2 Songwriters 200 Songs

Oooh, what′s the story?
Grab my hand, I′m drowning, see my heart is hurt;
after all the clowning "No" is not an easy word.
Here I am but where are you?
The world is rolling dice,
let′s invade the town, my dear
and stretch our shoes with ice.
Hold on now, I can′t explain
what makes our blood run cold.
Let our sweat heat up again
before we′re getting old.
Papers run deliverance,
explosives belts for sale.
Change my vest and take a rest,
observe the falling hail.
Rhymes at times get on my nerves
but who am I to moan?
Dice are tumbling down too fast,
we can′t stop them alone.



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