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It s an old profession
of subtle artillery.
Rough wheels meshing ---
button out, button in.

The tall General will mine
a few bridges tonight,
stroking soft machinery.
Fanfare at dawn
courting green steel
lined up for World War One
(Two, Three, Four).

It s an old profession
of subtle artillery.
Rough wheels meshing ---
on a landscape with no trees.

The tall General points
to the distance ---
disconnects his power supply.
Writes a stiff note to his nearest
and dearest ---
he takes the battle plan
and contemplates his fly.

The tall General
flies by the seat of history.
The tall General
is crossing.
The tall General
he thinks inevitability.
The tall General
is definitely crossing.
With spit and with polish ---
time for desperate measures.
The pain in the forehead
from holding up to the pressures
of life on the rim
of the convenient alliance.
Out on the rim ---
let me out on the rim.

The tall General will walk
across the compound
with his briefcase and I.D.
Later they ll post him
seemingly missing ---
he s gone to be a Generalski.

Tekst :

It s hard to say I m sorry.
May we just forget about today.
You see, I fly by night.
I fly by night.

I laid my love beside the door
and left you sleeping on the floor.
So long. I fly by night,
I fly by night.

And though you might think it s too bad of me
I have to leave you with used memories.

I have no stomach for the dawn.
I feel I should be moving on
and so I fly by night.

Now lady luck s deserted me.
The ghosts of love stand clear to see.
They also fly by night.

Strange figures in the dark.
Did Cupid strike and leave his mark?
It seems his arrows fly by night.
They fly by night.
Let s fly.

Tekst :

There s a light in the house in the wood in the valley.
There s a thought in the head of the man.
Who carries his dreams like the coat slung on his shoulder,
Bringing you love in the cap in his hand.
And each step he takes is one half of a lifetime:
no word he would say could you understand.
So he bundles his regrets into a gesture of sorrow,
Bringing you love cap in hand.
Catching breath as he looks through the dining-room window:
candle lit table for two has been laid.
Strange slippers by the fire.
Strange boots in the hallway.
Put my cap on my head.
I turn and walk away.

You re the one I ve been waiting on
What took you - What took you so long
I d just about given up on this
Oh yeah - oh yeah don t you wish
That you could go and forget about me
But that...

We can go up north, we can go down south
Go out west, we can go out east
Anywhere the wind blows, any place you wanna be
Feels like home, home sweet home to me

I wanna be, I wanna be, baby, wanna be your...

That I would be good even if i did nonthing
that I would be good even if i got the thumbs down
that I would be good if i got and stayed sick
that I would be good even if I gained ten pounds

that I would be fine...

Gold dust woman,
Take your silver spoon
And dig your grave

One last challenge
Pick your path and I ll pray

Wake up in the morning
See your sunlight ---burning -- to go down
Lousy lovers -- pick their preys

Pennyless

Blind soul lost in Chicago
She fell asleep under a bridge
Drowning out the sound of her sorrow
She s finding it hard to exist

She keeps running into herself
Hoping to find somebody else
She keeps running into herself
Hoping that she ll get out of wonderland

Fame and fortune didn t become her
So she says pennyless
Needing...