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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
From the Arizona desert
To the Salisbury Plain
Lights on the horizon
Patterns on the grain
Anxious eyes turned upward
Clutching souvenirs
Carrying our highest hopes
And our darkest fears
[Verse 2]
They swear there was an accident
Back in '47
Little man with a great big head
Splattered down from heaven
Government conspiracy
Cover-ups and lies
Hidden in the desert
Under endless skies
[Pre-Chorus]
Well it's a cold cold cold cold cold cold cold cold
Post postmodern world
No time for heroes no place for good guys
No room for Rocky The Flying Squirrel
[Chorus]
They're not here they're not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your weary eyes back homeward
Stop your trembling dry your tears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you my brother
They're not here they're not coming
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
Would they pile into the saucer
Find Orlando's rat and hug it?
Go screaming through the universe
Just to get McNuggets?
Well I don't think so I don't think so
It's much too dangerous it's much too strange
Here in a world that won't give Oprah
No home on the range
[Pre-Chorus]
Well it's a cold cold cold cold cold cold cold cold
Post postmodern world
No authenticity no sign of soul
The radio won't play George and Merle
[Chorus]
They're not here they're not coming
Not in a million years
'Til we put away our hatred
'Til we lay aside our fears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you my sister
They're not here they're not coming
[Bridge]
To this garden we were given
And always took for granted
It's like my daddy told me
"You just bloom where you're planted."
Now you long to be delivered
From this world of pain and strife
That's a sorry substitution
For a spiritual life
[Solo]
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[Pre-Chorus]
Well it's a cold cold cold cold cold cold cold cold
Post postmodern world
No place for sentiment no room for romance
Bring back the Duke of Earl
[Chorus]
They're not here they're not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your hopes back homeward
Hold your children dry their tears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you my brother
They're not here they're not coming
They're not here they're not coming
Not in a million years
'Til we put away our hatred
And lay aside our fears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you my brother
They're not here they're not coming
[Ending]
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(moins de barrés)