| A | 1. | The visitors (crackin' up)
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| | I hear the door bell ring
And suddenly the panic takes me
The sound so ominously
Tearing through the silence
I cannot move, I'm standing
Numb and frozen
Among the things I love so dearly
The books, the paintings and the furniture
Help me
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| | The signal's sounding once again
And someone tries the door knob
None of my friends would be
So stupidly impatient
And they don't dare to come here
Anymore now
But how I loved our secret meetings
We talked and talked in quiet voices
Smiling
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| | Now I hear them moving, muffled noices
Coming through the door, I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation
Building and I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now, I'm in here
Trembling in a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up
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| | These walls have witnessed
All the anguish of humiliation
And seen the hope of freedom
Glow in shining faces
And now they've come to take me
Come to break me
And yet it isn't unexpected
I have been waiting for these visitors
Help me
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| | Now I hear them moving, muffled noices
Coming through the door, I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation
Building and I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now, I'm in here
Trembling in a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up
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| | Now I hear them moving, muffled noices
Coming through the door, I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation
Building and I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now, I'm in here
Trembling in a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up
Now I hear them moving, muffled noices
Coming through the door, I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation
Building and I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now, I'm in here
Trembling in a terror evergrowing
Crackin' up
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| 2. | Head over heels
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| | I have a very good friend
The kind of girl who likes to follow a trend
She has a personal style
Some people like it, others tend to go wild
You hear her voice everywhere
Taking the chair
She's a leading lady
And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going
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| | Head over heels, breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles everyday
She's a girl
With a taste for the world
(The world is like a playing ground where she goes rushing)
Head over heels, setting the pace
Running the gauntlet in a whirl of lace
She's extreme
If you know what I mean
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| | Her man is one I admire
He's so courageous, but he's constantly tired
Each time when she speaks his mind
She pats his hat and says: "That's all very fine
Exert that will of your own
When you're alone
Now we'd better hurry"
And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going
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| | Head over heels, breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles everyday
She's a girl
With a taste for the world
(The world is like a playing ground where she goes rushing)
Head over heels, setting the pace
Running the gauntlet in a whirl of lace
She's extreme
If you know what I mean
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| | You hear her voice everywhere
Taking the chair
She's a leading lady
And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going
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| | Head over heels, breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles everyday
She's a girl
With a taste for the world
(The world is like a playing ground where she goes rushing)
Head over heels, setting the pace
Running the gauntlet in a whirl of lace
She's extreme
If you know what I mean
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| | (It's just one of girls who always likes to do)
Whatever she feels
And she goes
Head over heels
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| 3. | When all is said and done
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| | Here's to us, one more toast
And then we'll pay the bill
Deep inside, both of us
Can feel the autumn chill
Birds of passage, you and me
We fly instinctively
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| | When the summer's over
And the dark clouds hide the sun
Neither you nor I'm to blame
When all is said and done
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| | In our lives we have walked
Some strange and lonely tracks
Slightly worn, but dignified
And not to old for sex
We're still striving for the sky
No taste for humble pie
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| | Thanks for all the generous love
And thanks for all the fun
Neither you nor I'm to blame
When all is said and done
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| | It's so strange, when you're down
And lying on the floor
How you rise, shake your head
Get up and ask for more
Clear-headed and open-eyed
With nothing left untried
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| | Standing calmly at the crossroads
No desire to run
There's no hurry anymore
When all is said and done
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| | Standing calmly at the crossroads
No desire to run
There's no hurry anymore
When all is said and done
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| 4. | Soldiers
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| | Do I hear what I think I'm hearing
Do I see the signs I think I see
Or is this just a fantasy
Is it true that the beast is waking
Stirring in his restless sleep tonight
In the pale moonlight
In the grip of this cold December
You and I have reason to remember
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| | Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I don't sing
They blow their horns and march along
They drum their drums and look so strong
You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I won't sing
Let's not look the other way
Taking a chance
Cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance
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| | What's that sound, what's that dreadful rumble
Won't somebody tell me what I hear
In the distance, but drawing near
Is it only a storm approaching
All that thunder and the blinding light
In the winter night
In the grip of this cold December
You and I have reason to remember
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| | Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I don't sing
They blow their horns and march along
They drum their drums and look so strong
You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I won't sing
Let's not look the other way
Taking a chance
Cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance
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| | Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I won't sing
Let's not look the other way
Taking a chance
Cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance
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| B | 1. | I let the music speak
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| | I'm hearing images, I'm seeing songs
No poet has ever painted
Voices call out to me, straight to my heart
So strange, yet we're so well acquainted
I let the music speak with no restrains
I let my feelings take over
Carry my soul away, into the world
Where beauty meets the darkness of the day
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| | Where my mind is like an open window
Where the high and healing winds blow
From my shallow sleep the sounds awake me
I let them take me
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| | Let it be a joke, let it be a smile
Let it be a farce, if it makes me laugh for a little while
Let it be a tear, let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry
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| | Some streets are emptiness, dry leaves of autumn
Rustling down an old alley
And in the dead of night, I find myself a blind man
In some ancient valley
I let the music speak, leading me gently
Urging me like a lover
Leading me all the way, into a place
Where beauty will defeat the darkest day
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| | Where I'm one with every grand illusion
No disturbance, no intrusion
Where I let the wistful sounds seduce me
I let them use me
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| | Let it be a joke, let it be a smile
Let it be a farce, if it makes me laugh for a little while
Let it be a tear, let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry
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| | Let it be a tear, let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry
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| | Let it be the joy of each new sunrise
Or the moment when a day dies
I surrender without reservation
No explanation, no questions why
I take it to me and let it flow through me
Yes, I let the music speak
I let the music speak
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| 2. | One of us
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| | They passed me by
All of those great romances
You were, I felt, robbing me
Of my rightful chances
My picture clear
Everything seemed so easy
And so I dealt you the blow
One of us had to go
Now it's different
I want you to know
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| | One of us is crying, one of us is lying
In her lonely bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely, one of us is only
Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid, feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all
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| | I saw myself
As a concealed attraction
I felt you kept me away
From the heat and the action
Just like a child
Stubborn and misconceiving
That's how I started the show
One of us had to go
Now I've changed and I want you to know
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| | One of us is crying, one of us is lying
In her lonely bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely, one of us is only
Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid, feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all
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| | Never left at all
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| | Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely, one of us is only
Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid, feeling small
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| 3. | Two for the price of one
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| | He had what you might call a trivial occupation
He cleaned the platforms of the local railway station
With no romance in his life
Sometimes he wished he had a wife
He read the matrimonial advertising pages
The cries for help from different people, different ages
But they had nothing to say
At least not until the day
When something special he read
This is what it said
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| | If you dream of the girl for you
Then call us and get two for the price of one
We're the answer if you feel blue
So call us and get two for the price of one
If you dream of the girl for you
Then call us and get two for the price of one
We're the answer if you feel blue
So call us and get two for the price of one
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| | He called the number and a voice said: "Alice Whiting"
The voice was husky and it sounded quite exciting
He was amazed at his luck
The purest streak of gold he'd struck
He said: "I read your ad, it sounded rather thrilling
I think a meeting could be mutually fulfilling
Why don't we meet for a chat
The three of us in my flat"
I can't forget what I read
This is what it said
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| | If you dream of the girl for you
Then call us and get two for the price of one
We're the answer if you feel blue
So call us and get two for the price of one
If you dream of the girl for you
Then call us and get two for the price of one
We're the answer if you feel blue
So call us and get two for the price of one
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| | She said: "I'm sure we must be perfect for each other
And if you doubt it, you'll be certain when you meet my mother"
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| 4. | Slipping through my fingers
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| | Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
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| | Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
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| | Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling
Ans a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
Well, some of that we did, but most we didn't
And why, I just don't know
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| | Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
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| | Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
(Slipping through my fingers)
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| | Slipping through my fingers all the time
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| | Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
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| 5. | Like an angel passing through my room
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| | Long awaited darkness falls
Casting shadows on the walls
In the twilight hour I am alone
Sitting near the fireplace
Dying embers warm my face
In this peaceful solitude
All the outside world subdued
Everything comes back to me again
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room
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| | Half awake and half in dreams
Seeing long forgotten scenes
So the present runs into the past
Now and then become entwined
Playing games within my mind
Like the embers as they die
Love was one prolonged goodbye
And it all comes back to me tonight
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my room
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| | I close my eyes
And my twilight images go by
All too soon
Like an angel passing through my room
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