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Wordy | The Flesh Failures from the musical: Hair
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We starve-look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes

Somewhere inside something there is a rush of
Greatness, who knows what stands in front of
Our lives, I fashion my future on films in space
Silence tells me secretly everything
Everything

Manchester England England
Manchester England England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God believes in Claude
That's me, that's me, that's me
The rest is silence

Our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie

Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sun shine in, let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in, the sun shine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sun shine in...