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Ace Troubleshooter The Madness Of The Crowds

Fire burns in the grate The guilt burns in the breast of every prisoner The guilty, the condemned Death is red on their hands The galling chains reminding

Estella steps in silence Her every movement caught Encased in gilded memory Here it comes again Anticipation racing through me Thrilling with emotion

Here I go against the grain It's time to yet again complain And make some noise Make some noise We've got all our sciences Making our appliances To dull

At daybreak I wait for You Crush softly, come With the brilliance and weight of Jupiter You weaken me as with wounds It's always enough to sound the

Fourteen hours a day, fourteen days in two weeks A fortnight out to sea, I'm far from home, alright by me Off the coast of Japan, then the Ivory Keys

Here I go against the grain It's time to yet again complain And make some noise Make some noise We've got all our sciences Making our appliances To dull

Remember when Remember you and me In fields of blue and white And I would never take it back The stand-offs and the make-ups On the bench Our scene for

Fire burns in the grate The guilt burns in the breast Of every prisoner The guilty, the condemned Death is red on their hands The galling chains reminding

Estella steps in silence Her every movement caught Encased in gilded memory Here it comes again Anticipation racing through me Thrilling with emotion