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Station To Station Jan '76 (1)

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Golden Years

on February 07, 2013
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Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop
Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop
Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you
nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Look at the sky; life's begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come get up my baby
There's my baby lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul

Gold, whop, whop, whop
Come get up my baby

Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling
some strings, angel
Come get up my baby
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back; walk tall; act fine

Come get up my baby
I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years
Gold.

Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop
Come get up my baby

Some of these days and it won't be long
gonna drive back down where you once belonged
in the back of a dream car twenty foot long
Don't cry my sweet; don't break my heart
doing all right but you gotta get smart
Wish upon wish
Upon day upon day
I believe oh Lord, I believe all the way

Run for the shadows
Run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years

There's my baby, lost that's all
Once I'm beggin you, save her little soul
Gold, whop, whop, whop

Come get up my baby

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you
nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Run for the shadows
Run for the shadows

I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years
Gold.

Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop

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Station To Station

on February 07, 2013
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The return of the thin white duke throwing darts in lovers' eyes
Here are we one magical moment
Such is the stuff from where dreams are woven
Bending sound
Dredging the ocean lost in my circle
Here am I
Flashing no colour tall in this room overlooking the ocean
Here are we one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth
There are you
You drive like a demon from station to station

The return of the thin white duke throwing darts in lovers' eyes
The return of the thin white duke throwing darts in lovers' eyes
The return of the thin white duke making sure white stains

Once there were mountains on mountains
And once there were sunbirds to soar with
And once I could never be down
Got to keep searching and searching
And oh what will I be believing and who will connect me with love?
Wonder who wonder who wonder when
Have you sought fortune evasive and shy
Drink to the men who protect you and I
Drink drink drain your glass
Raise your glass high

It's not the side effects of the cocaine
I'm thinking that it must be love
It's too late to be grateful
It's too late to be late again
It's too late to be hateful
The European canon is here

I must be only one in a million
I won't let the day pass without her
It's too late to be grateful
It's too late to be late again
It's too late to be hateful
The European canon is here

Should I believe that I've been stricken
Does my face show some kind of glow?
It's too late to be grateful
It's too late to be late again
It's too late to be hateful
The European canon is here

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