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| Lyrics by Boy George My personal favourites Might not include everybody's favourites My aplogies Just read on! |
| Ill Adore Mother clutches the head of her dying son Anger and tears, so many things to feel Sensitive boy, good with his hands Noone mentions the unmentionable but everybody understands Here in this cold white room Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine him as he used to be Laughing screaming tumbling queen Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen Whirling swirling never blue How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do Silence equals death, this is what they say But the anger and the tears Do not take the pain away How far must it go, how near must it be Before it touches you, before it touches me Here in this cold white room Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine life as it used to be Laughing screaming tumbling queen Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen Whirling swirling never blue How could you go and die, what a selfish thing to do Did you ever ask those strangers what they're searching for? Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure? You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more Il adore, il adore, il adore Thanks Mum (Il Adore was written in memory of Stevie Hughes who died of Aids in 1993.) |
When I was born they poisoned my mind They told me to fight but I'm not that kind They said I was meek but I did not mind It's a case of the weak leaving the blind |
| When I was born they poisoned my mind They told me to fight but I'm not that kind They said I was meek but I did not mind It's a case of the weak fooling the blind |
| If I Could Fly Stone by the river, got no wind in my sail No revolutions in my soul Hey, revelation's just a moment away Soon I'm gonna be old, soon you're gonna be old Remember love is not something you can keep It just takes the wind to blow it away You look so ugly as you lie there asleep Boy you're pretty today, so pretty today I see the stars have spelt your name in the sky I wrote it too down here in the sand When I first met you, you stirred nothing at all See the cards in your hand, see the cards in your hand I feel so special when I'm making you cry But I regret the things I throw in your face, I do This drug will kill you darling this is no lie This dragon we chase, this dragon we chase |
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