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Cyclefly - Five Years Lyrics

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  • Pushing through the market square.
  • So many mothers sighing.
  • News had just come over.
  • We had five years left to cry in.
  • News guy wept and told us.
  • Earth was really dying.
  • Cried so much his face was wet.
  • Then I knew he was not lying.
  • I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies.
  • Saw boys, toys, electric irons and TVs.
  • My brain hurt like a warehouse.
  • It had no room to spare.
  • I had to cram so many things to store.
  • Everything in there.
  • And all the fat-skinny people.
  • And all the tall-short people.
  • And all the nobody people.
  • And all the somebody people.
  • I never thought I'd need so many people.
  • A girl my age went off her head.
  • Hit some tiny children.
  • If the black hadn't a-pulled her off.
  • I think she would have killed them.
  • A soldier with a broken arm.
  • Fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac.
  • A cop knelt and kiss the feet of a priest.
  • And a queer threw up at the sight of that.
  • I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour.
  • Drinking milk shakes cold and long.
  • Smiling and waving and looking so fine.
  • Don't think you knew you were in this song.
  • And it was cold and it rained.
  • So I felt like an actor.
  • And I thought of Ma.
  • and I wanted to get back there.
  • Your face, your race, the way that you talk.
  • I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk.
  • We got five years, stuck on my eyes.
  • We got five years, what a surprise.
  • We got five years, my brain hurts a lot.
  • We got five years, that's all we've got.

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