From the 'PLASTIC FLOWERS' album by FireMonkey.
An odd blend of U2, Heaven 17 and Ultravox.
all sounds by Holdahl
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A lovers quarrel, a walk around the block and the final obscenity.
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Taste The Music
gain composure lose the sun
tonight
flashing images everyone
when too much is too much
I slip into a dream
you roll your eyes at me
in disbelief
I left the light on
what's it to ya?
count your blessings
taste the music
(chorus)
seasoned lover and a schoolboy
seem to live inside
wait to leave girl absolutely
to leave my love a life
music comes and music go
away
to and from I will never know
when too much is too much
I slip into a dream
you roll your eyes at me
in disbelief
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I left the light on
what's it to ya?
count your blessings
taste the music
seasoned lover and a schoolboy
seem to live inside
wait to leave girl absolutely
to leave my love a life
on the lookout for the edge of
of social suicide
to keep the pieces and taste the music
I said a little lie
it's the same all over
no place is left untouched
I left the light on
what's it to ya?
count your blessings
taste the music
leave the light on
I'll be watching
the world surrounding
the world of nothing
seasoned lover and a schoolboy
seem to live inside
wait to leave girl absolutely
to leave my love a life
on the lookout for the edge of
of social suicide
to keep the pieces and taste the music
I said a little lie
feel the rhythm sing your heart song
gracing full and true
so keep the pieces and taste the music
it's now inside of you
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