Utopia lyrics - Combustible Edison
Aaaah...
Aaaah...
Aaaah...
Welcome to Utopia
Life here is perpetual bliss
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share, in Utopia
Love never dies
Aaaah...
Ooooh...
Love me in Utopia
That's all I require to survive
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share in Utopia
Love never dies...
Aaaah...
Aaaah...
Welcome to Utopia
Life here is perpetual bliss
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share, in Utopia
Love never dies
Aaaah...
Ooooh...
Love me in Utopia
That's all I require to survive
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share in Utopia
Love never dies...
Laura's Aura lyrics - Combustible Edison
Twilight turns to evening
Evening turns to morning
Laura doesn't heed them
Doesn't hear their warning
Laura, never will she marry
Born to wander till she dies
Life for her is just a misty blur
She needs no home, her shelter is the sky
Echoes from her bedroom
Is she laughing, is she crying
None will know the answer
On her cheeks the tears are drying
Laura, she's a thing of beauty
Beauty loves her most of all
Some fine day when she is old and gray
She'll rest in peace behind her garden walls
Laura...
Evening turns to morning
Laura doesn't heed them
Doesn't hear their warning
Laura, never will she marry
Born to wander till she dies
Life for her is just a misty blur
She needs no home, her shelter is the sky
Echoes from her bedroom
Is she laughing, is she crying
None will know the answer
On her cheeks the tears are drying
Laura, she's a thing of beauty
Beauty loves her most of all
Some fine day when she is old and gray
She'll rest in peace behind her garden walls
Laura...
Pink Victim lyrics - Combustible Edison
Each day you say that you can't forget it
Happiness' way is in your own backyard
It could be yours, but you'll never let it
I know you try, but you try too hard
Each day you say that you can't forget it
Happiness' way is in your own backyard
It could be yours, but you'll never let it
I know you try, but you try too hard
It's your sad serenade again
It starts, it never ends
And each time I can hear your song
I know by now that you are wrong
Plans that you made followed to the letter
The weight of the world isn't meant for a song
But you know you're right and you're never better
I know you wait, but you wait too long
It's your sad serenade again
It starts, it never ends
And each time I can hear your song
I know by now that you are wrong
Everything I do is meant for you
But now you must know it's true
But that serenade, it comes back to you
Tell your sad serenade goodbye
'Cause by now, it's close to a lie
Those long days into nights will know
That serenade won't let you go
Happiness' way is in your own backyard
It could be yours, but you'll never let it
I know you try, but you try too hard
Each day you say that you can't forget it
Happiness' way is in your own backyard
It could be yours, but you'll never let it
I know you try, but you try too hard
It's your sad serenade again
It starts, it never ends
And each time I can hear your song
I know by now that you are wrong
Plans that you made followed to the letter
The weight of the world isn't meant for a song
But you know you're right and you're never better
I know you wait, but you wait too long
It's your sad serenade again
It starts, it never ends
And each time I can hear your song
I know by now that you are wrong
Everything I do is meant for you
But now you must know it's true
But that serenade, it comes back to you
Tell your sad serenade goodbye
'Cause by now, it's close to a lie
Those long days into nights will know
That serenade won't let you go
Tickled To Death lyrics - Combustible Edison
Touch me, touch me, make me giggle
Make me giggle, make me sigh
More, more, more, more
Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me
Make me giggle, make me sigh
Tickle me until I die
Kiss me, kiss me, make me sizzle
Make me sizzle, make me fry
More, more, more, more
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
Make me sizzle, make me fry
Kiss me, kiss me, till I die
Ooooh...
Thrill me, thrill me, make me quiver
Make me quiver, make me sigh
More, more, more, more
Thrill me, thrill me, thrill me, thrill me
Make me quiver, make me sigh
Thrill me, thrill me, till I die
Ooooh...
Ooooh...
More, more, more, more
Touch me, kiss me, kiss me, touch me
Make me giggle, make me sigh
Tickle me until I die
Ooooh...
Make me giggle, make me sigh
More, more, more, more
Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me
Make me giggle, make me sigh
Tickle me until I die
Kiss me, kiss me, make me sizzle
Make me sizzle, make me fry
More, more, more, more
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
Make me sizzle, make me fry
Kiss me, kiss me, till I die
Ooooh...
Thrill me, thrill me, make me quiver
Make me quiver, make me sigh
More, more, more, more
Thrill me, thrill me, thrill me, thrill me
Make me quiver, make me sigh
Thrill me, thrill me, till I die
Ooooh...
Ooooh...
More, more, more, more
Touch me, kiss me, kiss me, touch me
Make me giggle, make me sigh
Tickle me until I die
Ooooh...
Utopia (Scanner's Reprise) lyrics - Combustible Edison
Aaaah...
Aaaah...
Aaaah...
Welcome to Utopia
Life here is perpetual bliss
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share, in Utopia
Love never dies
Aaaah...
Ooooh...
Love me in Utopia
That's all I require to survive
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share in Utopia
Love never dies...
Aaaah...
Aaaah...
Welcome to Utopia
Life here is perpetual bliss
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share, in Utopia
Love never dies
Aaaah...
Ooooh...
Love me in Utopia
That's all I require to survive
No cares, only happiness
Love never dies
Please stay in Utopia
With me, a perpetual kiss
We'll share in Utopia
Love never dies...
Bluebeard lyrics - Combustible Edison
Ba-da-da-ba-da-dum, ba-da-da-da-da-dum...
Your world is a stranger that stands with open arms
Your forbidden, inviting mystery
I'm drawn to the danger of falling for your charms
Give to me your past, give me that key
You are blue with silver, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-da-ba-da-da, you are blue with gold and blue with me
If I knew your secret, would I surely come to harm?
What's behind the door, what will I see?
You are blue with silver, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-de-da-da-da, you are blue with gold and blue with me
You are blue with silver, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-de-da-da-da, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-de-da-da-dum, da da...
Your world is a stranger that stands with open arms
Your forbidden, inviting mystery
I'm drawn to the danger of falling for your charms
Give to me your past, give me that key
You are blue with silver, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-da-ba-da-da, you are blue with gold and blue with me
If I knew your secret, would I surely come to harm?
What's behind the door, what will I see?
You are blue with silver, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-de-da-da-da, you are blue with gold and blue with me
You are blue with silver, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-de-da-da-da, you are blue with gold and blue with me
Ba-da-de-da-da-dum, da da...
'52 lyrics - Combustible Edison
Fortune is bleak
A dog returns to his master
Too much luck is bad luck
A man who lives well
Stands to bargain his winnings
He'll raise his hat and emerge unscathed
Face the good life alone
Too much luck is bad luck
The king, watching with his queen, a deck below the scene
The pair had weakness in the heart mark them from the start
No man has enough luck to save himself from his fellow man
The man who wins more than his share finds doubt cast on his skill
Rewards bestowed from who knows where betray the player's hand
No man has enough luck to save himself from his fellow man
Fortune is bleak
A dog returns to his master
Too much luck is a gift, a curse, a sign
A-a-a-a-ah...too much luck is bad luck...
A dog returns to his master
Too much luck is bad luck
A man who lives well
Stands to bargain his winnings
He'll raise his hat and emerge unscathed
Face the good life alone
Too much luck is bad luck
The king, watching with his queen, a deck below the scene
The pair had weakness in the heart mark them from the start
No man has enough luck to save himself from his fellow man
The man who wins more than his share finds doubt cast on his skill
Rewards bestowed from who knows where betray the player's hand
No man has enough luck to save himself from his fellow man
Fortune is bleak
A dog returns to his master
Too much luck is a gift, a curse, a sign
A-a-a-a-ah...too much luck is bad luck...
Lonelyville lyrics - Combustible Edison
Lonelyville
The name of my town is Lonelyville
Nobody down in Lonelyville
Nobody here but me
Lonelyville
I'm spending my nights in Lonelyville
Seeing the sights in Lonelyville
But nothing's here to see
Population of three
Just me, myself, and I
So if you happen to be passing by
Lonelyville
Don't let me stay here in Lonelyville
Not one more day here in Lonelyville
How I want to go
Back to where I know
I will never be lonely...
The name of my town is Lonelyville
Nobody down in Lonelyville
Nobody here but me
Lonelyville
I'm spending my nights in Lonelyville
Seeing the sights in Lonelyville
But nothing's here to see
Population of three
Just me, myself, and I
So if you happen to be passing by
Lonelyville
Don't let me stay here in Lonelyville
Not one more day here in Lonelyville
How I want to go
Back to where I know
I will never be lonely...
The Millionaire's Holiday lyrics - Combustible Edison
If your pad is a wax museum
Be a swinger if you dare
Join the ranks of the young and exotic
Following a millionaire
A glass and a shaker
Our host is a real scene-maker
The millionaire's holiday
The millionaire's holiday
The millionaire's holiday
Be a swinger if you dare
Join the ranks of the young and exotic
Following a millionaire
A glass and a shaker
Our host is a real scene-maker
The millionaire's holiday
The millionaire's holiday
The millionaire's holiday
Cry Me A River lyrics - Combustible Edison
Now you say you're lonely
You cry the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember, all that you said?
You told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and
Now you say you love me
Well, just to prove that you do
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you
I cried a river...over you...
You cry the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember, all that you said?
You told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and
Now you say you love me
Well, just to prove that you do
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you
I cried a river...over you...
Guadeloupe lyrics - Combustible Edison
The wind softly drifting along
The Caribbean sunrise
As the day goes by things get slowerand more amusing
Until, finally, in a sudden splash
Of glory
The night begins again
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
The crickets begin with anxiety
Muffled by darkness
Ancient rites of voodoo are brought to mind
In jungles, all things appear to be just what they are
The spirit that lies within
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
Ahhhh...
The Caribbean sunrise
As the day goes by things get slowerand more amusing
Until, finally, in a sudden splash
Of glory
The night begins again
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
The crickets begin with anxiety
Muffled by darkness
Ancient rites of voodoo are brought to mind
In jungles, all things appear to be just what they are
The spirit that lies within
Wild, twisting, two-step, turning
The yearning of young and old alike
Ahhhh...
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