(M. Monroe & A. McCoy) Exiled in my bedroom Feel jackhammers in my head A Southern Russian chill comes over me Well, I might have just mistaken you
open arms 'cause there ain't no four leaf clovers Or no gypsy lucky charms Keep knocking on the walls And I'll blow off your... Turn in seven hundred hours Turn in circles
t you see? Massive plutonium radiation They're gonna rock and destroy Made from the finest of alloys They're gonna fly under the radar Six feet over the russian
Where he could hear a music box kind of sound From a miniature carousel with its miniature horses All circling faithfully around And a little girl wearing a russian
I saw the millions, the naked and the dead I saw the city streets running bloody red I saw a thousand bombers circle in the sky I saw the firestorm fifty
So we begin how we will end; these lights so bright Our eyes are opening taking the welcoming world. We?re swimming in circles. I found my lover in bed
out of a job Because while they were reading 'Calvin and Hobbes' We filled [? ] With lyrics and loops But I'm not from your favorite group, put up your cypher circle
he could hear a music box kind of sound from a miniature carousel with its miniature horses all circling faithfully around and a little girl wearing a russian
: I saw the millions, the naked and the dead I saw the city streets running bloody red I saw a thousand bombers circle in the sky I saw the firestorm
Our beginning will last forever, even though we fear the end And the light that blinds our two souls burns brightly in your eyes You forgave all my actions
open arms 'Cause there ain't no four leaf clovers Or no gypsy lucky charms Keep knocking on the walls And I'll blow off your... Turn in seven hundred hours Turn in circles
me out of a job Because while they were reading 'Calvin and Hobbes' We filled [? ] With lyrics and loops But I'm not from your favorite group, put up your cypher circle
gets its fourth TV station; Princess Diana gives us a royal heir. The IRA bring horror to Hyde Park. Breshnev dies in Russia and Israel invades Lebanon
cause there aint no four leaf clovers Or no gypsy lucky charms Keep knocking on the walls And Ill blow off your... Turn in seven hundred hours Turn in circles