#17 - Hoodoo Gurus

May I remind you

May I remind you that you are through

Being the fresh blood

Everyone’s seen the tricks you get up to

It’s so nice, it’s so cold.

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You have a taste for something

You liked to very long ago

Nothing can equal blazing a trail

Through fields of virgin snow

It’s so warm, it’s so sweet.

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It’s so firm, it’s so neat.

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You feel cold, you’re a whiter shade of pale

Truth be told.

Hellhounds on your trail

There goes your final nail

Love is a strange bird

Taking us places we can never dream

Hard to imagine

How does it feel in someone else’s skin?

It’s so cruel, it’s so new.

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It’s so fresh, it’s all through.

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You’ve been told

It was in a silent way

You’re too old to go on this way

You really should behave

Or face an early grave

There ain’t a damn thing

I’ll ever say to make you change your mind

So take your fancy

Knowing tomorrow is another time

It' so nice, it’s so cold.

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It’s so soft, it’s so bold.

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It’s so warm, it’s so sweet.

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It’s so firm, it’s so neat.

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