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Originally posted by reficul
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There's a red house over yonder
That's where my baby stays
Lord, there's a red house over yonder, baby
Oh, that's where my baby stays
I ain't been home to see my baby
In ninety-nine and one half days
Wait a minute, something's wrong here
The key won't unlock this door
Wait a minute, something's wrong
Lord, have mercy, this key won't unlock this door, something's going wrong here
I have a bad, bad feeling
My baby don't live here no more
That's alright, I still got my guitar
Look out, now
Well, I might as well uh, go on back down
Way back upon the hill
Lord, I might as well go back over yonder
Way back yonder 'cross the hill
Guess if my baby don't love me no more
I know her sister will
Hurray, I awake from yesterday
Alive, but the war is here to stay
So my love, Catherina and me,
decide to take our last walk through the noise to the sea
Not to die, but to reborn,
away from lands so battered and torn
Forever, forever
Oh say, can you see it's really such a mess
Every inch of Earth is a fighting nest
Giant pencil and lipstick tube shaped things,
Continue to rain and cause screaming pain
And the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red
as our feet find the sand,
and the sea is straight ahead, straight up ahead
Well it's too bad that our friends can't be with us today
Well it's too bad
The machine that we built,
would never save us', that's what they say
(That's why they ain't coming with us today)
And they also said it's impossible for a man to live and breathe under water
Forever was their main complaint
And they also threw this in my face, they said:
Anyway, you know good well it would be beyond the will of God
And the grace for the King (grace of the King)
So my darling and I make love in the sand,
to salute the last moment ever on dry land
Our machine, it has done its work, played its part well
Without a scratch on our bodies and we bid it farewell
Starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile
Before our heads go under we take a last look at the killing noise
Of the out of style, the out of style, out of style(oooh)...
So down and down and down and down and down and down we go
Hurry my darling, we mustn't be late for the show
Neptune champion games to an aquaworld is so very dear
"Right this way", smiles a mermaid
I can hear Atlantis full of cheer.
Atlantis full of cheer
I can hear Atlantis full of cheer
catfish dont live in the sea.......