Lucifer Was - Tube Music
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{Verse}
I'd like to be, I'd like to be, I'd like to be
The present on your finest night
If you want things like ruby rings and tiger pelts
I must warn you - there's a catch
It's not to be, it's not to be because, you see
I'm another kind of kind
{Chorus}
So come on, dame, let me take your arm
I'll take you to a pavement promenade
Here's a concrete flower to wear
Lead your footsteps
To the source of that cold, cold, cold
Tube music
{Verse}
Play the game in the name of respect
For the army of broken hearts
Pariahs satisfy us, we are good to go
With no style and vanity
What I like is what I like, and I want it now
I don't worry - here it comes
{Chorus}
So come on, lady, I'll be your man
Will you be my royal princess?
Take this token of my regard
I will lead you
To the source of that cold, cold, cold
Tube music
{Verse}
Is wisdom what you're looking for?
You don't have to search no more
Come on over, sit yourselves
Down, be welcome
{Verse}
The drunkard in the inner booth
He grins proud of his last tooth
His voice is raising - listen, you
I'll tell you something
Nothing falls out of pain
While waiting for tomorrow's rain
I started out with all and I
Still got nothing
{Verse}
The knowledge in the deadest stare
The hand clutching one warm beer
The next one may be out of reach
Without some help
{Verse}
And the worst bands in the world play
Worn out hits of yesterday
But it works just fine, in place and time
That tube music
{Chorus}
So come on, lady, take my hand
Will you be my royal princess?
Take this token of my regard
I will lead you
To the source of that cold, cold, cold
Tube music
{Verse}
I'd like to be, I'd like to be, I'd like to be
The present on your finest night
If you want things like ruby rings and tiger pelts
I must warn you - there's a catch
It's not to be, it's not to be because, you see
I'm another kind of kind
{Chorus}
So come on, dame, let me take your arm
I'll take you to a pavement promenade
Here's a concrete flower to wear
Lead your footsteps
To the source of that cold, cold, cold
Tube music
{Verse}
Play the game in the name of respect
For the army of broken hearts
Pariahs satisfy us, we are good to go
With no style and vanity
What I like is what I like, and I want it now
I don't worry - here it comes
{Chorus}
So come on, lady, I'll be your man
Will you be my royal princess?
Take this token of my regard
I will lead you
To the source of that cold, cold, cold
Tube music
{Verse}
Is wisdom what you're looking for?
You don't have to search no more
Come on over, sit yourselves
Down, be welcome
{Verse}
The drunkard in the inner booth
He grins proud of his last tooth
His voice is raising - listen, you
I'll tell you something
Nothing falls out of pain
While waiting for tomorrow's rain
I started out with all and I
Still got nothing
{Verse}
The knowledge in the deadest stare
The hand clutching one warm beer
The next one may be out of reach
Without some help
{Verse}
And the worst bands in the world play
Worn out hits of yesterday
But it works just fine, in place and time
That tube music
{Chorus}
So come on, lady, take my hand
Will you be my royal princess?
Take this token of my regard
I will lead you
To the source of that cold, cold, cold
Tube music