(Ian Hunter)
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Just done some living - still got the pain.
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Ain't done much giving - just my name
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Ride on my son, that cold steel rail.
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Still following you, oh lord I wanna try and lose this iron bail.
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Ride on the sun, ride on the sun, until you break.
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And the City doctor's - try to see.
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There's a future - left for me.
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So I show them the rainbows, they're too colour blind.
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I'm hard to find, oh lord give me the strength so I can speak.
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Ride the sun, ride on the sun, until you break.
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Oh Undertaker - switch off your TV
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I don't know who's dead - Is it you or is it me
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For your calculations, Innocent eyes (?)
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You are in doubt, on lord I'm trying to find out just where I am
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Ride on the sun, ride on the sun, until I break.
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Ride On The Sun
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| Mott the Hoople |
