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Tattooed Man |
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by Coil |
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There's a man lying down in a grave somewhere |
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With the same tattoos as me |
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And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him |
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There's a man lying down in a bed somewhere |
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With a different set of sex aspects |
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And I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, my eyes |
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This is me here now |
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Pining like a dog, whining like a dog in a thick harbour fog |
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Waiting for a ship that will make him sick |
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And when the ship comes, big trouble (not we're in trouble as the inlay suggests) |
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His trouble will begin |
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And the church bells chime the colour of wine |
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And the angels devil fight to snatch back the lost time |
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And there's a man lying down with a blade somewhere |
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With the same taboos as me |
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And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him |
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There's a man lying down in a bed somewhere |
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With a different set of sex aspects |
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And I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, my eyes |
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This is the dark age of love |
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This is the dark age of love |
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This is the dark age of love |
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This is the dark ??? |
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And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him |
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There's a man laying down |
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There's a man laying down |
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There's a man laying down |
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There's a man laying down somewhere |
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Somewhere |
