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the teenage philosopher


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Posted Fri Sep 4th, 2009 8:52pm Post subject: my songs 4

DEATH OR GLORY

decades come and go
though some seem to cling
to the freedom in the autunm
and the addiction in the spring

just what we evolved from
a shitty situation
all the people gather round
to hear the decleration

singing for the future
and living in the past
the people stand and stare
while the children point and laugh

CHORUS
when its death or glory
in the old albion story

all your hopes and dreams
cast into the breeze
he starts to get desperate
the pain starts to increase

in the concrete decade of colour
le belle et la bette
its only one last time darling
please try not to fret

the glory days all but gone
it seems strange now
that we were the best of freinds
but its all gone somehow

CHORUS

dream of ebony smiles
watching hipnotic stars explode
only the good die young
is that what history showed

now hes in a daze
trying to remember his name
thinking of his posion
his fortune and his fame

its not easy at all
to be the runt of humanity
taking the abuse
and facing up to reality

CHORUS

TO HELL AND BACK

murder among freinds is allright
as long as you dont get caught
people have their story to tell
from 1916 and tales of where they fought

BRIDGE
in the admiral, you spiral and get out of control
telling everyone you werent on the dole, at my age

CHORUS
to hell and back
you go on the attack
come down from your ivory tower
sit and smell the flowers, with me

you sit in the pub talking once again
conversing into the night
its got to be a shame they say
the thought of your first flight

CHORUS

he doesnt look traumatised to me
you sit and listen to him joke
you fall around laughing
while i sit going up in smoke

CHORUS

GEEZ A TUNE

i dont owe you anything
i dont have to sing
and to the past i wont cling
like all of you do

im supposed to be having fun
but now im reaching for the gun
when in the sun
i see the same old things

i dont think everythings well
as you tell me to know thyself
just you me and no one else
i willingly display my confessions

BRIDGE
display my confessions
in three and a half minute sessions
for all the world to see

CHORUS
just one more show
just one before you go
we made you what you are
we made you a star

when i have no more alabi's
and i ask myself why
after i see you and the entire world cry
i know ill be back for more

once i stop the strip tease
and you denounce the slease
you will hear me cry please
and ill be back for more

\"down with the kids\" is the paramillitary branch of help the aged

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