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Drape yourself in greenery Become part of a scenery Ever since time memorial It's all stored up in chemicals Witness the demolition of A boy in prime
Oh, come now, you can barely string Two words together now And you think Europe's own worst specters Are coming back to haunt us all But oh, come on
Victorian ice and Edwardian snow You'll find yourself asking Is there something below? 'Cause your surface area Is like old whale bones Preserved in
Are you gonna live or die Are you gonna live or die Are you gonna be alright Are you gonna live or die Are you gonna be alright 5 Young Men went
H5N1 killed a wild swan It was a kind of omen Of everything to come I can't believe it's happening And that it's happening now I can't believe it's happening
Took a pill last night Just to get to sleep Put me on my back Not on my feet Propylene across your eyes To take me to the land of sighs Had a drink last
You are astronomical, fans of alcohol So welcome in Are rising in the east and setting in the west All waving flags We?re all waving flags now Waving
Oh, were you not told? Do you not know? Everything around you is being sold Do you not care? Will you not bear? Everybody else is going spare What's
I'll be the first to admit This is a bright but haunted age I just don't know now, now I just can't say, hey, hey When you get down Down to the heart
welcome in) Oh welcome in, we are Barbarians Oh welcome in, cross the ... Oh we can fail, ... against the sea No we won't fail, ... against the sea
Everything you said was true Everything you did was you Everything I started with her Ended on an oily stage where I wrote elegiac stanzas for you I
I'm leaving here Getting out of this place Leaving here Getting out of this place Only certain kinds of people Can take these things Get up in the morning
Mother Maiden aunt or brother On the masonary, and there are others Like you, beheaded lover In the cemetery Seems rather sad to me Oh seems rather sad
Take me somewhere quiet please These motorway exit gates Are calling to me dearly And I need a place to go And even numbers on a timetable Arrivals and
Victorian ice and Edwardian snow You'll find yourself asking Is there something below? Cause your surface area is like old whale bones Preserved in museums
Oh Fyodor you are the most attractive man Oh Fyodor you are the most attractive man I know your Russian heart is strong and has been bleeding for too
Drape yourself in greenery Become part of the scenery Ever since time immemorial It's all stored up in chemicals Witness the demolition of boy in prime