It is the key to all the doors,
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it is the crashing on the shores.
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it lives in your steering wheel.
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it hides in the wind and rain,
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with voices as cold as steel
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it's calling your name
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it is the smile upon his face
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it is the winning of the race.
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it lives in the red-alert.
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it lives in the power game
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it's easy to take to heart
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but harder to tame
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this is the nature of the beast
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(this is the nature)
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this is the nature of the beast
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(this is the nature)
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without all this heat
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they'll be dancing west to east
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this is the nature of the beast
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it is the glowing in his eyes
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it is the reason for his lies
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how many know you're there
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how many play your game
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he's always the man to dare
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you're always to blame
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it is the need to understand
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it is the trigger in his hand
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it lives in the uniform
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it grows from the need to gain
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with faces so old and torn
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it's calling your name
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this is the nature of the beast
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(this is the nature)
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this is the nature of the beast
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(this is the nature)
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without all this heat
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they'll be dancing west to east
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this is the nature of the beast.
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NATURE OF THE BEAST
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| Spandau Ballet |
