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Mayday, Mayday - Spass an Bord (Die Jungen Zillertaler) · Mayday Parade (Mayday Parade) · Mayday Parade (Mayday Parade) · Mayday Parade (Mayday Parade) · Acoustic: Friends and Total Strangers [Acoustic EP] (Blind Willie Johnson) · I See You, You See Me (The Magic Numbers) · I See You, You See Me (The Magic Numbers) · I See You, You See Me (The Magic Numbers) · Friends and Friends of Friends, Vol. 5 (Hey Marseilles) · Do You See What I See? (The Bar-Kays) – and 90 other albums »


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He's waiting 
He's waiting for you 
Lost again
My dearest friend 
Looks like your
Lost again 
My dearest friend 

Mayday (Mayday
place in the freak parade
See my face in the freak parade.
In a world full of freaks
You can creep, you can crawl
But the world's biggest freak
Is
you're all right.
Just a whisper and I dreamed you cry,
But I survived, courageous here ...
And in other words ...on other worlds.

And when my hands begin
place in the freak parade
See my face in the freak parade.
In a world full of freaks
You can creep, you can crawl
But the world's biggest freak
Is
the clique, and oh, you know they ain't got far to go
That's when I grab em by the neck, hit 'em with that RKO
Outta nowhere, I'm on my viper shit
Might just
murderin' this track and you won't see no blood
Cause I got my dodger groove on
They ask what squad are you on
Strange gang nigga, 'till I'm stiff with
you're all right.
Just a whisper and I dreamed you cry,
But I survived, courageous here ...
And in other words ...on other worlds.

And when my hands begin
find the words to say,
I know I need to see you and feel you.
These days just aren't
The way they used to be.

Scream out my name!

Wait! we're
I dream of places that I've been
I close my eyes and see the faces of my friends
I know we'll meet again

Fourteen hour trip into Spain
Walking
reflects
Your hair's a mess

It's lovely imperfections
My crew and I
The clear blue skies
Sail on, with pirates on parade
Sail on, you pirates
as my life goes by
There's no doorbell ringing, no sweet sounds of singing
Just a silent room where tears won't dry

Life is sad when people hurt you
Sad
and the dreamdoll saleslady sits at the reception desk. Without prompting she goes into her rap: "This is the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging, those you are about
supposed to be.
Don't you see the life that you are missing?
And he says
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before
supposed to be.
Don't you see the life that you are missing?
And he says
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my
supposed to be.
Don't you see the life that you are missing?

And he says...
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think
how dare you son
Step around the booth when I'm on
The microphone magician says poof, you're gone with the wind

There's no trace of your friends
the child
When I held the little girl in my arms, I was glad of the offer I'd made
She said, "Thank you, mister, for holding me up; I wanted to see
to the bitter end
Farewell to old friends
Will you forgive me when I see you again?

You had a good time
Drinking all of our wine
After the show
We all rode
Yeah

Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clapping
Raining on my window pane and praying I make something happen
A preacher's
Come see my grave
'Cause in it you'll lay
When I am on parade
Hope brings the day

I heard next one's not much fun
Anchor played me dumb
And I
And made it through

When friends are hard to find
And life seems so unkind
Sometimes you feel so afraid

Just aim beyond the clouds
And rise above
how dare you son
Step around the booth when I'm on
The microphone magician says poof, you're gone with the wind

There's no trace of your friends
how dare you son
Step around the booth when I'm on
The microphone magician says poof, you're gone with the wind

There's no trace of your friends
how dare you son
Step around the booth when I'm on
The microphone magician says poof, you're gone with the wind

There's no trace of your friends
down to the rides on East Parade
By the lights of the Palace Arcade and watch night
Coming down on the Sovereign Light Café

I'm begging you for some