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A little later in the day Mother and the Doctor went away
They left me lying on the floor
Heading for local church, no a trace of guilt in their eyes
The reverend Sammael, the venom of GOD himself
And so easy to convert
Conspiracy, I'm being victimized again
Knocking at the preacher's door
none of them were ever here before
Sammael, GOD in his eyes, leads them into the silent room
Oh such a holy gloom
Doctor: "Priest, do You remember King, the loony one
the one who killed his Grandma' up on the hill?"
Priest: "Yes I do"
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You'll bruise their hearts, child. You'll live their lives? You'll fill their
shoes, child? You'll still be right? You'll speak your words, child. You're
still nieve. You'll tell your lies, child. They'll still believe. All you've
ever said about them, it was never right. Has all you've learned here been
forgotten? You're the perfect light? Don't strain your head, child, thinking
for them. Don't place the blame, child. Your time will come.
All you've ever thought about them, it was never right. Your "open mind" is
sealed and settled, locked and bolted
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Words and music by Roddy Frame
"Hey baby, baby bring your love to me"
Repeats the radio relentlessly
All day I dream a dream where feelings flee
In free formation.
The sweetest sound reflects in saddened eyes
Defies description and identifies
The heart that hungers for the sudden skies
The souls migration.
Chorus:
How sweet to fly
To touch the sky
To feel in the flow
Like the one who glides there.
I feel we flew
We never knew
But to know is to go
When your heart resides there.
I take a winter coat and walk the square
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Goin' to Graceland
We're goin' today!
I'm so happy I just can't wait!
Gonna see the place where Elvis Presley died
When we get to Graceland
We'll have to ride a bus
We'd better watch our language
Or the guards will beat us up
We'll get to make some cheap jokes
And buy cheaper souvenirs
If this were Disneyworld
I'd buy a pair of Elvis ears
They say it costs eight-fifty
Just to see his house
Where they keep all his records
And his fifteen foot long couch
It might seem like a rip-off
But I'm goin' anyway
We're goin' to Graceland today
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