(Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas)
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"The songs and the music that I portray comes from the heart, and comes from the mind. That makes it... that makes me feel that I am delivering the right information"
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Can you make it your own
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Can you take it by the throat
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Make your own luck, learn the skills
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Get in early for the kill
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It carries on
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Pick up the weapon
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Marry it, give it your name
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Define yourself by it
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Take it down 'the disco
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Trigger happy, pulling power
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Lady killer, take 'em out
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See the weirdos on the hill
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Come to get you if you stand still
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It carries on
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Somewhere in history you were wronged
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Teach your children to bang the drum
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Tell all your family, tell all your friends
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Teach your brothers to avenge
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It carries on
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Or you could love
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You could love
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Lie down in the flowers
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In the blue of the air
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Open your eyes
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Why use up your life for anything else?
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No need to fight for what everyone has
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What do you need?
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It's already there
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It's already there
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You could love
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So he carried the stars in his pocket
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Drank the sunrise till he was drunk
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He embraced the angels
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They swam like little minnows in his blood
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Ghosts in his eyes
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Out walking beside him
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Laughing like children in his mind
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They chanted his mantra together
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You could love
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They were happy
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A Few Words For The Dead
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Marillion |