like a rock, like a planet
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like a twitch before dying
like a pornographic scene
there's a flower behind
the window
there's an ugly laughing man
like a hummingbird in silence
like the blood on my door
it's the generator
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oh yeah, oh yeah
like the blood on my door
wash me clean and I will run
until I reach the shore
I've known it all along
like the bone under my skin
like actors in a photograph
like paper in the wind
there's a hammer by the window
there's a knife on the floor
like turbines in darkness
like the blood on my door
it's the generator
<Interlude>
oh yeah, oh yeah
like the blood on my door
wash me clean and I will run
until I reach the shore shore
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
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So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born