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: ( instrumental)
to find is a perfect girl One that I can share with my perfect world I read the books I watched the stars And looked upon the face of Mars I bathed in sun
wreck economies of countries, of empires The sky is over Don't you want to hold me, baby? Disappointed, going crazy Not even from the sun Not even
The national nightmare has begun Empire of fantasy with a dark gloved fist aloft While the challenger explodes Banks are failing coming down hard The
to day The sun never sets on the empire won But wise men say never say never It slips through our hands just like sand in sun We thought it would go
jungle, green, their citadels did gleam In tribute and homage to the old country And soon their children grew and promised to be true Orphans of an empire
land we built; It takes all forty eight States for me to spread my quilt. Our kids are several millions now; they run from sun to sun. And that's about
(DC Pierson) I got the empire state now I'm working on the next part Trying to build an empire, I'm wishing on the Death Star I murdered the dish, I eloped
wreck economies Of countries, of empires, the sky is over, Dont you want to hold me baby, Disappointed, going crazy, Not even from the sun, Not even
this big land we built; It takes all forty eight States for me to spread my quilt. Our kids are several millions now; they run from sun to sun. And that
We knew we couldn't afford it But we said, "Oh well" When you've been on the train all day You're in a big city in a new country You're real tired and
