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(2003) |
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| Rainmaker | ||
| Dance Of Death (orchestral version) | ||
| More Tea Vicar |
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(Murray/Harris/Dickinson) |
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When I was wandering in the desert |
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And was searching for the truth |
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I heard a choir of angels calling out my name |
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I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again |
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I turn my face towards the barren sun |
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And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me |
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And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves |
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And the cracks in our lives like the cracks upon the ground |
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They are sealed and are now washed away |
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You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away |
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You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears... |
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And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me |
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And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves |
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And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives |
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They are sealed and are now far away |
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You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away |
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You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears... |
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You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away |
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You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears... |
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And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me |
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And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves |
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And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives |
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They are sealed and are now far away |
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(Gers/Harris) |
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Let me tell you a story to chill the bones |
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'Bout a thing that I saw |
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One night wandering in the everglades |
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I'd one drink but no more |
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I was rambling enjoying the bright moonlight |
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Gazing up at the stars |
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Not aware of a presence so near to me |
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Watching my every move |
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Feeling scared and I fell to my knees |
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As something rushed me from the trees |
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Took me to an unholy place |
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And that is where I fell from grace |
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Then they summoned me over to join in with them |
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To the dance of the dead |
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Into the circle of fire I followed them |
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Into the middle I was led |
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As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear |
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But still I wanted to go |
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And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me |
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As I walked onto the coals |
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And I felt I was in a trance |
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And my spirit was lifted from me |
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And if only someone had the chance |
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To witness what happened to me |
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And I danced and I pranced and I sang with them |
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All had death in their eyes |
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Lifeless figures they were undead all of them |
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They had ascended from hell |
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As I danced with the dead |
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My free spirit was laughing and howling down at me |
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Below my undead body |
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Just danced the circle of dead |
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Until the time came to reunite us both |
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My spirit came back down to me |
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I didn't know if I was alive or dead |
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As the others all joined in with me |
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By luck then a skirmish started |
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And took the attention away from me |
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When they took their gaze from me |
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Was the moment that I fled |
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I ran like hell faster than the wind |
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But behind I did not glance |
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One thing that I did not dare |
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Was to look just straight ahead |
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When you know that your time has come around |
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You know you'll be prepared for it |
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Say your last goodbyes to everyone |
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Have a drink and say a prayer for it |
| When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed |
| And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead |
| When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed |
| And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead |
| To this day I guess I'll never know |
| Just why they let me go |
| But I'll never go dancing no more |
| 'Til I dance with the dead |
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Incomplete Lyrics |
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In the day of the ...?... |
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Let me tell ya |
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The vicar's made his mind up |
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In his leather underwear |
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He was a vicar ...?... |
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But now he's not so sure |
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It's just a ...?... he ...?... on ...?... |
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..............................?......................... |
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...?... to the ...?... when the anthem starts to play |
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He fiddled with his organ on the Sabbath Holiday |
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Yes he did! |
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Think it may be ...?... of his leather underwear |
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He was a bit ...?... but now he's not so sure |
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Huh, yeah! |
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Huh, fuck! |
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Hey! |
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Pass the soap! |
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Hey! |
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More tea Vicar! |
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More tea Vicar! |
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Oh yeah! |
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Beg your pardon? |
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More tea Vicar! |
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Now he's just made my ...?... |
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And ...?... of it ...?... |
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...?... to the ...?... when the anthem starts to play |
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He fiddled with his organ on the Sabbath Holiday |
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Oh, yeah! |
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More tea Vicar! |
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I'm being ...?... just a ...?... |
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Then i start to ...?... |
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I've got a dog ...?... |
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But then he starts to whine |
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Huh, yeah! |
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Yo bitch! |
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More tea Vicar! |
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Lick my balls! |
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Yo! Ho! Hey! Ha! |
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More tea Vicar! |
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Young man you're uncool! |
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Without cool! |
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Pass the tea! |
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Now it's just a ...?... on the way to go |
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Pass the tea ...?... lad |
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Pass the soap? |
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What sort of? |
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I'm not down with that at all! |
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More tea Vicar! |
| No, no no! It's going of track |
| There you go, there's a studio next door |
| Ok! |
| Got rid of him anyway! |
| More tea Vicar! |