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Or win just by givin' his thoughts 'n' views 

[Chorus]

You would hear that Ryan's skilled 
Might even hear Ryan kills 
You will never hear Ryan
Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm lyin still
In a lonely spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his native land
In the place that they call
MacNamara's band

Right now we are rehearsing for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant to Ireland came he
is MacNamara's band

Right now we are rehearsing for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant
MacNamara's band

Right now we are rehearsing for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant to Ireland came he
MacNamara's band

Right now we are rehearsing for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant to Ireland came he
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
is MacNamara's band

Right now we are rehearsin' for a very swell affair
The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there
When General Grant
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
feet now
9 to 5 got you beat now
You working hard to save
Inflation like a tidal wave

Are we free like we want to be
Tell me are we free like we
LAZY ALLEY MIND FILLED MY CRAZY HEAD WITH CRACK (Romans 1:28)
SPOOKY LITTLE SPINNER SO WE CALLLED UP THE JACK (Galatians 5:21)
FELT MY FEET DANGLING
Who ever knew that we two 
Could be free as we'd fancy, 

Fancy is free 
But are we bound 
To each other by love, 
To each other by love? 

Who
and loneliness
For Christ has set me free
For we are more than conquerors
Through his love now I can see
That I am

Free
Free to lift my hands
Free to say Amen
intend to stay with me
Tell me why
When we have come this far
We're happy as we are
But now

How can I feel right
When you're not by my side
Strange that
tenant packed the attic
With news of days passed
Oily rags they couldn't part with

Explosions are over and everyone is older
Ryan is driving and had
As swiftly and as soundly as we slept 
Oh, God, please? 

Tiny nanobots will try to fix your broken heart 

Jacob's paranormal tendencies are duly noted
(Mike Pinder) As time goes by you will see That we're going to be free You and me, we'll touch the sky Can you see in your mind's eye That we are one
Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm lyin still
In a lonely spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his native land
In the place that they call
As free as a couple of runaways

We speak in sign language
Unknown to sleepers and spies
With or without direction
I'll be here by your side

We are beyond
definitely giving up when the world's so cold
Wake in the morning, remember when we used to be so free?
Now you're just so frozen, and you've been saying
The horizon is open
Love is a ceiling, feelings are reeling, free as the air

Forever on and forever
Forever on, side by side
Whoever knew that we two
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side