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When the muse's over
Yeah, c'mon When the music's over When the music's over here When the music's over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights When the music's over When the music's over When the music's over Turn out the lights Turn out the lights Turn out the lights For the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend Until the end Until the end Until the end Cancel my subscription to the resurrection Send my credentials to the house of detention I got some friends inside The face in the mirror won't stop The girl in the window won't drop A feast of friends alive she cried Waiting for me outside Before I sink into the big sleep I want to hear I want to hear The scream of the butterfly Come back, baby Back into my arms We're getting tired of hangin' around Waitin' around With our heads to the ground I hear a very gentle sound Very near Yet very far Very soft Yet very clear Come today Come today What have they done to the earth? What have they done to our fair sister? Ravaged and plundered And ripped her And bit her Stuck her with knives In the side of the dawn And tied her with fences And dragged her down I hear a very gentle sound With your ear down to the ground- We want the world and we want it, We want the world and we want it, now Now? Now! Persian night! babe See the light! babe Save us! Jesus! Save us! So when the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over Turn out the light Turn out the light For the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend Until the end Until the end Until the end So when the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over Turn out the light Turn out the light Источник: http://www.justmj.ru | |
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