Chant No 1 - Spandau Ballet

I checked the time, it was almost time

A curious smell, an intangible crime

Im washing my clothes, but the stain still grows

Cover your eyes, the stain still shows

I feel the gaze against my skin

I feel the gaze against my skin

I know this feeling is a lie

I know this feeling is a lie

Theres a guilt within my mind

Theres a guilt within my mind

I dont need this pressure on Oh I should question not ignore

Oh I should question not ignore

Songs are always buried deep

Songs are always buried deep

Theres a lion in my arms

There is a motion in my arm

Oh I should question not ignore

I should believe and not ignore

I dont need this pressure on You go down, down

Pass the talk of town

You go down greek street

Then its underground

Well its soho life

For this mobile knife

Its the place to shoot

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