How can it be the last show? How can it be? How can it be the last show? How can it be? No more spotlights Coming down from heaven It's a goodbye It'
Doing the mess around Push me down into the ground Taste the hands that drink my body Fight me in the dark Wrestle your bones over mine Into our moonless
The trophy that I made for us In fur and gold Got into the wrong pair of hands And truth was sold They bought it for, oh, so much less Then it was worth
I've been roaming around Always looking down and all I see Painted faces fill the places I can't reach You know that I could use somebody You know that
I took my lanes to the sea We had just pressed the shells into our bones And we saw the queen in the sky Gently revealing the treasures of her crowns
bat's mouth He is singing in her bat's mouth He is shaking and dancing in her bat mouth Getting tired and sleepy in her bat mouth And she?s holding
I saw a light I saw a light Coming through the trees I saw a light Coming through the trees Freshly cut lawns And little children sleepwalking I saw
I said, the little leatherwing bat I?ll tell to you the reason that The reason that I fly by night Is because I?ve lost my heart?s delight Howdy dowdy
He who makes a beast out of himself Gets rid of the pain of being a man Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay I tried to drive all
Wasted youth, wasted youth I know that I will never be politically correct And I don't give a damn about my lack of etiquette As far as I'm concerned
You can't run away forever But there's nothing wrong with getting a good head start You want to shut out the night, you want to shut down the sun You
I want my money back say it like you mean it I want my money back I'm gonna rock your world (chorus - hey - hu - hey) It's all or nothing And nothing
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jock's been chasing me round With a great big baseball bat. Don't kick my ass Don't kick my ass Don't kick my ass with a baseball bat, no. Well,
On a hot summer night Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? Will he offer me his mouth? Yes Will he offer me his teeth? Yes Will
I was nothing but a lonely boy looking for something new And you were nothing but a lonely girl But you were something Something like a dream come through
Heaven can wait And a band of Angels wrapped up in my heart Will take me through the lonely night Through the cold of the day And I know, I know Heaven
there's a bat crawling on my neck and it's a big one and it's got your number and it's got mine too and it'd be quite content to feast on you oh my