
Drag myself cross her wild terrain

True, true confessions, we tried
True, true confessions, we tried
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
Naked, exposed like fine rock-n-roll
Perfect as strangers, imperfect as love
We're never sorry, we're never sad
We're modern lovers, what fun we had

RTP2003:
How many times have you woken up and prayed for the rain?
How many times have you seen the papers apportion the blame?
Who gets to say?
Who gets to work and who gets to play?
I was always told at school, everybody should get the same.

How many times have you been told if you don't ask you don't get?
How many times have you wasted your money?  Your Mother said you shouldnt bet.
Who has the fun?
Is it always a man with a gun?
Someone must have told you if you work to hard you can sweat?

There's always the sun.
mmmm
There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

How many times has the weatherman told you stories that made you laugh?
You know its not up to the politicians and leaders, when they do things by halves.
Who gets the job?
Of pushing the knob.
Thats what responsibility you draw straws for if your mad enough.

There's always the sun.
mmmm
There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

There's always the sun.
mmmm
There's always the sun.
Always, always,always the sun.

RTP2003:
Trees are falling all around
Silent clouds are on the ground
Someone whispers in your ear
This is what you long to hear

I'm on your side
And I am also blue
Cause I am still a child
And I know that you are too

Pancakes spinning 'round the sun
Flat earth projects has begun
Catwalk on suburban trains
Summer is inside your veins (your veins)

And I am on your side
For  I am also blue
Cause I am still a child
And know that you are too
Yes I am on your side
And I am all so blue
And don't you feel inside, that I still believe in you
I still believe in you

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