Pharaohs & Pyramids Songtext
"All thoughts, all thoughts, all thoughts. The way clouds drift on a warm summer afternoon."
House is burning,
she is so cold.
Hands of silver,
hands of gold.
Rising form a pyramid,
she'll take you where the pharaohs live.
Neatly packaged sleek design,
glossy papered neon sign.
House is burning,
she is so cold.
Hands of silver,
hands of gold.
Rising form a pyramid,
she'll take you where the pharaohs live.
Neatly packaged sleek design,
glossy papered neon sign.
Borrowed like a cigarette,
so bad for you but good I guess.
Please baby, please baby,
don't take my heart away.
Just save it for another day,
when you need my love some more.
Beauty of a lover's ghost,
familiar as a talk show host.
Quick and deadly in the night,
she's something we can't live without.
Please baby, please baby,
don't take my heart away.
Just save it for another day,
when you need my love some more.
Loudspeaker's sound,
white disco light. This hope for us will fall apart.
Loudspeaker's sound,
white disco light.
Nobody hears breaking hearts.
This hope for us will fall apart.
Nobody hears breaking hearts.
(Thanks to Andrew for these lyrics)
so bad for you but good I guess.
Please baby, please baby,
don't take my heart away.
Just save it for another day,
when you need my love some more.
Beauty of a lover's ghost,
familiar as a talk show host.
Quick and deadly in the night,
she's something we can't live without.
Please baby, please baby,
don't take my heart away.
Just save it for another day,
when you need my love some more.
Loudspeaker's sound,
white disco light. This hope for us will fall apart.
Loudspeaker's sound,
white disco light.
Nobody hears breaking hearts.
This hope for us will fall apart.
Nobody hears breaking hearts.
(Thanks to Andrew for these lyrics)
Whitford, Dan / Hoey, Tim Ross
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