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  1. Lies
  2. Genius
  3. Stupid Master


Lies
(da
"Stupid Lies", 1995)
Have you ever * me, have you ever?
Now I know what's in your eyes
Have you ever * me, have you ever known me?
Now I know what's in your lies

Every day, every night
How I wonder about your lies
Blue or green, dark or bright
How I wonder about your eyes
Turning left, turning right
My heart's happy only when it cries

No way to say your lies
No way, your lies, oh baby
No way to see your eyes
No way

I can't go on living, I can't go on
With all this truth that's in your lies
I can't go on wasting, I can't go on lasting
Till I find what's in your eyes

Every day, every night
How I wonder about your lies
Blue or green, dark or bright
How I wonder about your eyes
Turning left, turning right
My heart's happy only when it cries

No way to say your lies
No way, your lies, oh baby
No way to see your eyes
No way

Genius
(da
"Stupid Lies", 1995)
Have you ever asked to you, baby
If your words are really true, don't wanna tell you
Now your mind seems to be a coffer of secrets
And your smile * an effusion of hidden genius

When I look into your eyes
When I look into your eyes

Stupid Master
(da
"Stupid Lies", 1995)
I am here, I look around, and I feel better
I believe I wonít go out, and try to get her
Leave me alone, and take me home, into the shelter
Bring sun or rain, Ďcause I donít want the fame,

Now, sheís getting old, oh that little girl
Oh, and Iíve been told, that sheís gonna
grow!

I did like her and the bike, just going faster
I donít like sheís going out, on with that toaster
Iím just a dog, canít get in that bog, Ďt would be a disaster
So Iíll let her go, Ďcause I donít want the fame, my stupid master,
my stupid master, my stupid master, my stupid master

Now, sheís getting old, oh that little girl
Oh, and Iíve been told, that sheís gonna
die!

Sheís getting into the wood
Just a million times Iíve told not to
Sheís getting down to the pond
It is really a place you could just do
Hurt yourself 
Fall down and drown
Fall down and drown
But I wonít get out and save you
Not this time                       And she was
Will you leave me sleeping?         Moving, she was
Will you leave me sleeping?         Spinning, she was
Realize I donít mind you            Drowning, she was
Iím not able to save you            And she was
Iím not able to save you            Falling, she was
I just tried in my mind             Sinking, she was
But youíre a stupid master          Screaming out
Canít you think of yourself?        And she was
Canít you think of yourself?        Moving, she was
Canít you think of yourself?        Spinning, she was
Canít you think of yourself?        Drowning, she was
 
Now, sheís getting old, oh that little girl
Oh, and Iíve been told, that sheís gonna
Now, sheís getting old, oh that little girl
Oh, and Iíve been told, that sheís gonna
die!


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