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Dark Eyed Gypsy
04:01
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They put on uniforms of blood thirsty thieves
And marched through the gardens of Adam and Eve
Stealing fruit from the earth's only trees
Forcing names onto contracts hanging off their sleeves
The bluebird sings to the alley cat
The food for the dog's eaten by the street rat
King walks by, peasants tip their hats
Tell me, can you fathom that?
Underneath the ground I'll wait
Underneath the ground always
Underneath the ground I'll be
Underneath the ground
Isn't she lovely? Watch her drown
Isn't she lovely? Hold her down
Underneath the ground I'll wait
Underneath the ground always
Underneath the ground I'll be
Underneath the ground
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Pass On Heaven
03:40
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I feel at home when my center is loose
Left open to every path I choose
I dreams dreams. How high is the moon?
Because there is no truth
And I smile when I'm singing the blues
It makes sense until I'm confused
Still I argue until I am blue or
No longer amused
Oh, don't get so tense, you're everything to me
When we're losing sense, means everything
Because I'm a hopeless case of a girl, so throw me to the wind
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Amour Fou
02:43
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A rhythm of the street
Idle hands and itchy feet
Frigid cold or waves of heat
I fall into the clouds
A rhythm of the street
A concrete set of beats
Inbetween a pair of strange eyes meet
and we stumble to the ground
Keep on movin' down
Only fools watch where theyre goin'
When I start to feel that rhythm
I fall into the clouds
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Messin' around
Why do I even try with you?
Who do you love?
I know it can't be me you're thinkin' of
Messin' around
Why don't you just leave me be
Messin' around, boy
Why are you makin' a fool out of me?
I ain't your rag-doll, baby
I'm not your puppet, boy.
If you want something to play with go and find yourself a toy.
Messin' around
Who do you think you are?
And who do you love?
I know it can't be me
But you keep me on my toes
You know just how the story goes
Round and round and round
Just like your eyes with every cute little thing that walks by
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Tango Ethereal
03:27
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Well, she wasn't very smart but she knew how to love
And she knew how to make beautiful sounds
And people make sounds when they need to be heard
And, oh, she had to be
She wasn't very good at staying in one place, but she knew how to run so far away
No sense of place
No sense of time
And no sense at all
And she lived like the wind blowing through
And she loved like a soft breeze
She wasn't very good at staying in one place
But she knew how to run so far away
And she lived like the wind blowing through
And she loved like a soft breeze
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