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He’s got a delicate sound, he knows how to roll the stones

He’s walking like a thunder where ever he goes

Everybody admires him with full respect

Longing for his great sound that the crowd will beg

Now it’s time to climb back in and put out the tune

And no chance to come out 'fore next day noon

It’s time to get buried and create the beast

With a number one hit you leave the net in peace

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(I made with a beastie a deal)

The machine is on, it is time to press play

While his girl calls asking him to come home again

He’ll put out a tune with pure flesh and blood

Spending five days in a studio in a row

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He’s such a lovely guy

(with all the promises he makes)

He’s such a lovely guy

(he tends to live his feelings all alone)

He’s such a lovely guy

(he'd walk beside her if he could)

He’s such a lovely guy

(a master of the fantasy of truth)

He’s really obsessed with

This rhythm that flows thru his instincts

This rhythm won’t leave him in peace

Before he will get it for me

(I made with a beastie a deal)

He puts out all his senses

And sets up in his mind, all his fences

He has to be closed to get connected in. to

The phrase of the universe, the mind within

(I made with a beastie a deal)

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He’s such a lovely guy

(no-one can see what he is missing)

He’s such a lovely guy

(he tends to live his feelings all alone)

He’s such a lovely guy

(he'd walk beside her if he could)

He’s such a lovely guy

(he has to fill his duty all alone)

(I made with a beastie a deal)

Everybody admires him and his odd life

And his absence makes his girl only dream about being a lovelylovely wife

These days of creating are making him wait in, fainting

Painting his tireness to his wonderwall

Can’t you understand, they need more…

The long distance call in a studio hall…

Why the walls are so fuckin' tall?

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He’s such a lovely guy

(with all the promises he makes)

He’s such a lovely guy

(he tends to live his feelings all alone)

He’s such a lovely guy

(he'd walk beside her if he could)

He’s such a lovely guy

(a master of the fantasy of truth)