(R.Gerritsen/B.Hay)
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Mother mother, gotta understand
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That mother mother we've got murder on our hands
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Your sons and your daughters
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Rapin' each other on the steps of a church
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They no longer depend on
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The cry of a wolf in a lightnin' storm
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The scream of a hawk, anxious to get airborne
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The fear of a mouse, crawlin' out of a hole
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Just a few of many stories, waitin' to be told
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Hungry for good
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No boogie in the scheme
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And baby, the sky will never be the same
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From many miles away I came
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From where the gods smile upon you and play, yeah yeah
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Your job may be no good, it's just a passing thing
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The universe will always change
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And I happen to carry a name
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I am, I am, the keeper of the flame
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A message carved into an arm with a shark tooth
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Ever so delicate, ever so smooth
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The truth is only waitin' and it stabs a deeper wound
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Than all the lies you vagabonds have whispered over you
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Hey hey hey, look out for the drifter on a train
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Hey hey hey, look out for a showdown in the rain
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With the keeper of the flame
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Gather all you hunters, and gather all you prey
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Listen to what the wind and the trees have got to say
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To all you marble statues and you bricks of clay
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Blow you all to kingdom come on your judgment day
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Hungry for good
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No boogie in the scheme
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And baby the sky will never be the same
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From many miles away I came
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From where the Gods smile upon you and play, yeah
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Your job may be no good, it's just a passing thing
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The universe will always change
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And I happen to carry a name
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I am, I am, the keeper of the flame
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Keeper Of The Flame
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Golden Earring |