| There were no sirens, I heard no alarms
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| This situation has somehow got completely out of hand
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| It’s no illusion, it’s not a dream
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| My eyes are open and all is as appears
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| It’s a perfect nightmare
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| It’s a perfect nightmare
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| In an imperfect world
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| I missed the wake up, slept through the dawn
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| The world’s a stage but I’ve declared these curtains drawn
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| Behind the fourth wall, behind the scenes
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| A discarded fading flower on the soporific, sensual Perfume River
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| The perfect nightmare
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| Escape the perfect nightmare
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| Dream the perfect world
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| I close my mind in soft surrender
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| In quiet resignation take the lies
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| I lock the door, I lock the door
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| I junk the mail, I never open letters
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| Programme numbers that I know I’ll never call
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| Collect addresses of friends who’ll soon be strangers
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| Message pending, I know just what it says
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| Should I accept another lie?
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| I swallow all the lies
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| I live the lie
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| There are places that I know that I will never see
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| Some I wish I’d never seen before
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| The horror stalks my vision and the cries ring in my ears
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| I am helpless, I am not brave, I am alone
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| I wander the dark alleys of the citadel
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| Deserted shops and empty houses mark my way
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| Bullet holes in stuccoed walls are testimony
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| To the voices disappeared within the fear
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| Take me away to the Perfume River
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| Carry me down to the Perfume River
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| Set me adrift on a well-stocked open boat
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| Show me the way down to the Perfume River
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| Send me away down the Perfume River
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| Pour that sweet, sweet liquor down my throat
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| Fire breathing dragons swarm in sweltering skies
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| Spewing flame on innocents below
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| Charred and brittle corpses, blackened evidence
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| I am enraged, I am afraid, I am forlorn
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| The ashes from wise pages fly from libraries
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| Tumble in the clouds of smoke and flies
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| To lie as dust in corners of dark palaces
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| The fetid smell of revolution haunts the air
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| Take me away to the Perfume River
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| Carry me down to the Perfume River
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| Set me adrift on a well-stocked open boat
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| Show me the way to the Perfume River
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| Send me away down the Perfume River
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| Pour that sweet, sweet liquor down my throat
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| Pour it down my throat
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| Carry me down to the Perfume River
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| Hold me down in the Perfume River
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| Where I’ll drown my sorrows and I’ll die in hope
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| Push me away down the Perfume River
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| To the swirls and eddies of the Perfume River
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| In these dark and muddied waters just let me float
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| The truth I don’t want to know |