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He could've tuned in, tuned in;  but he tuned out;

a bad time, nothing could save him.

 

 

Alone in a corridor waiting, locked out;

he got up outta there - ran for hundreds of miles.

 

He made it to the ocean had a smoke & a tea.

The wind rose up & set him down on his knee.

A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw;

delivered him wings; “Hey! look at him now!”.

 

 Arms wide open with the sea as his floor,

Oh Power Oh!

He's flying Whole, High wide, Oh!

 

He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share,

His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere.

But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed by faceless men,

well fuckers, He still stands.

 

And he still gives his love, he just gives it away.

The love he receives is the love that is saved.

 

 

And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky;

a human being that was given to fly.

 

High flying - Oh!

Oh High flying Oh!

Oh He's flying Oh, Oh!

 

 

 

 

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Mama, they try and break me.

The window burns to light the way back home;
a light that warms no matter where they’ve gone.


They’re off to find the hero of the day,
but what if they should fall by someone’s wicked way?



Still the window burns,
time so slowly turns,
and someone there is sighing.


Keepers of the flames -
do you feel your name?
Did you hear your babies crying?

Mama, they try and break me.
Still, they try and break me.

Excuse me while I tend to how I feel;
these things return to me that still seem real.


Now, deservingly, this easy chair;
but the rocking stopped by wheels of despair

Don’t want your aid,
but the fist I made;
for years can’t hold or feel.
No, I’m not all me,
so please excuse me while I tend to how I feel.

But now;

the dreams and waking screams,
that ever last the night.
So build the wall, behind it crawl;
and hide until it’s light.


So can you hear your babies crying now?

Still; the window burns,
time so slowly turns,
someone there is sighing.
Keepers of the flames,
did you feel your names?
Did you hear your babies crying?

But now;

the dreams and waking screams,
that ever last the night.
So build the wall, behind it crawl;
and hide until it’s light.



Mama, they try and break me.
Mama, they try and break me.
Mama they try.
Mama they try.

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And during the few moments that we have left we wanna talk right down to earth in a language,

that everybody here can easily understand…

 



Look in my eyes, what do you see?
The cult of personality.
I know your anger, I know your dreams.
I've been everything you wanna be.

I'm the cult of personality,
like Mussolini and Kennedy,
I'm the cult of personality.

 

Neon lights, Nobel Prize;
when a mirror speaks, the reflection lies.
You won't have to follow me - 

only you can set me free.

I sell the things you need to be.


I'm the smiling face on your TV.


I'm the cult of personality.


I exploit you - still you love me.
I tell you one and one makes three.

I'm the cult of personality
like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi,
I'm the cult of personality.

Neon lights, Nobel Prize;
when a leader speaks, that leader dies.
You won't have to follow me -
only you can set you free.

You gave me fortune,
you gave me fame,
you gave me power in your God's name.
I'm every person you need to be.


I'm the cult of personality.
I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of personality

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Can you feel it, see it, hear for today?
If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway.
You will never understand it, 'cause it happens too fast,
but it feels so good, it's like walking on glass.


It's so cool, so hip, it's alrigh,
it's so groovy - it's outta sight.
You can touch it, smell it, taste it; so sweet.
But it makes no difference 'cause it knocks you off your feet.


 

 


You want it all, but you can't have it.

 

 



It's crying, bleeding, lying on the floor,
so you lay down on it and you do it some more.
You've got to share it, so you dare it;
then you bare it, and you tear it. 

 

 

 


You want it all, but you can't have it. 
It's in your face, but you can't grab it. 

 

 

 


It's alive, afraid, a lie, a sin,
it's magic, it's tragic, it's a loss, it's a win. 
It's dark, it's moist, it's a bitter pain,
it's sad it happened, and it's a shame.

 

 

 

 


You want it all, but you can't have it. 
It's in your face, but you can't grab it

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I am the fountain of affection
I'm the instrument of joy
And to keep the good times rolling
I'm the boy, I'm the boy,
You know the world could be our oyster,
You just put your trust in me,
Cause we'll keep the good times rolling
Wait and see, wait and see, oh wait and see!

 

His exhalation, a sweet disintegration.
A few discolorations, then it comes along
Up is why he chooses, the kisses and the bruises
There ain't nothing he refuses, then it comes along
It comes along, and I am lifted, I am lifted, I am lifted!

 

When I'm up I can't get down
Can't get down, can't get level
When I'm up I can't get down
Get my feet back on the ground
When I'm up I can't get down
Can't get down, can't get level
When I'm up I can't get down
Get my feet back on the ground

 

He just needs, something to blind him
Something to wind him up
It won't take long to find him
When it comes on strong.

 

Wise guys are grinning, street lights are spinning
The night is just beginning, and then it comes on strong
It comes on strong, and I am lifted, I am lifted, I am lifted!

 

When I'm up I can't get down
Can't get down, can't get level
When I'm up I can't get down
Get my feet back on the ground
When I'm up I can't get down
Can't get down, can't get level
When I'm up I can't get down
Get my feet back on the ground

 

Oh it comes on strong, and I am lifted.
It comes on strong, and I am lifted.
I am lifted, I am lifted!

 

When I'm up I can't get down
Can't get down, can't get level
When I'm up I can't get down
Get my feet back on the ground
When I'm up I can't get down
Can't get down, can't get level
When I'm up I can't get down
Get my feet back on the ground

 

 

One of my earliest childhood memories is of listening to this song.

 

Edited by Loop

Ten thousand tears,

One Belly Laugh.

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