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Firebird Album



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They say it's easy
Taking money from a fool,
Well that should teach me, yeah,
How to break a rule.

'Cause it's a mean time out there
Now that the golden days are through.

Outside it's shining,
But it's my time to cry.
No silver lining, yeah,
Only bullets in the sky.

'Cause it's a mean time out there,
Don't let the good times pass you by.

'Cause it's a mean time out there
Once the golden days are through.

I said it's a mean time out there
Now that the golden days are through.

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Yeah you got what you asked for,
You wanted something from me.
You took all 'til I had none,
Now there's no sympathy.

You say you want me to come back,
But there ain't nothing that I need.
There's a time and place
To step back from what used to be.

Watching you walk away from here...
I'm torn down.
I'm torn down.

Nobody gave you a licence
Don't ??? ??? round my home.
Why would I be with you
When I can be on my own?

The people you were deceiving
They saw through you in the end.
Trying hard to be polite
But it seems that I can't pretend.

Watching the empty shell that's left...
I'm torn down.
I'm torn down.

Well, yeah!
I'm torn down.
Well, yeah!
I'm torn down.

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Struggling with confusion,
Disillusionment too,
Turn a man into his shadow,
Crying out from hell.

Between his nightmare visions
He sees nothing, only words.
Mad with the beggar's mind, he's but a stranger,
He's been a stranger to himself.

Suspended on a rope
Inside a bucket down a hole.
Hands are torn and bloody
From the scratching at his soul.

Behind his nightmare visions
He sees nothing, only words.

Mad with a beggar's mind, he's but a stranger,
He's been a stranger to himself.

Between his nightmare visions
He sees nothing, only words.
Mad with the beggar's mind, he's but a stranger,
He's been a stranger to himself.

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I'm so down,
Darkness my ???

I've got to live
In my mind
No one believes
In your ???

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Time, that's what I said.
Seems like you're losing out,
You better commit.

Take it all, the rest is a blur.
Must be some other way
To have your fun.

'Cause you felt deep inside
You were way out of line, yeah.

Pick it up when you've had enough.
Say that it's hear in the end,
Or maybe ???

Understand we all have a place
If you think that it's some kind of game
Well show some grace.

'Cause you felt in your heart
It was wrong from the start.

'Cause you felt deep inside
You were way out of line,
And you felt in your heart
It was wrong from the start.

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Sunday morning passed me by;
Left me in a sleepy, sorry haze.
??? yes it's time.
Light a smoke, it keeps me wide awake.

If you're asking for my help,
Don't even try.

Pistons moving, making pace.
Leading me towards the foolish pace
Downturned faces everywhere
Tears and moans have got me all the way.

If you're asking for my help,
Don't even try.

Don't even tell me
Which way to go.

I just had to raise a smile
Inside this hole.

If you're asking for my help,
Don't even try.
Time wouldn't tell me
Which way to go.

I just had to raise a smile
Inside this hole.

Time wouldn't tell me
Which way to go.

I just had to raise a smile
Inside this hole.

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I'm on my way
Rad times where all can stay.
Just moving on
I paid the price and then I'm gone.

Sincere.
Now I make it clear.

There was truth in what you said.
Words that stayed and spun
A log inside my head.

No more needing to be told.
Now I find I can believe this hardened sole.

How did it end?
We're driven round the bend.

???
They claim the prize and then they're gone.

Sincere.
Now I make it clear.

There was truth in what you said.
Words that stayed and spun
A log inside my head.

No more needing to be told.
Now I find I can believe this hardened sole.

There was truth in what you said.
Words that stayed and spun
A log inside my head.

No more needing to be told.
Now I find I can believe this hardened sole.

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Sitting on his backside
He feels like a king.
Handing out the orders,
Well that's his thing.

Says it was the first time
His work load was high,
Dishing out the wages
Is such a ride.

Seems I'm moaning,
Fat cat groaning.

Smoking like a bastard,
He kicks back and smiles.
??? Pays his lunches
???

Says it was the first time
His pay cheque was high.
Pissing off the workers,
He'll suck you dry.

Seems I'm moaning,
Fat cat groaning.

Seems I'm moaning,
Fat cat groaning.

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Well every day
The people play
To drown themselves
In the whiskey water

Where's feeling's high
It's double time
???
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I could be wrong
???
I need a glass
Just to swab me over

We take a drink
We start to see
I don't recall when
I felt so sober

Caught in the mire,
That's where I am.
???
Do you understand?

It's such a shame
???
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We know we've found
We're losing ground,
I don't recall
???

Caught in the mire,
That's where I am.
???
Do you understand?

Caught in the mire
That's where I am
???
Do you understand?

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All I want to know there inside
is Those whose wanted more will soon find
The journey i must be in could be long

And all the time it takes  ???

???
Time will show
???
Through the fields I will go

The place i need to be in sooth my heart
The land I long to see keeps me calm

???
Time will show
???
Through the fields I will go

To that place I miss so

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