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The Oedipus complex
Lead Vocals: Kiki Dee, Marti Webb, Gary Howard, Eric Woolfson
I am the universal mother
The heart of the family
When you are born in your innocent world
You will depend on me
Mine are the arms to rock you
When you're scared of the dark of the night
But soft though the lips of a girl might be
No one can love you better than me
But somewhere in the dark there is a wall of silence
That hides the love away, that hides the love away
I am the universal father
The head of the family
When you imagine a man of the world
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Superstition, disguised as faith
The fear of death plagues their eyes
Automated animation, a fingerprint personality
Born of desperation
So terrified that you just might dissappear when you die
And that there is no difference between right or wrong
Elimination of the modern nation
No need for the excess population
Twisted monuments of human decay
Old death to new beginnings
Remake the world in genocide
Everything they taught you is a lie
(Chorus)
Would you die for this?
Fake & fractured, soulless & manufactured
Would you die for this
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{spoken}
In days of yore this quaint locale
Was thought by its people more fair than foul
Their lives the stuff of simple propriety
But for a mild case of garbage anxiety
With stories and songs the long hours were filled in
And one was the stand-alone fave of the children:
"Tell us the fable of waste that will move us;
Tell us the story of Marion Früvous".
The folks of Toronto, they had it all
Paper thick as New York's and sushi on call
Disposable cans of aerosol
And no one in town seemed to mind at al
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jenny ha 16 anni e gli occhi blu
con i suoi capelli come il grano va
a piedi nudi verso una citta'
cercando il viso di un ragazzo che non sogna piu'
stringe in mano la fotografia
ma dove puo' trovarlo jenny non lo sa
spinta da una cosmica energia
vede un corpo soffocato da quest'arida realta'
riconosce che e' lui
perche' non ride mai
jenny e' un'isola
l'ave maria
dei naufraghi
una lucciola
che brillera'
nei momenti piu' bui
per lui
jenny lo accompagna a casa sua
sente i suoi pensieri e la malinconia
che lo affoga come u
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