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|'Dawn's breaking, the world is waking
All around - but my head's still aching
Tide's turning, stomach's churning
Deep down the fire's still burning'
Well it smells so sweet I can almost taste it
It's one of those feelings, better not waste it
Hold on - Moving too fast
Slow down - Make it last
Can't see - Struck me blind
Can't stop - Now I've made up my mind
|Gary Pearce page|
|'We were standing round the table
The first time she walked in unstable
She was dressed to kill
No prizes for guessing who was dying'
|'Well, it's one of those days again
And the whole damned world's against me
Shouldn't waste any more precious time
Drowning myself in shallow self pity'
|11th Hour page|
|'If you wanna stop the Mind Games,
Then maybe we won't have to wait, no more'
'Dressed in silk and satin
I want you leather bound
Come on, roll it over
And I'll let you grease it down'
|'The sky is filled with electricity,
I know you're back around.
Because I can taste it from a mile away,
You don't have to make a sound.'
'Dust me down I'm broken, all over you
Standing around like I've got nothing to do
Well wake me up and hold me, catch my fall
I need putting back together now, 'cause I've lost it all'
|'The man let go with both the barrels
Sorted out his petty quarrels
No street fighter no man of steel
Just easy action, shoot to kill'
'It's your Dad -
and don't you think it's funny,
It's your Dad -
and he's doing it for money.'
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|All lyrics reproduced with permission (c) G.Pearce 1995-2002, and (c) N. Becker 1993|
|View my song lyrics as published online at the 'LyricZ' website.
All lyrics (c) Gary Pearce