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Dave Vanian / Sensible Tentacles
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The dream
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Demi-gods on golden thrones
Spend most of their time all alone
We're living through them until a decent to hell
Becomes our breakfast thrill
Flesh and blood to dust return
But fantasy we learn goes on and on
The dream
Shining with an inner light
Indefinable and bright
We begin to smell the kill
Sharing every precarious thrill
Flesh and blood may now decay
But forever young - always you will stay
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The scene
The dream
But look - coming on the scene
Another cat to die for teenage dream
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The dream
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