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Jun 2020
I thought you were an angel
You touched me like a pair of leaves
But you weren't no stranger
Lost in the big city

I'm an obvious razor
You looked like you wanted to kiss
I bicycle to silly love songs
Please don't be afraid of this
I want to hold your hand
Cause the sound of my impending doom
And the sound of your heartbeat
Makes for one hell of a tune

Ain't it funny how the clock on your wall
Counts down the hours to my life
I always feel so out of place
...

If melting clocks don't change your mind
Then I don't know but I ain't got time to find out
I gotta move, I gotta dance
Cause the beat goes on and on
If melting clocks don't change your mind
Then I don't know but I ain't got time to stay still
I gotta move, I gotta dance
Cause the beat goes on and on

Do you think God was careless when He
Cut my figure out of stone
Do you think that He meant to give me
Two arms and legs to flail alone
Ants roll me down the hill
They call me the tumbling dice
If I've thought about dying young once
Then I've thought about being alive twice

Once when I wanted to be you
Twice when you wanted to kiss me
A third time when I felt out of place
...

If melting clocks don't change your mind
Then I don't know but I ain't got time to stay still
I gotta move, I gotta dance
Cause the beat goes on and on
If melting clocks don't change your mind
Then I don't know but I ain't got time to find out
I gotta move, I gotta dance
Cause the beat goes on and on

The beat goes on
The beat goes on
The beat goes
Darling, you're the one I want to dance
English Jam
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English Jam  122/Dead (somewhat)
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