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[Tracks from the Numbers CD Single] God it's so high, God it's so high Why don't I fly, why don't I fly Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye Elegant god, elegant sigh Why don't you try, little advice Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye Just you and I, just you and I Sweeter than pie, down in Bondi Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye Summer seaside town in motion Holiday girl down by the ocean Evenings are warm, just before the storm You don't understand that it's all in your hands And the graphs and the charts are pulling us further apart Ace/Eight floors/stores [3:57, 5:50, 7:35] with their CDs online Crashing in our field, wasting our time And I don't care a bit of a fiddle-de-dee What the phantom power is doing to me It's tracking in the black, such audacity We're not going back and that's that and that's all it can be Lionized cats with their mirrors intact Clawing our sides, tearing our back SongtexteI never took a potshot at a wounded beast But I guess you never really met the deceased I told all your enemies to come to the feast If it comes to the crunch we'll do lunch with the bunch from the east Cultures holding at the rockets controls Slippery and when ready like this great country scrolls If you're fucking with your enemies, you're killing your friends This is where your reign of terror/pleasure ends I know you'll understand that's a message he sends But it's bad and it's sad and it's mad and I've had to give a dent [5:48] Aus Songtexte Mania