What a brave, brave girl
Never lied before
Such a plain deceit
Everyone would eventually know....
What a brave brave girl
Never loved before
Placed herself in reach....
So he tried....in his own way
To find the heart of the tight-packed rose
She's gone now
But oh
She aches
He will search until he's found
A way to take the days
See her sadness in your face
She's inside you
And she's crying.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Man Of A Thousand Faces Lyrics By Marillion
I'm the man of a thousand faces
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie
Pass me a microphone - I need to testify
Well I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I'm the man of a thousand ages
You see my face in the stones of the Parthenon
You hear my song in the babble of Babylon
I'm the man of a thousand riches
Be my guest at the feast of Satyricon
You spend the money that my logo's printed on
Well I'll speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I stole a fire but it burned up much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon
Look at my life and it looks like CNN
You see something once y'know it's gonna come around again
Well I'll speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to a woman with the fatal charm of a snake
Forgive like a giver and account for all I take
Yes, I Speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak like a leader with the voice of power and command
And when I talk to God I know he'll understand
Cause I'm the man of a thousand faces
Yes I'm the man of a thousand faces
I stole a fire but it burned up too much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon..
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Voice of command
Voice of obedience
Thousand faces
Thousand races
Cry me a river
Face in the stars
Stones in the Parthenon
Babble of Babylon
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Thousand faces
Thousand races
Cry me a river
Steal a fire
Face in the stars
Stones in the Parthenon
Babble of Babylon
Landed on the moon
A little piece of me in every part I take
I hold the tape for a thousand races
A different point of view in every speech I make
Cut me a piece of my divided soul
Cry me a river, call it rock and roll
Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie
Pass me a microphone - I need to testify
Well I speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I'm the man of a thousand ages
You see my face in the stones of the Parthenon
You hear my song in the babble of Babylon
I'm the man of a thousand riches
Be my guest at the feast of Satyricon
You spend the money that my logo's printed on
Well I'll speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to the present in the past and future tense
Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience
I stole a fire but it burned up much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon
Look at my life and it looks like CNN
You see something once y'know it's gonna come around again
Well I'll speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak to a woman with the fatal charm of a snake
Forgive like a giver and account for all I take
Yes, I Speak to machines with the voice of humanity
Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity
Speak like a leader with the voice of power and command
And when I talk to God I know he'll understand
Cause I'm the man of a thousand faces
Yes I'm the man of a thousand faces
I stole a fire but it burned up too much too soon
I took a leap and I landed on the moon..
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Voice of command
Voice of obedience
Thousand faces
Thousand races
Cry me a river
Face in the stars
Stones in the Parthenon
Babble of Babylon
Voice of command
Voice of a snake
Voice of humanity
Voice of insanity
Thousand faces
Thousand races
Cry me a river
Steal a fire
Face in the stars
Stones in the Parthenon
Babble of Babylon
Landed on the moon
Friday, October 24, 2008
A Collection Lyrics By Marillion
-- "A Collection" -- from the single "No One Can"
I've got a photograph,
I took a picture of you.
I took your picture in front of my favourite view.
You play the part so well,
You look so sure and free.
No one could ever tell
that you belong to me
And 'cos you lie so well,
I've got to pin you down.
Under lock and key,
So you will always be in my..
In my..
My collection.
If you can't speak, you can't lie.
If you can't run, you can't hide.
I know a place you can't die,
So no one lives inside..
My collection.
I want to capture you.
I want to immortalise,
The way you play with your hair,
The way you flash your eyes.
I taste the air you breath.
I taste the food you eat.
I keep your nails and hair,
And some of the clothes you wear.
If you can't speak, you can't lie.
If you can't run, you can't hide.
And if you're dead, you can't die,
So no one lives inside..
My collection.
I've got some photographs,
I'd like to show them to you.
Though you don't know the girls,
You'll recognise the view.
[Lyrics - Steve Hogarth & John Helmer]
I've got a photograph,
I took a picture of you.
I took your picture in front of my favourite view.
You play the part so well,
You look so sure and free.
No one could ever tell
that you belong to me
And 'cos you lie so well,
I've got to pin you down.
Under lock and key,
So you will always be in my..
In my..
My collection.
If you can't speak, you can't lie.
If you can't run, you can't hide.
I know a place you can't die,
So no one lives inside..
My collection.
I want to capture you.
I want to immortalise,
The way you play with your hair,
The way you flash your eyes.
I taste the air you breath.
I taste the food you eat.
I keep your nails and hair,
And some of the clothes you wear.
If you can't speak, you can't lie.
If you can't run, you can't hide.
And if you're dead, you can't die,
So no one lives inside..
My collection.
I've got some photographs,
I'd like to show them to you.
Though you don't know the girls,
You'll recognise the view.
[Lyrics - Steve Hogarth & John Helmer]
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Emerald Lies Lyrics By Marillion
Track 4 of _Fugazi_ ---
To be the prince of possession, in the gallery of contempt.
Suffering your indiscrete discretions, and you ask me to relent.
As you accumulate flirtations, with the calculated calmness of the whore.
(Of the whore)
I am the harlequin, with diamonded costume dripping shades of green,
I am the harlequin, sense strangers violate my sanctuary, prowl my dreams.
(My dreams)
And their my dreams.
(Their my dreams!)
Plundering your diaries, I'll steal your thought's. (thoughts)
Ravaging your letters, unearth your plots. (plots)
Innocence, innocence, innocence, innocence, innocence, innocence.
To don the robes of Torquemada, to resurrect the Inquisition,
And in that tortured subtle manner inflict questions within questions,
within questions.
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue;
I trust you trusting me to mistrust you.
Through the silk-cut haze to the smeared mascara,
A forty-watt sun on a courtroom drama.
And the coffee stains gather till the pale kimono,
Set the wedding rings dancing on the cold linoleum.
This is innocence.
And accusation's moths that circle around the light,
they char their wings in spiral senseless, suicidal flight.
You pack our world within a suitcase, hot tears melt this icy palace,
and dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night.
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue,
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue.
These shades of blue, of blue...
To be the prince of possession, in the gallery of contempt.
Suffering your indiscrete discretions, and you ask me to relent.
As you accumulate flirtations, with the calculated calmness of the whore.
(Of the whore)
I am the harlequin, with diamonded costume dripping shades of green,
I am the harlequin, sense strangers violate my sanctuary, prowl my dreams.
(My dreams)
And their my dreams.
(Their my dreams!)
Plundering your diaries, I'll steal your thought's. (thoughts)
Ravaging your letters, unearth your plots. (plots)
Innocence, innocence, innocence, innocence, innocence, innocence.
To don the robes of Torquemada, to resurrect the Inquisition,
And in that tortured subtle manner inflict questions within questions,
within questions.
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue;
I trust you trusting me to mistrust you.
Through the silk-cut haze to the smeared mascara,
A forty-watt sun on a courtroom drama.
And the coffee stains gather till the pale kimono,
Set the wedding rings dancing on the cold linoleum.
This is innocence.
And accusation's moths that circle around the light,
they char their wings in spiral senseless, suicidal flight.
You pack our world within a suitcase, hot tears melt this icy palace,
and dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night.
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue,
Looking in shades of green through shades of blue.
These shades of blue, of blue...
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Kayleigh Lyrics By Marillion
Track 2 from _Misplaced Childhood_
Do you remember, chalk hearts melting on a playground wall?
Do you remember, dawn escaped from moonwashed college halls?
Do you remember, the cherry blossom in the market square?
Do you remember, I thought it was confetti in our hair
By the way didn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart.
So sorry I never meant to break your heart.
But you broke mine.
Kayleigh is it too late to say I'm sorry.
Kayleigh could we get it together again.
I can't go on pretending that it came to a natural end.
Kayleigh I never thought I'd miss you,
and Kayleigh I'd hoped that we'd always be friends.
We said our love would last forever,
so how did it come to this bitter end.
Do you remember, barefoot on the lawn with shooting stars
Do you remember, loving on the floor in Belsize Park
Do you remember, dancing in stilletos in the snow
Do you remember, you never understood I had to go.
By the way, didn't I break your heart ?
Please excuse me I never meant to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break your heart,
But you broke mine.
Kayleigh, I just want to say I'm sorry,
but Kayleigh I'm too scared to pick up the phone.
To find you've found another lover to patch up our broken home.
Kayleigh, I'm still trying to write that love song,
Kayleigh it's more important to me now you're gone.
Maybe it'll prove that we were right
Or it will prove that I was wrong.
Do you remember, chalk hearts melting on a playground wall?
Do you remember, dawn escaped from moonwashed college halls?
Do you remember, the cherry blossom in the market square?
Do you remember, I thought it was confetti in our hair
By the way didn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart.
So sorry I never meant to break your heart.
But you broke mine.
Kayleigh is it too late to say I'm sorry.
Kayleigh could we get it together again.
I can't go on pretending that it came to a natural end.
Kayleigh I never thought I'd miss you,
and Kayleigh I'd hoped that we'd always be friends.
We said our love would last forever,
so how did it come to this bitter end.
Do you remember, barefoot on the lawn with shooting stars
Do you remember, loving on the floor in Belsize Park
Do you remember, dancing in stilletos in the snow
Do you remember, you never understood I had to go.
By the way, didn't I break your heart ?
Please excuse me I never meant to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break your heart,
But you broke mine.
Kayleigh, I just want to say I'm sorry,
but Kayleigh I'm too scared to pick up the phone.
To find you've found another lover to patch up our broken home.
Kayleigh, I'm still trying to write that love song,
Kayleigh it's more important to me now you're gone.
Maybe it'll prove that we were right
Or it will prove that I was wrong.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Hooks In You Lyrics By Marillion
Track 8 of _Season's End_
'I feel so strange what's wrong with me'
You've got a problem that you can't see
But I've got a feeling that the rumours are true
I see the girl's go a hook in you
You carry on believing
That you can take or leave it
Now who are you deceiving
Cause when it's own up time
She's in the back of you mind
She's got her hooks in you
You said you'd never let it happen again
You spend your money and you're deeper in
Your fairweather friends call two by two
To let you know what's wrong with you
But now your heartbeat's thumpin'
You watch you nerve ends jumpin'
Well I can tell yo somethin'
When it's own up time
You're gonna toe the line
She's got her hooks in you
She's got her hooks in me too.
[JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH]
'I feel so strange what's wrong with me'
You've got a problem that you can't see
But I've got a feeling that the rumours are true
I see the girl's go a hook in you
You carry on believing
That you can take or leave it
Now who are you deceiving
Cause when it's own up time
She's in the back of you mind
She's got her hooks in you
You said you'd never let it happen again
You spend your money and you're deeper in
Your fairweather friends call two by two
To let you know what's wrong with you
But now your heartbeat's thumpin'
You watch you nerve ends jumpin'
Well I can tell yo somethin'
When it's own up time
You're gonna toe the line
She's got her hooks in you
She's got her hooks in me too.
[JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH]
Monday, October 13, 2008
This Strange Engine Lyrics By Marillion
There was a boy who came into this world at the hands of a holy woman in a
holy place
He wore a red coat and walked a bulldog-saw them reflected in the mirror of
the lakes
Lived in the shadow of the mountains with the smells of disinfectant,
dusty old leather and the polished wood of his bed
No more than a baby feeding swans on the river holding the hands of his
mother,
and the wax paperbag of yesterdays bread
And his father on the other side of the world
On the ships railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad in his far away eyes
In his faraway eyes
The smell of the wax on the wooden floor
Mixture of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play with
Rows of empty hooks for the coats
An upright piano and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was born
Remind him of just before he was breathing
Strange misty visions of God
Turn the cities into families
Into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while they're sleeping
With their houses invisible
Running as fast as I could run
Send to me the ghosts of Christmas
Whispering: "You're the only one"
And ever since I was a boy
I never felt that I belonged
Like everything they did to me
Was an experiment to see
How I would cope with the illusion
In which direction would I jump
Would I do it all the same
As the actors in the game
Or would I spit it back at them
And not get caught up in their rules
And live according to my own
And not be used
To find the fundamental truths
It was going to take some time
Thirty five summers down the line
The wisdom of each passing year
Seems to serve only to confuse
Daddy came out the navy and took us away to his dirty gray home town
And he worked down on a coal mine for National Service so that he could be
around
There was a magical purple in the chrome of the exhaust of his triumph motor
bike
And a warmth of oil and metal and the thrill of the hard corner holding tight
From the horizon..
To buried alive
Took his dream underground
Buried his treasure in his faraway eyes.
And one day as the boy lay sleeping in the sunshine of a half remembered
afternoon
A cloud of bees with no particular aim, and no brain
Found the boy, decided that his time had come
Came down out of the sky.
Stung him in the face. Again and again. Blue pain.
Screaming like baptism
Intraveinous, Jesus!. Like being chosen.
Blue pain from something with no brain. I can't explain
It's happening again.
Oh mummy, daddy, will you sit a while with me
Oh mummy, daddy, will you jog my memory. Tell me
Tall tales of Montego Bay, Table mountain, Flying fish, Banana spiders, Pots
of paint
And the sun on the equator
Setting like an ember thrown to deep water
From crimson to black.
But coming back..
Tomorrow on the horizon
The blue pain
Fades to a point where it doesn't fade
It stayed..
Blue
Stirred his red coat heart to his strange engine
This love
This love
This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I don't understand
That knows no faith
And tries and fails
And tries again
Stares at the sea
The night's dark deep
For one last time
And bleeds And bleeds
And dies for you.
And lies
And is to blame.
And is ashamed.
And is not the same.
And is true.
holy place
He wore a red coat and walked a bulldog-saw them reflected in the mirror of
the lakes
Lived in the shadow of the mountains with the smells of disinfectant,
dusty old leather and the polished wood of his bed
No more than a baby feeding swans on the river holding the hands of his
mother,
and the wax paperbag of yesterdays bread
And his father on the other side of the world
On the ships railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad in his far away eyes
In his faraway eyes
The smell of the wax on the wooden floor
Mixture of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play with
Rows of empty hooks for the coats
An upright piano and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was born
Remind him of just before he was breathing
Strange misty visions of God
Turn the cities into families
Into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while they're sleeping
With their houses invisible
Running as fast as I could run
Send to me the ghosts of Christmas
Whispering: "You're the only one"
And ever since I was a boy
I never felt that I belonged
Like everything they did to me
Was an experiment to see
How I would cope with the illusion
In which direction would I jump
Would I do it all the same
As the actors in the game
Or would I spit it back at them
And not get caught up in their rules
And live according to my own
And not be used
To find the fundamental truths
It was going to take some time
Thirty five summers down the line
The wisdom of each passing year
Seems to serve only to confuse
Daddy came out the navy and took us away to his dirty gray home town
And he worked down on a coal mine for National Service so that he could be
around
There was a magical purple in the chrome of the exhaust of his triumph motor
bike
And a warmth of oil and metal and the thrill of the hard corner holding tight
From the horizon..
To buried alive
Took his dream underground
Buried his treasure in his faraway eyes.
And one day as the boy lay sleeping in the sunshine of a half remembered
afternoon
A cloud of bees with no particular aim, and no brain
Found the boy, decided that his time had come
Came down out of the sky.
Stung him in the face. Again and again. Blue pain.
Screaming like baptism
Intraveinous, Jesus!. Like being chosen.
Blue pain from something with no brain. I can't explain
It's happening again.
Oh mummy, daddy, will you sit a while with me
Oh mummy, daddy, will you jog my memory. Tell me
Tall tales of Montego Bay, Table mountain, Flying fish, Banana spiders, Pots
of paint
And the sun on the equator
Setting like an ember thrown to deep water
From crimson to black.
But coming back..
Tomorrow on the horizon
The blue pain
Fades to a point where it doesn't fade
It stayed..
Blue
Stirred his red coat heart to his strange engine
This love
This love
This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I don't understand
That knows no faith
And tries and fails
And tries again
Stares at the sea
The night's dark deep
For one last time
And bleeds And bleeds
And dies for you.
And lies
And is to blame.
And is ashamed.
And is not the same.
And is true.
Friday, October 10, 2008
King Of Sunset Town Lyrics By Marillion
Track 1 of _Season's End_
A ragged man came shuffling through
A puppet king on the fourth of June
And butterflies from all around
Settled on his paper crown
A pretty sight it seemed to be
An avenue of eternal peace
But he said 'What is here can soon burn down...
I'm the King of Sunset Town'
Watch a big wheel turning around
Some go up, some go down.
Some go thirsty, some just drown
'That's the law around here'
Said the King of Sunset Town
And in the night he comes to me
And the square becomes a battlefield
Of staring eyes that can't explain
The insanity and the greater game
A ragged man came shuffling through
The corridors of this white place
And as he lay his body down
I saw the scars that lined his face
And injured souls came to his bed
To hear the stories he would tell
Of Butterflies and Summertimes
And everyone assembled here
Remembers how it used to be
Before the 27th came
This place will never be the same
And he said..
'I'm the King of Sunset Town'
Watch a big wheel turning around
Some go up, some go down.
Some go thirsty, some just drown
'That's the law around here'
Said the King of Sunset Town
[JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH]
A ragged man came shuffling through
A puppet king on the fourth of June
And butterflies from all around
Settled on his paper crown
A pretty sight it seemed to be
An avenue of eternal peace
But he said 'What is here can soon burn down...
I'm the King of Sunset Town'
Watch a big wheel turning around
Some go up, some go down.
Some go thirsty, some just drown
'That's the law around here'
Said the King of Sunset Town
And in the night he comes to me
And the square becomes a battlefield
Of staring eyes that can't explain
The insanity and the greater game
A ragged man came shuffling through
The corridors of this white place
And as he lay his body down
I saw the scars that lined his face
And injured souls came to his bed
To hear the stories he would tell
Of Butterflies and Summertimes
And everyone assembled here
Remembers how it used to be
Before the 27th came
This place will never be the same
And he said..
'I'm the King of Sunset Town'
Watch a big wheel turning around
Some go up, some go down.
Some go thirsty, some just drown
'That's the law around here'
Said the King of Sunset Town
[JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH]
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
The Great Escape Lyrics By Marillion
Heading for the great escape
Heading for the rave
Heading for the permanent holiday
Heading for the winter trip
Heading for the slide
Heading for the dignified walk away
Heading for the open road
Goodbye to all that
Heading for the automatic overload
Standing in the open boat
Standing in the swing
Waiting for the ringing and the bright light
Waiting to be recognised
Quiet applause will do
They shower you with flowers when they bury you
You're holdin on
You're holdin on......
i) The Last of You
Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you
You come here scratchin' at my door
Your pain and anger's in the howling dark
Of every corridor I walk
So tell me more
About the love that you rejected
Tell me more about the trust you disrespected
I still don't know
Why did you hurt the very one
Why did you hurt the very one that you should have protected?
ii) Falling From the Moon
Don't ask me why I'm doing this
You wouldn't understand
You're asking the wrong questions
You couldn't understand
A bridge is not a high place
The fifty-second floor
Icarus would know
A mountain isn't far to fall
When you've fallen from the moon
There's murder on the street
I'm ashes on the water now
Somewhere far away
I have fallen
Fallen
From the moon
Falling...
Heading for the rave
Heading for the permanent holiday
Heading for the winter trip
Heading for the slide
Heading for the dignified walk away
Heading for the open road
Goodbye to all that
Heading for the automatic overload
Standing in the open boat
Standing in the swing
Waiting for the ringing and the bright light
Waiting to be recognised
Quiet applause will do
They shower you with flowers when they bury you
You're holdin on
You're holdin on......
i) The Last of You
Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you
You come here scratchin' at my door
Your pain and anger's in the howling dark
Of every corridor I walk
So tell me more
About the love that you rejected
Tell me more about the trust you disrespected
I still don't know
Why did you hurt the very one
Why did you hurt the very one that you should have protected?
ii) Falling From the Moon
Don't ask me why I'm doing this
You wouldn't understand
You're asking the wrong questions
You couldn't understand
A bridge is not a high place
The fifty-second floor
Icarus would know
A mountain isn't far to fall
When you've fallen from the moon
There's murder on the street
I'm ashes on the water now
Somewhere far away
I have fallen
Fallen
From the moon
Falling...
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Heart Of Lothian Lyrics By Marillion
Track 5 of _Misplaced Childhood_
I) Wide Boy
Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
Wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
These hearts of Lothian.
It's six o'clock in the tower blocks,
The stalagmites of culture shock, (culture shock)
And the trippers of the light fantastic, bowdown, hoedown
Spray their pheremones on this perfume uniform.
And anarchy smiles in the Royal Mile.
And they're waiting on the Slyboys, flyboys, wideboys.
Rooting, tooting Cowboys, lucky little ladies at the watering holes.
They'll score the Friday night goals.
I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
With a heart of Lothian.
II) Curtain Call
And the man from the magazine,
wants another shot of you all curled up.
'Cos you look like an actor in a movie shot.
But you're feeling like a wino in a parking lot.
How did I get here anyway?
Do we really need a playback of the show?
'Cos the wideboys want to head for the watering holes,
watering holes, watering holes.
Let's go.
And the man in the mirror has sad eyes.
I) Wide Boy
Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
Wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
These hearts of Lothian.
It's six o'clock in the tower blocks,
The stalagmites of culture shock, (culture shock)
And the trippers of the light fantastic, bowdown, hoedown
Spray their pheremones on this perfume uniform.
And anarchy smiles in the Royal Mile.
And they're waiting on the Slyboys, flyboys, wideboys.
Rooting, tooting Cowboys, lucky little ladies at the watering holes.
They'll score the Friday night goals.
I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
With a heart of Lothian.
II) Curtain Call
And the man from the magazine,
wants another shot of you all curled up.
'Cos you look like an actor in a movie shot.
But you're feeling like a wino in a parking lot.
How did I get here anyway?
Do we really need a playback of the show?
'Cos the wideboys want to head for the watering holes,
watering holes, watering holes.
Let's go.
And the man in the mirror has sad eyes.
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