Loose wheels of a rusty car
Quiet high streets of the Tudor city
Passengers of the end of joy
Happiness can only be bought nowadays
Falling
Falling
Falling out of paradise
The priest sleeps on the bench outside
His children moved down south
Workers strike as prices hike
Industrial suicide
The bankruptcy of a population
Machinery can't complain
A Lonely busker wipes the sweat
The Buildings lie empty, Silent
Falling
Falling
Falling out of paradise
Falling
Falling
Falling out of Paradise
Dom Hunt - Falling Out of Paradise. Lyrics
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Loose wheels of a rusty car
Quiet high streets of the Tudor city
Passengers of the end of joy
Happiness can only be bought nowadays
Falling
Falling
Falling out of paradise
The priest sleeps on the bench outside
His children moved down south
Workers strike as prices hike
Industrial suicide
The bankruptcy of a population
Machinery can't complain
A Lonely busker wipes the sweat
The Buildings lie empty, Silent
Falling
Falling
Falling out of paradise
Falling
Falling
Falling out of Paradise
Quiet high streets of the Tudor city
Passengers of the end of joy
Happiness can only be bought nowadays
Falling
Falling
Falling out of paradise
The priest sleeps on the bench outside
His children moved down south
Workers strike as prices hike
Industrial suicide
The bankruptcy of a population
Machinery can't complain
A Lonely busker wipes the sweat
The Buildings lie empty, Silent
Falling
Falling
Falling out of paradise
Falling
Falling
Falling out of Paradise
Writer: Dom Hunt
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