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Melting Clocks

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I CAN FIGURE MYSELF IN MY ROOM
SCENES THAT PASS BEFORE MY EYES
SO MANY AND FELLOWS DRINK AND AND SING
SO MANY THINGS THAT CAN BE DONE IN TWO

THE CITY GETS BIGGER AS THE NIGHTS COME DOWN
WE LEAVE THE HOTEL ANDWE DRIVE TO THE SHOW
SOMETIMES EXCITED BUT SOMETIMES FELLING LOW
BUT FOR SURE THIS PLEASURE STARTS TO GROW

OH NO! DON´T SHOW ME HOW THINGS MUST BE
OH NO! SO DON´T LET THE BEAULTY WORDS DYING

THE MELTING CLOKS OF THE PAINTINING BY DALI SPOPPING THE TIME IS THE REAL GROWING KEY
AMONG THE LIVING I WALK TO THE STREET
JUST MY GUITAR AND MY CAR SET ME FREE
CAN CALL ME STRANG BUT CAN´T CALL ME LAZY
WEAK IN FLESH BUT HOW TO GRAB THE WORLD

THE CITY GETS BIGGER AS THE NIGHTS COME DOWN
DARKNESS COMES TO EMBRACE OUR SOUND
A WOMAN´S FLESH CAN BRING YOU FUN AND JOY
A WOMEN´S LIE COULD REALY HURT A LOT

OH NO! A CROWD, A FLAME AND SOME FUNNY YEARS
OH DON´T YOU KNOW THAT SHOUTS CAN SEND GRACE AND FEAR

THE MELTING CLOCKS OF THE PAINTINING BY DALL
SHOPPING THE TIME IS THE REAL GROWING KEY
AMONG THE LIVING I WALK TO THE STREET
JUST MY GUITAR AND MY CAR SET ME FREE

Compositores: Fernando Luis Tellaroli (Odd Job), Alexandre Meyer Lana
ECAD: Obra #39183029 Fonograma #44741079

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