| All you needed was somebody with a dream,
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| A fool to crucify or to put upon a pedestal.
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| Only dead fish float with the stream —
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| Compared with you I seem like an extra-terrestrial.
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| I’m not your Robin Hood or Peter Pan,
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| I won’t play Jesus Christ — Santa Claus.
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| I’ll never pass for a superman —
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| I’m just an effect trying to find a cause.
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| Tell me who am I, what am I and why am I here.
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| Is it because I’m flesh and blood
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| That creature comforts feel so good?
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| I give my body all it needs —
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| It sleeps and eats and shits and breeds.
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| And if I keep my feelings stum,
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| Hard luck — bibo ergo sum.
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| Just trying to do the best I can
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| Is a giant leap for this small man.
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| All you needed was somebody with a dream,
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| A fool to crucify or to put upon a pedestal.
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| Only dead fish float with the stream —
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| Compared with you I seem like an extra-terrestrial.
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| You say that life is a miracle —
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| I don’t believe one word.
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| Forgive me for being so cynical —
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| From down here you all look absurd.
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| So are you happy now we all feel the same?
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| Martyrs to the cause — boredom level nearing terminal.
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| You’re afraid to go against the grain,
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| Next to you I feel like a shining intellectual.
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| James T. Kirk — Albert Einstein,
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| Sitting safe aboard the Enterprise.
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| If you’re out there send me a sign —
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| I need somebody to sympathise with.
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| Tell me who am I, what am I and why am I here.
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| Must I succumb to every urge —
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| First feast and fast (then binge and purge).
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| My spirit’s strong — my flesh is weak,
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| I laugh and cry and scream and speak.
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| And sometimes when i feel confused,
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| I walk a path I did not choose.
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| Watch my life on video —
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| A private homemade horror show.
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| All you needed was somebody with a dream,
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| A fool to crucify or to put upon a pedestal.
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| Only dead fish float with the stream —
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| Compared with you I seem like an extra-terrestrial.
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| So are you happy now we all feel the same?
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| Martyrs to the cause — boredom level nearing terminal.
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| You’re afraid to go against the grain,
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| Next to you I feel like a shining intellectual.
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| You say that life is a miracle —
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| I don’t believe one word.
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| Forgive me for being so cynical —
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| From down here you all look absurd. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Halo of Flies, artist - Skyclad. Album song A Bellyful of Emptiness: The Very Best of the Noise Years 1991-1995, in the genre Фолк-метал