| It sounded good, love, 'til that beautiful song
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| Turned to a plea and a spasm and it all went wrong
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| The coffee grind got bitter, hit you right in the head
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| Tremble like a tambourine poisoned with lead
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| Really dead, love, can’t recall what we saw
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| Take a little wake-up, we’ve been here before
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| And it’s all coming round again
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| And we’re all flashing back
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| And we do what we have to do
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| Time won’t cut no slack
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| We were living in the future
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were kings, we were preachers
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| Now those days are gone
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| We had incubi and succubi
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| Now those days are gone
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| All these pleasures standing by
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| Now those days are gone
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| Well, we thrived on amphetamine, whiskey and gin
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| Taken with a passion stirred and shaken within
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| 'Cos people like us face our demons alike
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| Got that panic in the eye, got that finger in the dyke
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| Now the cheap psychoanalyst will probe and he’ll find
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| The elephant is in the room -we kiss its behind
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| And it’s all coming round again
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| And we’re all flashing back
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| And it seemed like a good idea
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| 'Til the screen went black
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| We were living in the future
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were kings, we were preachers
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| Now those days are gone
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| We had incubi and succubi
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| Now those days are gone
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| All these pleasures standing by
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were burning through our wishes
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were sharing loaves and fishes
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were high on the honey
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| Now those days are gone
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| Forget about the money
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| Now those days are gone
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| And it’s all coming round again
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| And we’re all flashing back
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| And we do what we have to do
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| Time won’t cut no slack
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| We were living in the future
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were kings, we were preachers
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| Now those days are gone
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| We had incubi and succubi
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| Now those days are gone
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| All these pleasures standing by
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were burning through our wishes
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were sharing loaves and fishes
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| Now those days are gone
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| We were high on the honey
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| Now those days are gone
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| Forget about the money
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| Now those days are gone
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| Now those days are gone
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| Now those days are gone
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| Now those days are gone
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| Now those days are gone |