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Artists:

Eurythmics


Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · They Ate Themselves (The Robot Ate Me) · B-Sides Themselves (Marillion) · Tales Don't Tell Themselves (Funeral for a Friend) · Draw Attention To Themselves (Yves Klein Blue) – and 10 other albums »


Once you felt alive
Present for a time
Those below you whore themselves
Those above you know

You're a friend of mine
Bound by chains and wires
fun-packed
The contract, still intact

The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves, after all
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for
Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin 
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all 
It's a competitive world
Everything
more power
Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive
fun-packed
The contract, still intact

The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves, after all
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for
more power
Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin 
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all 
It's a competitive
more power
Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive
fun-packed
The contract still intact

[Chorus]
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves after all
The grabbing hands grab all they can
and measure planets by parallax
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation
I feel like Rockwell,
more power
Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin

The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all

It's a competitive
But before she left, 
She told me about her life
How she'd a backing singer for the Eurythmics, 
At mavee 1985.
But now I'm thinking, 
This must
colors I find my faith
Cause I remember every word that lady used to say

She said that hearts can't break themselves
Looking for something, leaving
stay 
Close to what he had to say 
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me
For not it's a part of you
fun-packed
The contract, still intact

The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves, after all
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for
fun-packed
The contract, still intact

The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves, after all
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for
fun-packed
The contract, still intact

The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves, after all
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for
pray

If My people called by My name
If they'll humble themselves and pray
If My people called by My name
If they'll humble themselves and pray
someone so much greater than themselves
Someone so much greater than themselves
You've made us ready

Shine like the Son
Shine like the Son
Shine like
fun-packed
The contract still intact

[Chorus:]
The grabbing hands grab all they can
All for themselves after all
The grabbing hands grab all they can
Confidence
Taken in
By a sun tan
And a grin 
The grabbing hands
Grab all they can
All for themselves
After all 
It's a competitive world
Everything
..find themselves 2x

A lot of people trust in the pope of Rome
The only hope for my people is King David's throne
The only throne on earth that represents the truth
This ain't love
This is hate
Get it straight
Take a break
Donnybrook

Pretty pictures of the queens themselves
You had my 8 by ten on your shelf
Found myself in a strange town
Though I've only been here for three weeks now
I've got blisters on my feet
Trying to find a friend in Oxford Street
I
Found myself in a strange town
Though I've only been here for three weeks now
I've got blisters on my feet
Trying find a friend in Oxford Street
From the lives we used to live
Closed off
Muffled souls
These are fountains without water
Mists driven by a violent storm
And for them the blackness