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How many miles to Babylon?
Threescore and ten.
Can I get there by candlelight?
Yes, and back again.
How many miles to Babylon?
Threescore and ten.

Now I feel a void inside
Like an old man in his restless fight
Threescore men and threescore more
Cannot place me as I was before

Dry away my tears
Not

is short and wears away

Just alike, both mine and thine
Hasten quick to their decline
Thine's a summer, mine no more
Though repeated to threescore

It's So Obvious

Wire

Pink Flag [1989 Bonus Track]

1977

It's so obvious, it's here, it's there
It's not just the colour
It must be more, at Least seventeen-threescore
This is seventy-seven, nearly

see me.
now you don't.
now you say you love me.
pretty soon you won't.

if we get our full threescore and ten,
we won't pass this way again.
so kiss me

The Days of Our Age

Chris de Burgh

Moonfleet & Other Stories

2010

The days of our age are threescore years and ten
And though men be so strong that they come
To fourscore years yet is their strength then
But

back again
Allotment of threescore and ten
How much time's been spent
Many lifetimes ago, when the air was thick
The summer bright with hope
No such

Sleepwalking Past Hope

H.I.M.

Venus Doom

2007

So I paint you no more

My hell begins from the 10th and descends to the circle
Six hundred threescore and six
And from there I crawl beneath

Fooling the blind
(Tradition of vain disgrace)
Divine Right of Kings is Mine
(Of the truth there is no trace) 

Twelve hundred and three-score years,

kill off all ambition 
Lifestyle born threescore ago and yet they claim tradition 
By the time they see what's wrong in critical condition 
Huxley got it

Beast inside the vaccine I don't even know
One thing is fasho
Don't knock at my door
Six three-score six
I won't take no chip
You can take my whip
You can

live our lives in three dimensions for our threescore and alotted years
Yet every branch of contemporary science from statistics to cosmology alludes

show no fear

He said the Bible gives us three-score and ten
The rest is borrowed time
Make the most to the end
We waist our lives by looking back
Son

threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in

threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in

Working myself to death and living in the red
I planted threescore seeds behind the tractor shed
Twenty-seven kilos is a demon stash to store
My

and threescore
While the one that writes the songs well e's been here before
But the one that likes the nights out 
Is just a teenaged whore on the make
Giving

threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in

Three-score hundrets arrayed along those ramparts
With their watchmen we could scarce confer.
Thrice enough to fill Prydwen we went with Arthur.
None but seven