If I could hold Hold out for now With these icecaps melting down With the transistor sound And my Chevrolet terraplane Going around around around Come
Trying to hold, hold out for now But with these ice caps melting down With the transistor sound And my Chevrolet Terra plane Going 'round, 'round, 'round
Oh miles away oh miles away Oh miles away oh miles away. Home my home it's so far I can't go on this way Home my home it's calling me and reaching out
It's nine o'clock in the Chinese Take-Away And I blame the effects on the Gamma Ray, the Gamma Ray Well, losing out on Mah Jong I set my watch to Hong
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So now we talk about destruction 'Bout the way that we might go I've seen the headlines in the papers The truth is more than we should know Somebody
One time in life is all I need to satisfy my senses Delusions of reality are tearing your defenses I never tried to catch the rainbow But in the end I
Somewhere in the desert of the void Beyond the wall We're the last survivors We're the ones who'll never fall Men inside the circle leave the night Darkness
Do you believe in the afterworld or the afterlife? Do you agree there's a place for us beyond our life? Where the timeless call for life is lost and you
Music: Scheepers/ Schlachter Lyrics: Scheepers Are you still satisfied with the situation That you've into for many years now? Time is movin' on your
I have come from so far away from the sunlight of my home And I have seen it's the only way now my sun is dead and gone I raise my head in silent anger
Clock strikes midnight in the palest moonlight As the man walks into my bedroom Heart in hand I hear him speak, "My friend The time has come to rise,
Catch the wind I'm gonna fly away No turning back Forever starts today I am searching for something Something I've never found I am bleeding, still proceeding
I need a new direction Another thought to serve me right My mind has got a affection And there's nothing that seems to help I need to grow an island
Do you believe in justice Or so-called co-existence? What's wrong with politicians? They give their best for you The economic's growin' Some tiny holes
Now all you sinners, this is the prophecy The revelation of your own destiny You had a dream once, a dream that you have sold And now my brothers, annihilation
The businessmen got a job to do The Eastern world is waiting too They're sittin' on a bloodstone calling you a beggar Waitin' for another deal in open
My life, not yours, is that alright? No fight I wanna quit it, no way, is that okay? No don't you dare, don't you dare to touch it with your fingers You