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"Street Spirit"


Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me 
Hold these things into position 
All these things will want this world 

And fade out again and fade out 

This machine will, will not communicate 
These thoughts and the strain I am under 
Be a world child form a circle
Before we all go under 

And fade out again and fade out again 

Cracked eggs, dead birds 
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see it's beady eyes 
Hold these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole 

And fade out again and fade out again 

Immerse your soul in love 
Immerse your soul in love.