Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, oh Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
My love wasn't true
Now all I have is you
Jesus, oh Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, If you hear my last breath
Don't leave me here
Left to die a lonely death
I know, I have sinned
But Lord, I'm suffering
Jesus, oh Jesus,
If you hear my last breath
Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love wasn't true
Now all I have is you
Jesus, oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, Jesus,
All my troubles
All My pain
Is gonna leave me
Once again
...
Clouds roll by
Reeling is what they say
Or is it just my way ?
Wind blows by, low light
Side-tracked, low light
Can't see my tracks, your scent-way back
Can I be here all alone?
Clear a path to my home
Blood runs dry
Books and jealousy tell me wrong
I WILL feel, calm
Voice blows by, low light
Car crash, low light
Can't wear my mask, your first, my last
Voice goes by
Two birds is what they'll see
Getting lost upon their way
WIND ROLLS by, low light
Eye sight, low light
I need the light
I'll find my way from wrong, what's real?
The dream I see
(merci, Eric)
Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me ?
Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone at the seams ?
Let there be love…
I hope the weather is calm as you sail up your heavenly stream
Suspended clear in the sky are the words that we sing in our dreams
Let there be love…
Come on Baby Blue
Shake up your tired eyes
The world is waiting for you
May all your dreaming fill the empty sky
But if it makes you happy
Keep on clapping
Just remember I'll be by your side
And if you don't let go it's gonna pass you by
Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me ?
Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone at the seams ?
Let there be love…
Down in Albion
They're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here ?
How do you do ?
I'd like to talk about that
Talk over
Gin in teacups and
Leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn
More gin in teacups and
Leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout
If you're looking for a cheap sort
Set in false anticipation
I'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station
So come away, won't you come away
We could go to...
Deptford, Catford, Watford, Digberth, Mansfield
Anywhere in Albion
Yellowing classics and
Canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets and
An English song
Reebok classics and
Canons at dawn
Terrible warlords, good Warlords and
An English song
But if you're looking for a cheap sort
All glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue outside
The disused power station
Now come away, oh say you'll come away
We'll go to...
Satsworth, Senford, Weovil, Woomoyle, NEW-CAST-LE
Yes if you are looking for a cheap tart
Don't glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away…sometimes you come away
We'll go to...
Anywhere in Albion
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She's not a girl who misses much
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, momma
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun, momma
Happiness is a warm gun
- Yes it is.
Happiness is a warm, yes it is...
Well don't ya know that happiness is a warm gun, momma ?