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Let me take you on a trip / Around the world and back / And you won’t have to move, you just sit still / Now let your mind do the walking

Sex jibe husband murders wifeBomb blast victim fights for lifeGirl thirteen attacked with knifePrincess Di is wearing a new dressJet airliner shot from skyFamine horror, millions dieEarthquake terror figures risePrincess Di is wearing a new dressYou can’t change the worldBut you can change the factsAnd when you change the factsYou change points of viewIf you change points of viewYou may change a voteAnd when you change a voteYou may change the worldIn black townships fires blazeProspects better premier sayswithin sight are golden daysPrincess Di is wearing a new dressYou can’t change the worldBut you can change the factsAnd when you change the factsYou change points of viewIf you change points of viewYou may change a voteAnd when you change a voteYou may change the world

No need to feel ashamed / There’s nothing to be gained / When your dreams are in the past / Like stars we crush and burn

You’ll be the killer / I’ll be the corpse / You’ll be the thriller / And I’ll be the drama, of course

I stand still stepping on a shady streetAnd I watch that man to a strangerYou think you’ll only know meWhen you turn on the lightNow the room is lit red dangerComplicating, circulatingNew life, new lifeOperating, generatingNew life, new lifeTransition to another placeSo that time will pass more slowlyYour features fuseAnd your shadow’s redLike a film I’ve seen now show meComplicating, circulatingNew life, new lifeOperating, generatingNew life, new lifeThe place is hidden and we’re out of sightAnd the road just leads to nowhereThe stranger in the doorIs the same as beforeSo the question answer’s nowhereComplicating, circulatingNew life, new lifeOperating, generatingNew life, new lifeI stand still stepping on a shady streetAnd I watch that man to a strangerYou think you’ll only know meWhen you turn on the lightNow the room is liquid red dangerComplicating, circulatingNew life, new lifeOperating, generatingNew life, new life

Keep telling myself / That people are good / Whisper it under my breath / So I don’t forget

I am happy that I have youEven though you’re not here nowI know somewhere you are dreamingThough it’s definitely not of meIt doesn’t matter if this all shattersNothing lasts foreverBut I’m prayingThat we’re staying togetherI am warmed by your friendshipEven when you’re far awayAnd I’m happy in the knowledgeWe may never see the dayWhen I kiss you & you kiss meDon’t pretend you miss meThe worst kind of diseased mindIs one filled with jealousyIf we should meet againDon’t try to solve the puzzleJust lay down next to meAnd please don’t move a muscleI will thank you, most of all, forThe respect you have for meI’m embarrassed; it overwhelms meBecause I don’t deserve anyI doesn’t matter if this all shattersNothing lasts for everBut I’m prayingThat we’re staying together

Here is the houseWhere it all happensThose tender momentsUnder this roofBody and soul come togetherAs we come closer togetherAnd as it happensIt happens hereIn this houseAnd I feel your warmthAnd it feels like homeAnd there’s someoneCalling on the telephoneLet’s stay homeIt’s cold outsideAnd I have so muchTo confide to youWith or without wordsI’ll confide everythingHere is the houseWhere it all happensThose tender momentsUnder this roofBody and soul come togetherAs we come closer togetherAnd as it happensIt happens hereIn this houseSo we stay at homeAnd I’m by your sideAnd you knowWhat’s going on insideInside my heartInside this houseAnd I just want toLet it out for youAnd I feel your warmthAnd it feels like homeAnd I feel your warmthAnd it feels like homeHere is the houseWhere it all happensThose tender momentsUnder this roofBody and soul come togetherAs we come closer together

Well it’s about timeIt’s beginning to hurtTime you made up your mindJust what is it all worthAll my useless adviceAll my hanging aroundAll your cutting down to sizeAll my bringing you downWatch the clock on the wallFeel the slowing of timeHear a voice in the hallEchoing in my mindAll your stupid idealsYou’ve got your head in the cloudsYou should see how it feelsWith your feet on the groundHere I stand the accusedWith your fist in my faceFeeling tired and bruisedWith the bitterest tasteAll my useless adviceAll my hanging aroundAll your cutting down to sizeAll my bringing you downAll your stupid idealsYou’ve got your head in the cloudsYou should see how it feelsWith your feet on the ground

Here is a song / From the wrong side of town / Where I’m bound / To the ground