(Boyter-Lewis-Malcom-Ross/The Headboys)
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Jesus? praying for rain, lightning flashes around
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TThe prophet is screaming, his head hits the ground
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You should hear the warning if you read the signs
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Play with your own life but don'T play with mine
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The shape of things to come
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There was Moses and me when the wind took the change
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He hands out the menue, he moves out of range
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If you knew the action, you see us so blind
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Play with your own life but don't play with mine
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The shape of things to come
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You're not invited to stay, you're not intended to go
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Can you tell the future, I don't think so
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You should hear the warning if you read the signs
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Play with your own life but don't play with mine
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The shape of things to come
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You're living your way, I live in mine
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May be tomorrow we will collide..
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The Shape Of Things To Come
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| Alphaville |
