: While we live according to race, colour or creed While we rule by blind madness and pure greed Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false
line Oh we'll keep on tryin' Till the end of time Till the end of time Through the sorrow all through our splendour Don't take offence at my innuendo
line Oh oh we'll keep on trying Till the end of time Till the end of time Through the sorrow all through our splendour Don't take offence at my innuendo
: If you're searching out for something Don't try so hard I you're feeling kind of nothing Don't try so hard When your problems seem like mountains Feel
: When the outside temperature rises And the meaning is oh so clear One thousand and one yellow daffodils Begin to dance in front of you - oh dear Are
: Sometimes I get to feelin' I was back in the old days - long ago When we were kids, when we were young Things seemed so perfect - you know ? The days
: Delilah, Delilah, oh my, oh my, oh my - you're irresistible - ooh ooh ooh You make me smile when I'm just about to cry You bring me hope, you make
: So all you people give freely Make welcome inside your homes, (ooh) ooh Thank God you people give freely (yeah) Don't turn your back on the lesson
: Here we go, yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah yeah Hey, I'm the hitman Stand aside I'm the hitman I want your life Ain't no escaping Don't run and hide There
: You and me We are destined You'll agree To spend the rest of our lives With each other The rest of our days Like two lovers Forever - yeah - forever
: And you're rushing headlong you've got a new goal And you're rushing headlong out of control And you think you're so strong But there ain't no stopping
: I can't live with you But I can't live without you I can't let you stay Oh but I can't live if you go away I don't know just how it goes All I know
: Ride the wild wind (Push the envelope, don't sit on the fence) hey hey hey hey Ride the wild wind (Live life on the razors edge) hey hey hey Gonna
: Empty spaces - what are we living for Abandoned places - I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for... Another
Sometimes I get to feelin' I was back in the old days long ago When we were kids, when we were young Things seemed so perfect you know? The days were
, baby, won't you pluck my grapes Won't you peel my banana like a pack of wild apes? I'm your food innuendo guy, your food innuendo guy Baby, baby
