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Kylie: Better the devil you know, better the devil you know.
SZ:
Don’t think of their bodies crashing into mine
The western horizon is now a neon sign
Pick me up from the floor painted red a long time ago
You’re better alone
than with the devil you know
Better alone than any devil
Half a dozen in my hand, six in yours
We used to trade bad sleep for a good time, before the war
Accept the diagnosis, wake up from the hypnosis
You’re better alone
than with the devil you know
Better alone than any devil
I shut down the operation, but I don’t have a plan
I’m no fugitive in this city, I’m a free man
I have my pens and papers, I run on fog and vapor
You’re better alone
than with the devil you know
Better alone than any devil
I can find trouble I can make a scene
Rattle the cage, cages are obscene
You’re better alone
than with the devil you know
Better alone than any devil
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Bella Ciao / Bad Guy
01:42
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Nick's Song
02:50
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Tonight I sit in silence, tonight the sky is still
The city hums and breathes, the darkness so ideal
I spot smoke where they tell the wrong jokes
It’s been a long day, an array of long notes
Tires and sirens, some of us are very sick
Stars and diamonds hidden under every sink
Tell me when you wanna leave, everyone is ready
Terrified to question tests all of us are dreading
Never mind the weather now, history repeating
When you’re here all by yourself who are you defeating?
Final night of summer and I still smell blood
Drizzled on the flowers and we know how come
Everybody’s sorry and the reasons rarely match
Watch him agitate the cat, trying to make that scratch
Nobody weeps and the silence feels strange
A paper on a desk makes the violence okay
Clutching their bags, nervous people make a line
There’s nowhere left to run and they’re running out of time
Counting the sheep at a rally in the south
There’s nowhere left to hide and their time is running out
After supper the tea kettle whistles
A drawer full of spoons and a deed for a missile
The world we wanted too expensive to be clean
If you see the gates of heaven it was us they asked to leave
Final night of summer and I still smell blood
Drizzled on the flowers and we know how come
Everybody’s sorry and the reasons rarely match
Watch him agitate the cat, trying to make that scratch
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Já bych si rád najal dům
01:59
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Solidarity Forever
02:44
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