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The Gemini Daredevil and Anarchy Inc. Presents:
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THE POLICE
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SYCHRONICITY
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SYNCHRONICITY I
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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With one breath, with one flow
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You will know
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Synchronicity
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A sleep trance, a dream dance,
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A shared romance,
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Synchronicity
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A connecting principle,
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Linked to the invisible
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Almost imperceptible
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Something insusceptible
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Logic so inflexible
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Causally connectible
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Yet nothing is invisible
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If we share this nightmare
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Then we can dream
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Spiritus mundi
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If you act, as you think,
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The missing link
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Sychronicity
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We know you, they know me
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Extrasensory
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Synchronicity
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A star fall, a phone call,
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It joins all
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Synchronicity
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It's so deep, it's so wide
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Your inside
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Synchronicity
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Effect without a cause
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sub-atomic laws, scientific pause
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Synchronicity........
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WALKING IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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Fifty million years ago
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You walked across the planet so,
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Lord of all that you could see
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Just a little bit like me,
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Walking in your footsteps.
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Hey Mr. Dinosaur
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you really couldn't ask for more
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You were God's favourite creature
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but you didn't have a future,
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Walking in your footsteps.
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Hey might brontosaurus
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don't you have a lesson for us
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You thought your rule would always last
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There were no lessons in your past
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You were built three stories high
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They say you would not hurt a fly
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If we explode the atom bomb
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would they say that we were dumb.
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Walking in your footsteps.
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Fifty million years ago
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They walked upon the planet so
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They live in a museum
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It's the only place you'll see um.
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Walking in your footsteps...........
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They say the meek shall inherit the earth..
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Walking in your footsteps...........
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O MY GOD
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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Everyone I know is lonely
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and God's so far away,
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And my heart belongs to no one
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So now sometimes I pray
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Please take the space between us
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And fill it up some way
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O my God you take the biscuit
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Treating me this way
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Expecting me to treat you well
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No matter what you say
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How can I turn the other cheek
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It's black and bruised and torn
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I've been waiting
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since the day that I was born
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Take the space between us
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and fill it up some way
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Take the space between us
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and fill it up some way
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The fat man in his garden
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The thin man at his gate
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My god you must be sleeping
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Wake up it's much too late
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Take the space between us
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and fill it up some way
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Take the space between us
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and fill it up some way
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Do I have to tell the story
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of a thousand rainy days
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Since we first met,
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It's a big enough umbrella
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But it's always me who ends up getting wet.
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MOTHER
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(Words & Music by Andy Summers)
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Well, the telephone is ringing
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Is that my mother on the phone?
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Telephone is ringing
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Is that my mother on the phone?
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The telephone is screaming
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Won't she leave me alone
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The telephone is ringing
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Is that my mother on the phone?
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Well every girl I go out with
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Becomes my mother in the end
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Every girl I go out with
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Becomes my mother in the end
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Well, I hear my mother calling
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But I don't need her as a friend
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Oh Oh mother
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Oh mother dear please listen
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And don't devour me
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Oh mother dear please listen
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And don't devour me
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Oh women please have mercy
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Let this poor boy be
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Oh mother dear please listen
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And don't devour me
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MISS GRADENKO
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(Words & Music by Stewart Copeland)
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Don't tell the director I said so
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But are you safe Miss Gradenko?
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We were at a policy meeting
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They were planning new ways of cheating
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I didn't want to rock your boat
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But you sent this dangerous note
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You've been letting your feelings show
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Are you safe Miss Gradenko?
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Miss Gradenko are you safe?
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Are you safe Miss Gradenko?
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Miss Gradenko are you safe?
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Is anybody alive in here?
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Is anybody alive in here?
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Is anybody alive in here?
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Nobody but us
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Nobody but us
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Is anybody alive in here?
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Nobody but us
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Your uniform don't seem to fit
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You're much too alive in it
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You've been letting your feelings show
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Are you safe Miss Gradenko?
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Miss Gradenko are you safe?
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Is anybody alive in here?
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Is anybody alive in here?
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Is anybody alive in here?
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Nobody but us in here
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Nobody but us
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Nobody but us in here
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Nobody but us
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SYNCHRONICITY II
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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Another suburban morning
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Grandmother screaming at the wall
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We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies
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We can't hear anything at all
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Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
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But we know all her suicides are fake,
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Daddy only stares into the distance
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There's only so much more that he can take
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Many miles away something crawls from the slime at the
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Bottom of a dark Scottish lake
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Another industrial ugly morning
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The factory belches filth into the sky
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He walks unhindered through the picket lines today,
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He dosen't think to wonder why
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The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street,
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But all he ever thinks to do is watch
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And every single meeting with his so called superior
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Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
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Many miles away something crawls to the surface
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of a dark Scottish lake
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Another working day has ended
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Only the rush hour hell to face
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Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
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Contestants in a suicidal race
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Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
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He knows that something somewhere has to break
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He sees the family home now looming in the headlights
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The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
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Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the
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Shore of a dark Scottish lake
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EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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Every breath you take
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Every move you make
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Every bond you break
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Every step you take
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I'll be watching you
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Every single day
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Every word you say
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Every game you play
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Every night you stay
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I'll be watching you
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O can't you see
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You belong to me
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Now my poor heart aches with every step you take
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Every move you make
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Every vow you break
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Every smile you fake
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Every claim you stake
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I'll be watching you
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Since you've gone I been lost without a trace
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I dream at night I can only see your face
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I look around but it's you I can't replace
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I keep crying baby please
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Every move you make
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Every vow you break
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Every smile you fake
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Every claim you stake
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I'll be watching you.
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KING OF PAIN
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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There's a little black spot on the sun today
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That's my soul up there
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It's the same old thing as yesterday
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That's my soul up there
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There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
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That's my soul up there
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There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
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That's my soul up there
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I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
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With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
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I guess I always thought that you could end this reign
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But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
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There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
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There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
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There's a blue whale beached by a springtide's ebb
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There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
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There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
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There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
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There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
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There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
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King of Pain
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There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
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There's a black winged gull with a broken back
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There's a little black spot on the sun today
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It's the same old thing as yesterday
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That's my soul up there..........
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I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
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With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
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I guess I always thought that you could end this reign
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But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
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I'll always be the king of pain.........
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WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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You consider me the young apprentice
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Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes,
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Hypnotized by you if I should linger
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Staring at the ring around your finger
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I have only come here seeking knowledge
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Things they wouldn't teach me of in college
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I can see the destiny you sold
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Turning into a shining band of gold
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I'll be wrapped around your finger
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Mephistopheles is not your name
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But I know what you're up to just the same
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I will listen hard to your tuition
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And you will see it come to its fruition
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I'll be wrapped around your finger
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Devil and the deep blue see behind me
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Vanish in the air you'll never find me
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I will turn your face to alabaster
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Then you will find your servant is your master,
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And you'll be wrapped around my finger............
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TEA IN THE SAHARA
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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My sisters and I
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Have this wish before we die
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And it may sound strange
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As if our minds are deranged
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Please don't ask us why,
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Beneath the sheltering sky
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We have this strange obsession
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You have the means in your possession
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We want our tea in the Sahara with you
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We want our tea in the Sahara with you
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The young man agreed
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He would satify their need
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So they danced for his pleasure
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With a joy you could not measure
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They would wait for him here
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The same place every year
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Beneath the sheltering sky
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Across the desert he would fly
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Tea in the Sahara with you
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Tea in the Sahara with you
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The sky turned to black
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Would he ever come back
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They would climb a high dune
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They would pray to the moon
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But he'd never return
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So the sisters would burn
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As their eyes searched the land
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With their cups still full of sand
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Tea in the Sahara with you..........
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MURDER BY NUMBERS
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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Once that you've decided on a killing
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First you make a stone of your heart
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And if you find that your hands are still willing
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Then you can turn a murder into art
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There really isn't any need for bloodshed
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You just do it with a little more finesse
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If you can slip a tablet into someone's coffee
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Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
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It's murder by numbers, one two three
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It's as easy to learn as your ABC
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Now if you have a taste for this experience
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And you're flushed with your very first success
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Then you must try a twosome or a threesome
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And you'll find your conscience bothers you much less
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Because murder is like anything you take to
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It's a habit-forming need for more and more
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You can bump off every member of your family
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And anybody else you find a bore
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Because it's murder by numbers, one two three
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It's as easy to learn as your ABC
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Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious
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In history's great dark hall of fame
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All our greatest killers were industrious
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At least the ones that we all know by name
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But you can reach the top of your profession
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If you become the leader of the land
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For murder is the sport of the elected
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And you don't need to lift a finger of your hand
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ONCE UPON A DAYDREAM
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(Words & Music by Sting)
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Once upon a daydream
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I fell in love with you
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Once upon a moonbeam
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I gave that love to you
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Once upon a lifetime
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I know it must be true
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When the months had told us
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I'd have to marry you.
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Once upon a daydream
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Dosen't happen any more
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Once upon a moonbeam
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This is no place for tenderness
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Once her daddy found out
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He threw her to the floor
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He killed her unborn baby
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He kicked me from the door
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Once upon a nightmare
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I brought myself a gun
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I blew her daddy's brains out
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Now hell has just begun
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Once upon a daydream
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Dosen't happen anymore
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Once upon a moonbeam
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This is no place for sentiment
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Once upon a lifetime
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A lifetime filled with tears
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The boy will pay for his crimes
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With all his natural years
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Once upon a daydream
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Will make you his someday
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Once upon a moonbeam
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He dreamed his life away
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Once upon a daydream
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Dosen't happen anymore
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Once upon a moonbeam
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This is no place for miracles
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Once upon a daydream.
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All songs (c) 1983 Magnetic Publishing Ltd.
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The Police Synchronicity
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Synchronicity I Every Breath You Take
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Walking in your Footsteps King of Pain
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O My God Wrapped Around Your Finger
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Mother Tea in the Sahara
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Miss Gradenko Murder By Numbers
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Synchronicity II Once Upon A Daydream
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Brought to you by: The Gemini Daredevil of Anarchy Inc.
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