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The Alarm The Rock And Roll
CI AmwasG dFreCaming on the seventh day across a thousand years of time and space CThAmereG aFreC still some things that must be spoken now that all the barriers are broken FA CstDmar Fman came down on my TV in a two-tone suit and silver shoes. Six strings on a CTwDmelvFe guitar, all my dreams are made of stars.
GAnFd Cthe rock and roll still burns in me. AmIt?G??Fs Ca long way back from no return and on the way back down to the way back up AmI mGetF tChe new wave sons still arising all the rent books have been left unpaid. FYoCu DmcanF find me where I’ve always been, the faces change but not the dream CEaDmch Fman kills the things he loves; I tore it down to build it up.
GAnFd Cthe rock and roll still burns in me AmRocGk FanCd roll is still not dead, there’s still so much more left to be said AmAllG tFheC lines are in my head I’ll leave the shaming to the dead FMiCniDmsteFrsC and superstars are drinking champagne in their cars, six strings on a twelve DmGuiFtar, all my dreams are made of stars
GAnFd Cthe rock and roll still burns in me.
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