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"The True-Stories-Teller Lyrics"
Back From Somewhere Lyrics
Now you look like you just got back from somewhere Somewhere yeah you know that it's true Together we went nearly to nowhere No
Now you look like you just got back from somewhere Somewhere yeah you know that it's true Together we went nearly to nowhere No
He was a friend and was a foe
Sometimes high, sometimes low
A lion in fictitious realms
A childish hero - overwhelmed
Like the wizard of Oz
Part in the world of prose
The true-stories-teller was always the fool
He's often been blamed, he's never
Where I Began Lyrics
The grass looked greener on the other side So I tried to, snatch myself from your hand Caught a boat to anywhere but Nineveh
known rulesThe grass looked greener on the other side So I tried to, snatch myself from your hand Caught a boat to anywhere but Nineveh
Gone now forever, he's telling no more
We wished we had listened before
(They wished they had listened before)
He made us laugh and furious, too
Never knew what's lies or truth
Superman in wonderland
Played the buffoon till the end
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Running In Circles Lyrics
Even now I find myself Thinking about what we had All this time I wonder why Our good love went bad I fell so
ke the wizard of OzEven now I find myself Thinking about what we had All this time I wonder why Our good love went bad I fell so
Part in a world of prose
The true-stories-teller was always the fool
He's often been blamed, he's never known rules
Gone now forever, he's telling no more
We wished we had listened before
(They wished they had listened before)
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Mexican Wrestler Lyrics
Sometimes I wish that I was an angel A fallen angel who visits your dreams And in those dreams I'd blow you a message that sayse the wizard of Oz
Part in a world of prose
The true-stories-teller was always the fool
He's often been blamed, he's never known rules
Gone now forever, he's telling no more
We wished we had listened before
(They wished they had listened before)
Sometimes I wish that I was an angel A fallen angel who visits your dreams And in those dreams I'd blow you a message that says
Part in a world of prose
The true-stories-teller was always the fool
He's often been blamed, he's never known rules
Gone now forever, he's telling no more
We wished we had listened before
(They wished they had listened before)