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Great fire conflagration, annual dressage championship Twenty-six shattered dreams of Euro regulations A spirit yet a woman too, household emotions light and free Killed off by a combination of thirty-four evil years If you apologize, we could leave this all behind When you say goodbye, we could leave this all behind Praise, blame, love and kisses, swathes a man for all his lot Homeless Halford, twenty-nine, he is sleeping rough He can take advice, when success turns a person's head The more you're leaving things to chance The more the chance is less And it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts inside Everything you do and everything you say Is just another waste of time Standing on your dignity, money may buy those friends But it affords a better class of enemy Kindness is a language that The deaf can hear and the blind can see So be a self-made man and don't leave out the parts You polish everything to shine I can't believe your stupid mind You take things far too deeply now Find another sacred cow Aus Songtexte Mania