Lyrics:
it's unclear
Where we'll be this time next year
Oh, strange days
Strange days
Girls and boys are rushing to be on show
What's the hurry
hard and slow
Does he want it need it
I might never know
The boy feels strange
Oh the boy has changed
Looking from my tower
I can see his
The clock keeps ticking
When someone's on your mind
On your mind
I'm moving in slow motion
Feels so good
It's a strange anticipation
Knock, knock,
They put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look a gift horse in the mouth
Sergeant, Sergeant, don't you feel
There's something wrong
The time keeps ticking
When someone's on your mind
On your mind
I'm moving in slow motion
Feels so good
It's a strange anticipation
Knock, knock,
The time keeps ticking
When someone's on your mind
On your mind
I'm moving in slow motion
Feels so good
It's a strange anticipation
Knock, knock,
Or the boy that he was, still wet in the ears?
Or the terrible sum of all of his fears,
In the eyes of this stranger who meets him?
So his glance rarely
Or maybe she's the quiet type who's into heavy metal
Boy, you got to get it settled
Cause she's breaking your heart
Don't try to put on an act
You
me by
Mothers on the stoop
Boys in souped-up coupes
On this hot summer night
Between fight and flight
Is the blind man's sight
listen to me
Be brave and set Geronimo free
Governor, Governor, 'ain't it strange
You never see a car on the Indian range
Oh boys take me back
I
Dead boy stares
Strange to meet you
Dead boy cares
So great to see you
Is it time to go
It's a place I know
I can't read your mind
I
the window down
Feel like I'm gonna drown in this strange town
Feel broken down
Feel broken down
Do you need me
Like I need you
Or am I standing still
me by
Mothers on the stoop
Boys in souped-up coupes
On this hot summer night
Between fight and flight
Is the blind man's sight
Margareth Thatcher on TV
Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing
It seems strange that she should be offended
The same orders are given
Strange fear I ain't felt for years
The boy's coming and I'm close to tears
I can't let go of you now
Imagination's playing round for free
In my
Strange fear I ain't felt for years,
The boy's coming and I'm close to tears, I can't let go of you now.
Imagination's playing round for free, in my
listen to me
Be brave and set Geronimo free
Governor, governor, isn't it strange
You never see your car on the Indian range.
Hey, boys take me back
I
what they're sayin'
Roulette, everybody's playin'
I grew up here on this street
Where nothin' moves, just a strange breeze
In a town full
it, so I said 'cool, you can keep her'
Long as you satisfy me
But as the weeks went by I, I started feelin' strange
Somethin' was deep in my heart,
Like A Man
I still feel like a boy and you feel like a girl in my hand
I'm gonna Walk Like A Man, Walk Like A Man
I'm still waiting on the revelation
impressions
Of a strange drug
Set the leathery skin of a female
Straddling a furnace
Illuminates in blue
Hands melt against its surface
Feel no pain
You took me by surprise
When you turn and look me in my eyes
Boy you really blow my mind
I don't know what's gotten into me
But, God, I think I
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
to the core, mule, I'm a stubborn ass
Maybe that's why I feel so strange
Got it all, but I still won't change
Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit
It's
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