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Madness - Prospects lyrics
Prospects By Madness. --------------------- A train ride Till tuesday A platform far away Scarlet shades of evening Move clouds so grey The waking Ariving The dirty station where He passes crouds of people Who Don't see him there He's a desert island man A forgien man who's cast away Stranded in this home from home >From his family far away Home This is it This is it Is this my heart I miss you with all my heart This is not Is this not my home One shoe-laced cardboard suitcase One passport from he came One room for a light bulb Where no one's been Sticks and stones My old bones It's now nineteen fifty-four When then I could fight But not any more The city room Where is my room He thinks of home far away Home This is it This is it Is this my heart I miss you with all my heart This is not Is this not my home I thik I'm geting old Well the climate's changed Stranded on this island While others change He's a desert island man A forgien man who's cast away Stranded in this home from home >From his family far away How is it when you feel it Do you know what gets you down You're looking in the windows When you walk this town >From the L.P./Cassette "Keep Moving |
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