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cranberries — The Icicle Melts

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Baby I would do anything for you Nobody's ever treated me quite like you do I've wasted too much time I've wasted too...
Shout shout shout Delilah Shout shout shout at the top of your lungs Shout shout shout Delilah Shout shout shout until...
Fee fi fo she smells his body She smells his body And it makes her sick to her mind He has got so much to answer for
Do you remember The things we used to say? I feel so nervous When I think of yesterday How could I let...
Sorry son, this is what I've done This is what I've done It was a long sad supper without you I had to be cruel to be...
I had a dream Strange it may seems It was my perfect day Open my eyes I realize This is my...
Close your eyes Close your eyes Breathe the air out there We are free, we can be wide open For you open...
We'd better think about the things we say We'd better think about the games we play The world went round, around and round
Terrible thing It was a terrible thing to see you're dying It was a terrible thing It was a terrible thing to see you're...
I never had a friend like you This is the day Your skin is white, your eyes are blue This is the day ...


When, when will the icicle melt,
The icicle, icicle?
And when, when will the picture show end,
The picture show, picture show?

I should not have read the paper today,
'Cause a child, child, child, child he was taken away.



There's a place for the baby that died,
And there's time for the mother who cried.
And she will hold him in her arms sometime,
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long...

How, how could you hurt the child,
How could you hurt the child?
Now, does this make you satisfied,
Satisfied, satisfied?

I don't know what's happ'ning to people today,
When a child, child, child, child, he was taken away.



There's a place for the baby that died,
And there's time for the mother who cried.
And she will hold him in her arms sometime,
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long...

There's a place for the baby that died,
And there's time for the mother who cried.
And you will hold him in your arms sometime,
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long,
Too long.



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