Artist: The Cavedogs Album: Unsorted Song: Love Grenade Translated title:
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Wind of sorrow, song of pain Make tomorrow an easy thing She's up on a hillside flogging the dead Says I'm not gonna go till it blackens my head Bring on sorrow, Have to borrow
Banish color and the sane Ignore the Sabbath and pray for rain She's up in the evening playing a game She don't want to know that it's nicely arranged Bring on sorrow, I will follow
Draw the curtains, prone on the floor Like to kill with a kiss "Quadrophenia" blasts down the walls Of you and all other kids So don't bring up sorrow to me
Don't dream up sorrow to see
Crown of sorrow, boots of pain By tomorrow a fashion thing I'm up on my highhorse calling her names I'm not one of you, cause I don't wear your pain She dreams up sorrow, Still I follow
(Instrumental Break)
She dreams up sorrow, A dream she swallows
Cool coffee lie on the floor Ashes floating are grim Gothic posters, heighten remorse Asleep she just dreams of him So don't bring up sorrow to me Don't play with what you can't see Don't dream of someone, not me Or bring back someone to see Don't leave it sorrow or me Don't play with what you can't see Bring out something in me Don't bring up sorrow to see
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