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The washing's out, it's hanging up
And all I had is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what deaner was talking about?
And I do not think I will ever return
Again, my friend
If I were king I'd wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I'd stay alert, and just to kill
I might even slip you something
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what deaner was talking about?
And I do not think I will ever return
Again, my friend
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what deaner was talking about?
And I do not think I will ever return
Again, my friend
I do not think I will ever return
Again, my friend
I do not think I will ever return
Again, my friend
- Album:
- Kablammo!
- Nightmare
- Miscellaneous
- Twilight of the Innocents
- Intergalactic Sonic 7"s
- Free All Angels
- Nu-Clear Sounds
- 1997
- Live At The Wireless
- 1977
- Trailer
- Meltdown
- Cosmic Debris (B-sides)
- Non-Album Releases
- Temporary Lover
- Ash Muzik
- 1977 [Collectors Edition]
- A-Z (Vol. 1)
- Live 1996 (Remastered)
- 1977 Plus Trailer