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I hate myself for lovin you and the weakness that it showed
You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road.
The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel,
I hate myself for lovin you and I m glad the curtain fell.

I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed
And the mercy that you showed to me, who ever would have guessed?
I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within,
That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin.

Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped,
Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped.
Like a slave in orbit, he s beaten til he s tame,
All for a moment s glory and it s a dirty, rotten shame.

There are those who worship loneliness, I m not one of them,
In this age of fiberglass I m searching for a gem.
The crystal ball up on the wall hasn t shown me nothing yet,
I ve paid the price of solitude, but at last I m out of debt.

Can t recall a useful thing you ever did for me
Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees.
We stared into each other s eyes til one of us would break,
No use to apologize, what diff rence would it make?

So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine,
The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen.
Lady Luck, who shines on me, will tell you where I m at,
I hate myself for lovin you, but I should get over that.

Anytime you need me babe
Just call I ll be there
Call and see what a good friend can be
When you need someone to care
Nothing more than understanding
Just a man who s undemanding
Like a leaf that s only landing suddenly...

Hey Baby, jump over here;
When you do the Ooby Dooby I gotta be there;
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Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby
Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah.
Well, you wiggle to the...

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4 5 6 Hame haalaa

Haal konid baaham hastim
das bezanid emshab mastim

Emshab az oon shabaa hastesh
Saaghi yek peyk bede mastesh
Garmesh kon to emshab saaghi baahamim ×3 ...

Our final conversation

It lies heavy on the mind

And although we couldn?t say it
I think we know, we can?t go back this time

Though love and desperation

Is the writing on the wall?
And will all the lights stop flashing

Or is this the final curtain call
It?s such a shame, it?s such a shame (ahhhh)

Don...

They re locking up the sun, the light of reason gone,
n hope has been succesfully undone
The question s burning on, where is it coming from,
no-one seems to know the monster born

It s a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we...