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DAVID WILCOX |
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BREAKFAST AT THE CIRCUS 1987 |
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FIRE IN MY BONES |
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Hey hey hey |
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Mmm mmm mmm |
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I've got a fire in my bones |
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Makes me takes me where I'm going |
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The fire won't say no |
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I got a fire in my bones |
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All your sticks and stones can't kill the flame |
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It burns the same |
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Say two wiseman say |
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For envy we pay |
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Every pace every glance |
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Everytime we take a chance |
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There's a spark in your eyes |
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Call me lucky |
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I'm not wise |
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My heart is restless |
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Like autumn leaves |
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Let your spark drop down on me |
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And light the fire in my bones |
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Makes me takes me where I go |
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The fire won't leave me alone |
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I got a fire in my bones |
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Crackling burning raging turning closer |
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All the time |
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When the wind blows cold across rainy sky |
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The birds can't fly |
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Could be night or day |
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Time is still a way into the fire |
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I got a fire in my bones |
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Makes me takes me where I'm going |
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The fire, the fire won't say no |
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I got a fire in my bones |
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All your sticks and stones can't kill the flame |
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It burns the same |
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It burns the same |
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Fire burns the same |
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Burns the same |
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It burns the same |
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It burns the same |
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It burns the same |
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It burns the same |
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It burns it burns |
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It burns it burns |
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It burns it burns |
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It burns it burns |
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It burns it burns |
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It burns the same |
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It burns the same |
