Human League lyrics
Human League lyrics
"Almost Medieval lyrics"
I Kill Children lyrics
I kill children I love to see them die I kill children And make their mamas cry Crush 'em under my car I wanna hear them scream Feed 'em poison candy To spoil their
I kill children I love to see them die I kill children And make their mamas cry Crush 'em under my car I wanna hear them scream Feed 'em poison candy To spoil their
There's something in your soul that makes me feel so old In fact I think I've died about six hundred times There's less of me now and more of me then I'm moving back to the age of men Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet Soft lenses Grow to glasses Small world Dimly seen through cataracts Your program Newspaper So they say Rumour spread by word of mouth Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling off this rotting ladder Soft lenses Grow to glasses Small world Dimly seen through cataracts Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dDeep In The Blackest Hole lyricsust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling off this rotting ladder Your program Newspaper So they say Rumour spread by word of mouth Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling through this rotting ladder There'
Music by P. Wagner, S. Efthimiadis.Lyrics by P. Wagner.Hey, what have they done to you?Say, do you mean what you do?Just like a spark that fell aside, or what -you'A Moment's Sadness lyricss something in your soul that makes me feel so old In fact I think I've died about six hundred times There's less of me now and more of me then I'm moving back to the age of men Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office swings the man on the gibbet
I sing this song of tears for you Distilled emotions passing through I still remember a last caress I want to hold you again.... This road goes on Beside, my hea