| He’s got a delicate sound, he knows how to roll the stones
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| He’s walking like a thunder where ever he goes
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| Everybody admires him with full respect
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| Longing for his great sound that the crowd will beg
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| Now it’s time to climb back in and put out the tune
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| And no chance to come out 'fore next day noon
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| It’s time to get buried and create the beast
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| With a number one hit you leave the net in peace
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| Back to the audio back to the audio back to the audio
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| Back to the audio back to the studio back to the audio
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| (I made with a beastie a deal)
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| The machine is on, it is time to press play
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| While his girl calls asking him to come home again
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| He’ll put out a tune with pure flesh and blood
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| Spending five days in a studio in a row
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| Back to the audio back to the audio back to the studio
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| Back to the audio back to the studio back to the audio
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| Back to the audio back to the audio back to the studio
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| Back to the audio back to the studio back to the audio
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (with all the promises he makes)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (he tends to live his feelings all alone)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (he'd walk beside her if he could)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (a master of the fantasy of truth)
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| He’s really obsessed with
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| This rhythm that flows thru his instincts
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| This rhythm won’t leave him in peace
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| Before he will get it for me
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| (I made with a beastie a deal)
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| He puts out all his senses
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| And sets up in his mind, all his fences
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| He has to be closed to get connected in. to
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| The phrase of the universe, the mind within
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| (I made with a beastie a deal)
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| Back to the audio back to the audio back to the studio
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| Back to the audio back to the studio back to the audio
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| Back to the audio back to the audio back to the studio
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| Back to the audio back to the studio back to the audio
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (no-one can see what he is missing)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (he tends to live his feelings all alone)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (he'd walk beside her if he could)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (he has to fill his duty all alone)
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| (I made with a beastie a deal)
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| Everybody admires him and his odd life
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| And his absence makes his girl only dream about being a lovelylovely wife
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| These days of creating are making him wait in, fainting
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| Painting his tireness to his wonderwall
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| Can’t you understand, they need more…
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| The long distance call in a studio hall…
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| Why the walls are so fuckin' tall?
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| Back to the audio back to the audio back to the studio
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| Back to the audio back to the studio back to the audio
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| Back to the audio back to the audio back to the studio
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| Back to the audio back to the studio back to the audio
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (with all the promises he makes)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (he tends to live his feelings all alone)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (he'd walk beside her if he could)
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| He’s such a lovely guy
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| (a master of the fantasy of truth) |