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Villagers Otras Canciones

The villagers are out tonight uptight and bored they're pushing you underground on wintry days they stand and gaze outlines in black and ignorant villagers

the courage to run I am grateful for your company And I am grateful to belong And I am thankful for the misery From which I stole this grateful song

: The city lights are blackening The sirens softly call Of the fantasist and fetishists are preparing the ball When you?ve been stuck here on the

: You see a mask from your window at night So you wake and you go outside And you put it on And they treat you in a different way But you can't understand

: In the center of the city was a statue and her twin And together they watched over everything Oh, they saw me when I stumbled and they watched you

: My love is selfish And I bet that yours is too What is this peculiar word called truth My love is selfish Ad it cares not who it hurts It will cut

: Do what you did yesterday, go on repeating 'cos my heart's only on fire when you are the teacher You take the torch and I, follow the leader You'd

: The bus was late And forced us all to congregate Twenty-seven strangers Made to stand and wait The time went by The sun went down A baby cried I just

streets I flew Released from your shackles I danced with the jackals And learned a new way to move So before you take this song as truth You should wonder