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Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Don't Look Back in Anger, I Heard You Say
Slip inside the
eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play?
You said that you'd
once never been
All the things that you've seen
Will slowly fade away
So I'll start the revolution from my bed
Cos you said the brains
I had went to my head
Step outside the summertime's
in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look
from off your face
You ain't never gonna burn my heart out
So Sally can wait,
she knows its too late
as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away,
but don't look back in anger
I hear you say
Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows
if it's night or day
Please don't put your life in the hands
Of a Rock 'n Roll band
Who'll throw it all away
So I'll start the
revolution from my bed
Cos you said the brains
I had went to my head
Step outside the summertime's
in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out
So Sally can wait, she knows its too late
as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away,
but don't look back in anger
I hear you say
Don't look back in anger
Don't look back in anger
Don't look back in anger
At least not today
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