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jeff-buckley — Murder Suicide Meteor Slave

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It's a song about a dream Well i'm lying in my bed The blanket is warm This body will never be safe from harm...
There's the moon asking to stay Long enough for the clouds to fly me away Well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid to die
This is our last goodbye I hate to feel the love between us die But it's over Just hear this and then i'll go ...
I lost myself on a cool damp night Gave myself in that misty light Was hypnotized by a strange delight Under a lilac...
Love, let me sleep tonight on you couch And remember the smell of the fabric Of your simple city dress Oh......
Well I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with...
He bear her off, he bear her down He bear her into an orchard ground Lu Li Lu Lay Lu Li Lu Lay The falcon hath...
Eternal Life is now on my trail Got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one last nail While all these ugly gentlemen play...
There is a child sleeping near his twin The pictures go wild in a rush of wind That dark angel he is shuffling in ...


Would you like to meet the villain somewhere
Underneath the skull of a moon
Fire burned his eyes out 'cause his chains are too long for you

Someone has to pay for the damage done
No-one's gonna love you now
Your whole family's splintered
You're a slave to it all now



Oooooh Ahhhhh Oh

You're a slave to it all now
You're a slave
Welcome down to paradise rock
There is no single entrance
With the stars to revolve around
There is no real underground

No stars to revolve around
Here, they're fashioning the noose
Sickened by the knell of the graveyard bell
You know it's not long for you
Sick of all the vomit childhood
Not a trampoline of the freaks
Not even a slave to your father



Oh, you're a slave to it all, now
Oh, you're a slave to it all, now
Welcome down to paradise rock
There is no single entrance
With the stars to revolve around
There is no real underground

There is not single entrance
There's no stars to revolve around
There is no real underground
You're a slave to it all, now.

Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy.






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