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The child has returned... she sits and stares, all night, all day,
The screams and shouts are just the way,
Just pleading this time for the noises to just leave her alone,
Because the echo of a door slamming through the halls of the home,
Won't break away the plaster of the walls,
But slam any door that's left open in her mind,
A claustrophobic pressure that will build deep inside,
And lock out any exit there was left to find...
And who's going to help the one that sits with a vacant stare,
Has she not talked enough for you to care?
Her disguise more interesting than her eyes?
Look deep into them to see where she is,
Her breasts more interesting than her pests?
You better make sure you know how to kiss,
Because if you really want to fill her hole,
You better keep shovling her with coal,
Keep her fire burning bright,
Then she'll sleep with you all through the night.
Mother'll hold you nice and tight,
Till she thinks you've found Mr Right,
Daddy thinks you'll live as Queens and Kings,
So maybe they'll allow you to spread your wings,
But the dogs are just dancing around inside,
WAITING FOR THE BITING, OUR TIME WE DO BIDE,
And one day you'll be punched to the midground,
For letting it go, and having your say,
But you'll be weak, you won't run away,
You love being loved, so you'll decide to stay,
Trap yourself to believing your life is ok...
Then a darkness will fall on the green fields of your mind,
The sheep will loose the sight of the grass,
And they'll be no more than mud that covers your lands,
For refusing to accept your important past,
Don't feel bitter because you're no better,
Just a life spelt with a different letter,
And along comes the punch we were all waiting for,
It'll break all the locks and open your doors,
It'll smash through your mind and into your soul,
And maybe at last you can find your goal,
For if you think you're strong and you think you're tough,
Why do you think that I've said enough?
No more gaps left for you to fill,
So fancy that race now to the top of the hill?
The screams and shouts are just the way,
Just pleading this time for the noises to just leave her alone,
Because the echo of a door slamming through the halls of the home,
Won't break away the plaster of the walls,
But slam any door that's left open in her mind,
A claustrophobic pressure that will build deep inside,
And lock out any exit there was left to find...
And who's going to help the one that sits with a vacant stare,
Has she not talked enough for you to care?
Her disguise more interesting than her eyes?
Look deep into them to see where she is,
Her breasts more interesting than her pests?
You better make sure you know how to kiss,
Because if you really want to fill her hole,
You better keep shovling her with coal,
Keep her fire burning bright,
Then she'll sleep with you all through the night.
Mother'll hold you nice and tight,
Till she thinks you've found Mr Right,
Daddy thinks you'll live as Queens and Kings,
So maybe they'll allow you to spread your wings,
But the dogs are just dancing around inside,
WAITING FOR THE BITING, OUR TIME WE DO BIDE,
And one day you'll be punched to the midground,
For letting it go, and having your say,
But you'll be weak, you won't run away,
You love being loved, so you'll decide to stay,
Trap yourself to believing your life is ok...
Then a darkness will fall on the green fields of your mind,
The sheep will loose the sight of the grass,
And they'll be no more than mud that covers your lands,
For refusing to accept your important past,
Don't feel bitter because you're no better,
Just a life spelt with a different letter,
And along comes the punch we were all waiting for,
It'll break all the locks and open your doors,
It'll smash through your mind and into your soul,
And maybe at last you can find your goal,
For if you think you're strong and you think you're tough,
Why do you think that I've said enough?
No more gaps left for you to fill,
So fancy that race now to the top of the hill?
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The child has returned... she sits and stares, all night, all day,
The screams and shouts are just the way,
Just pleading this time for the noises to just leave her alone,
Because the echo of a door slamming through the halls of the home,
Won't break away the plaster of the walls,
But slam any door that's left open in her mind,
A claustrophobic pressure that will build deep inside,
And lock out any exit there was left to find...
And who's going to help the one that sits with a vacant stare,
Has she not talked enough for you to care?
Her disguise more interesting than her eyes?
Look deep into them to see where she is,
Her breasts more interesting than her pests?
You better make sure you know how to kiss,
Because if you really want to fill her hole,
You better keep shovling her with coal,
Keep her fire burning bright,
Then she'll sleep with you all through the night.
Mother'll hold you nice and tight,
Till she thinks you've found Mr Right,
Daddy thinks you'll live as Queens and Kings,
So maybe they'll allow you to spread your wings,
But the dogs are just dancing around inside,
WAITING FOR THE BITING, OUR TIME WE DO BIDE,
And one day you'll be punched to the midground,
For letting it go, and having your say,
But you'll be weak, you won't run away,
You love being loved, so you'll decide to stay,
Trap yourself to believing your life is ok...
Then a darkness will fall on the green fields of your mind,
The sheep will loose the sight of the grass,
And they'll be no more than mud that covers your lands,
For refusing to accept your important past,
Don't feel bitter because you're no better,
Just a life spelt with a different letter,
And along comes the punch we were all waiting for,
It'll break all the locks and open your doors,
It'll smash through your mind and into your soul,
And maybe at last you can find your goal,
For if you think you're strong and you think you're tough,
Why do you think that I've said enough?
No more gaps left for you to fill,
So fancy that race now to the top of the hill?
The screams and shouts are just the way,
Just pleading this time for the noises to just leave her alone,
Because the echo of a door slamming through the halls of the home,
Won't break away the plaster of the walls,
But slam any door that's left open in her mind,
A claustrophobic pressure that will build deep inside,
And lock out any exit there was left to find...
And who's going to help the one that sits with a vacant stare,
Has she not talked enough for you to care?
Her disguise more interesting than her eyes?
Look deep into them to see where she is,
Her breasts more interesting than her pests?
You better make sure you know how to kiss,
Because if you really want to fill her hole,
You better keep shovling her with coal,
Keep her fire burning bright,
Then she'll sleep with you all through the night.
Mother'll hold you nice and tight,
Till she thinks you've found Mr Right,
Daddy thinks you'll live as Queens and Kings,
So maybe they'll allow you to spread your wings,
But the dogs are just dancing around inside,
WAITING FOR THE BITING, OUR TIME WE DO BIDE,
And one day you'll be punched to the midground,
For letting it go, and having your say,
But you'll be weak, you won't run away,
You love being loved, so you'll decide to stay,
Trap yourself to believing your life is ok...
Then a darkness will fall on the green fields of your mind,
The sheep will loose the sight of the grass,
And they'll be no more than mud that covers your lands,
For refusing to accept your important past,
Don't feel bitter because you're no better,
Just a life spelt with a different letter,
And along comes the punch we were all waiting for,
It'll break all the locks and open your doors,
It'll smash through your mind and into your soul,
And maybe at last you can find your goal,
For if you think you're strong and you think you're tough,
Why do you think that I've said enough?
No more gaps left for you to fill,
So fancy that race now to the top of the hill?