: Won't let the city destroy our love Won't let the city destroy our love You know I I hate to see you cry But when you open up to me I take you
: Summer in San Francisco Kissing chlorine in the swimming pool Out of fuel at the Phoenix motel I slept alone again that night And sweet dreams of Mother
: I wanna be a witchman? No one will wear my silver ring Poor little turtle dove Sitting up in pine Mourning for your own true love Why not me for
: Awake yon? minister There is message To Be Delivered Awake young passenger Awake your country You?re going to need to find some strength now To wake
: Who will penetrate the tightening muscle Who will cut across the thickening skin Who will be the one to reach their hand in and pull out the golden
: Losing my head to Hollywood My liver to London My youth to Tokyo Still on with the show On and on and on On and on and on It?s a hard lesson But let
: Tower Bridge Is closing And all of Bermondsey Is asleep Streetlight walks the waters Rising fast and dark and deep Well is your work of art so heavy
: As they Dig your ditches, Count my stitches Generation justice wishes for World at war Final score Media come and abhor us As these are hard times
: ?JUST A LITTLE FURTHER UP THE HILL BOY YOU?LL BE HOME SOON ENOUGH? All along the river Pedaling fast as I could Watch As the wasteland flowers Old
: And I walked west Sussex sunlight Up by dead man?s pool Where ma, mudlark and Lewes Stared me down you drunken fool Old teenage debts engulfed my chest
: It's wonderful what a smile can hide If the teeth shine right and it's nice and wide It's so magical what you can keep inside And if you bury it
: So let the people talk It's Monday morning walk Right past the fabulous mess we're in It's gonna be a beautiful day So do the bluebirds sing As I take
: Down in the park And the lust of the light Among the stray dogs and families I smell the bonfires, and Watch the bonbs Fireworks burst above the trees
: WHAT LIES BENEATH THE DOOR? WHAT KEEPS YOU? EXPLORE! DO YOU TAKE THE CHANCE TO DEFEAT THE SOURCE? THE GATES ARE OPENING THE CHOICE THE FUTURE
and we will sing. MARIANNE: one for sorrow. PATRICK: two for joy. MARIANNE: three for a girl. PATRICK: four for a boy. MARIANNE: five for silver. PATRICK
: Lucy, remember The smell of that fall The fires of fungus And the rotting leaves I fell off the wagon Into your arms Into this long month of sundays
: As the belltower blocks the sunlight All the seeds in our garden fight To break and blossom all to be adored And look your skirt is torn And there'
: Turn the Key Open Open? Down Down Down Down Down Down Down Down Down [Instrumental] (Thanks to Karen for these lyrics)
