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Strange Kind of Woman

There once was a woman
A strange kind of woman
The kind that gets written down in history
Her name was Nancy
Her face was nothing fancy
She left a trail of happiness and misery

I loved her
Everybody loved her
She loved everyone and gave them good return
I tried to take her
I even tried to break her
She said I ain't for takin' won't you ever learn

I want you I need you I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you I need you I gotta be near you
Ooh I got a strange kind of woman

She looked like a raver
But I could never please her
On Wednesday mornings boy you can't go far
I couldn't get her
But things got better--she said
Saturday nights from now on baby you're my star

She finally said she loved me
I wed her in a hurry
No more callers and I glowed with pride
I'm dreaming
I feel like screaming
I won my woman just before she died

I want you I need you I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you I need you I gotta be near you
Ooh I had a strange kind of woman

 

Strangeways

Strange
Strange
I was born into
Confusion
My mother said to me when you
Become a man you'll understand
But it's still a mystery
And if you want to get ahead
Get some decent clothes
The only way to make it
Dress the part
That gets right up my nose

And it think to myself in this river of doubt
This is something I can do without
But strangeways is what I got

The indians are coming
I saw it on tv
They're 20,000 strong
But they always get depleted by the cavalry
Salvation is at hand it's guaranteed
Just send a donation straight to God 1-800 toll free

And I think to myself in this academy of fear
Where am I going what am I doing here
But strangeways is all I got

Have you seen the headlines
Princess engaged
3 million out of work
But that's on the 2nd page
The alien has landed
Finger in his ear
Can't hear a word I am saying
But that ain't such a bad idea

And I think to myself in this cradle of
Lust
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
But strangeways is all you
Get

 

Sun Goes Down

Oh you're all looking up
With hearts of devotion
Through the dust and the heat lost to me
In a cloud of emotion
I have no motivation
To keep this breathless pace
I'm more inclined to stay here
In this breathing space

And the sun goes down
And the moon comes up

I never tried to walk the walk
'Cos the steps are elusive
The membership is too costly
And exclusive
Hey, the more I've got
The more I stand to lose
So I'm gonna unpack my bags
And take off my shoes

And the sun goes down
And the moon comes up

Let me tell you there's no point knocking
At the big oak door
Can't you see that it's all full up
They can't take no more
The line's so long
It's almost Disney
Ooh?
Wont somebody kiss me

And the sun goes down
And the moon comes up

 

Super Trouper

I was a young man when I died
I was a flash, I was full of pride
I gave it all, I gave my soul, I was so strong
I felt the truth, I felt the pain in every song

How well you know me
You've seen me cry
I'm just a shadow
In a rock and roll sky

I was living in a rock and roll sky
I was a king, heavy on the style
Super trouper, yes I know you well, making me shine
I couldn't see what you did to me. I was so blind

How well you know me
You've seen me cry
I'm just a shadow
In a rock and roll sky

I wanna be like I was before
But this time I'm gonna know the score
I need a home I can leave behind knowing you're there
Super trouper, I can see you now, return your stare

How well you know me
You've seen me cry
I'm just a shadow
In a rock and roll sky

 

Sweet Wine

Ba, ba, ba etc
Who wants the worry,
The hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny,
Wasting the best of our life.

Sweet wine, hay making,
Sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling,
Bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.

Ba, ba, ba etcWho wants the worry,
The hurry of city life.

Money, nothing funny,
Wasting the best of our life.

Sweet wine, hay making,
Sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.

Car speed, road calling,
Bird freed,
Leaf falling.
We can bide time.
Ba, ba, ba etc

 

Talk About Love

Talking real world, all that pain
Try to fix it still comes out the same
Get down to Rosie's
Won't you pull that plug
Last week
Someone made a mess of that rug
Talking big house way up town
One day one day
I'll put the money down
All that baby talk it's for the birds
Let's make some honey
Honey in so many words
Oh no
Don't want a serious conversation
I just want to get you serious
Serious
I want to talk about love
You talk about the weather
Rain or snow
Talking cold wind
The way it's going to blow
Talking good times night and day
Talk talk a stronger man
Could lose his way
Aphrodite now there's a girl
Good good loving
She spreads around the world
Forget your dancing all that boogaloo
Drag that purse over here
I got to talk to you
Oh no
Don't want a serious conversation
I just want to get you serious
Serious
I want to talk about love

 

The Aviator

Riding on the moonpath
In the silver of the night
The fragrance on the air
Was of another time
I cried in all my innocence
You were dressed in white
And even if I had the strength
I couldn't move to save my life

The fear and the thrill
Of the beast at the window
The shivers and the chills
On the hottest of nights
He walked right through
My open door
As I began to run, he threw
Some gold upon the floor, and said
There's plenty more
Where that came from

I'm tired of the bombs
I'm tired of the bullets
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever it seems
Whatever it seems

I flew along the lighted street
I flew above the town
I flew in ever rising circles
Ever further from the ground
As I begin to lose my breath
Faces turn and spin
A distant corner of the room
Will open up and let me in

I'm tired of the news
I'm tired of the weather
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever they say
Whatever they say

Oh oh oh oh
I flew above the lighted streets
I flew above the town
I flew in ever rising circles
Ever further from the ground

I cried in all my innocence
You were dressed in white
Even if I had the strength
I couldn't move to save my life

I'm tired of the bombs
Tired of the bullets
Tired of the crazies on TV
I'm the aviator
A dreams a dream whatever it seems

And i'm tired of the news
Tired of the weather
Tired of the same thing everyday
I'm the aviator
A dreams a dream whatever they say
Whatever they say

 

The Battle Rages on

Been so many words so much to say
Words are not enough to keep the guns at bay
Some live in fear some do not
Some gamble everything on who gets the final shot
Oh don't talk to me of love
It's obvious it's not enough
Annihilation kill them all
Capitulation watch the mighty fall
The road to glory is lined in red
And trough the reason now is gone
The battle rages on
Was it love or hate that got here first
Hate's a habit it's hard to shake the curse
Kill to live and live to die
Human nature you let the strong survive
Oh don't talk to me of love
Be serious it's not enough
Annihilation kill them all
Capitulation watch the mighty fall
The road to glory is lined in red
And trough the reason now is gone
The battle rages on

 

The Coffee Song

There's a full time reservation
Made in a bar at the railway station.
And there's a story, a kind of fable,
On a card at the corner table.
On it is a message, been there some time.
It starts off, "The coffee tasted so fine"
It says, "One day, this may find you,
These few words may just remind you.
We sat here together just to pass time,
You said how the coffee tasted so fine."
It goes on to say, "I love you.
If you should find this I must hear from you."
It gives a number but the name has faded away.
All that is left are just the words, "Maybe someday"
That's the story and the fable,
Never leave alone from a corner table.
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo,
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo.

 

The Cut Runs Deep

Got your finger on the trigger
Your cold eyes taking aim
You took a shot at my heart
Let the bullets fly
Tell me has one of them got my name

What about the heartache
What about the emptiness inside
It doesn't just fade away
Turning the knife
How much can I bleed
The cut runs deep

I can't find no salvation
Can't find no healing touch
Reaching out for mercy
A stranger in your eyes
I want you too much

What about the heartache
What about the emptiness inside
It doesn't just fade away
Turning the knife
How much can I bleed
The cut runs deep

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