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Turning Blue

Madness

 With the ease of a practised smile
 The tears of a crocodile
 Well shake then wash your hands
 Of the smell of foreign land
 The propaganda woman said
 It might be worse you could be dead
 Now we've an impressive show
 Let's wind it up and watch it go

 Still a strange thing to me
 Is there's no place I'd rather be
 Rollercoasting backwards to
 Up and down and turning blue

 No pie in the sky
 For the small man gets smaller
 But a poke in the eye
 From an unwelcome caller

 Still a strange thing to me
 Is there's no place I'd rather be
 Rollercoasting backwards to
 Up and down and turning blue

 Policeman's eyes on overload
 A fractured island might explode
 A million pieces washed ashore
 From Disneyland to Warsaw

 Let's have a rehearsal run
 An underground holiday in the sun
 Take time to sit and reflect
 A white wall where the sun collects

 Still a strange thing to me
 Is there's no place I'd rather be
 Rollercoasting backwards to
 Up and down and turning blue

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