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Steve Harley And Cockney Rebel - Death Trip Lyrics




so now we're on a death trip
listen to the blood drip
oozing from a curled lip
ever thought of dying slowly
ever thought of dying totally unholy

someone's trying to fool us
maybe it's their daughters
can you hear the Walrus
offering a sad solution
he's calling out for teenage revolution
and "Can you think of one good reason to remain?"

to you, afficianados
fooling with bravado
to keep me on my guard-o
and cause a consciousness explosion
it's getting difficult to keep my mind in motion

images of sunshine
lease to make the words rhyme
let me die in eight time
let me write a tale to no-one
let me write a tale to make you think you're someone
and "Can you think of one good reason to remain?"

interval:
we'll grow Sweet Ipomoea
to make us feel much freer
then take a pinch of Schemeland
and turn it into Dreamland
"softly, Lautrec," she whispered in awe,
"build me a picture of children at war"
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so now we're on a death trip
listen to the blood drip
oozing from a curled lip
ever thought of dying slowly
ever thought of dying totally unholy

someone's trying to fool us
maybe it's their daughters
can you hear the Walrus
offering a sad solution
he's calling out for teenage revolution
and "Can you think of one good reason to remain?"

to you, afficianados
fooling with bravado
to keep me on my guard-o
and cause a consciousness explosion
it's getting difficult to keep my mind in motion

images of sunshine
lease to make the words rhyme
let me die in eight time
let me write a tale to no-one
let me write a tale to make you think you're someone
and "Can you think of one good reason to remain?"

interval:
we'll grow Sweet Ipomoea
to make us feel much freer
then take a pinch of Schemeland
and turn it into Dreamland
"softly, Lautrec," she whispered in awe,
"build me a picture of children at war"
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Writer: STEVE HARLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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