A red and blue tent on a green meadow,
The luring gypsy becons you in fiery eyed.
The deck has been shuffled and cut for you.
Turn the top card if you dare to see
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There was the imminent threat of nuclear holocaust and the daily torture of disco.
I could still draw and design with the best of them.
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My life right now is the grey of a window that just won't load.
Rushing into shapeless things to come
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I bind my love
I crop, I cane and whip my love
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The burning marshland beyond Echo Beach:
Noise & screams,
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Oh, wasteland, sweet home
who Thou art barren & lethal
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(original english version)
A streetlight is my dawn.
They give me therapy for my soul
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