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Therapy

Genres: Rock

Whilst I Pursue My Way Unharmed Lyrics - Therapy

I've left my tiny home 

[] 

The tiny one 

The tiny one 

With the garden in disarray 

All this on my thank-you list 

[Find/fun] nothing 

Here comes a big green one 

 

Strike me down 

With my body and mind synchronised 

Let the wicked fall into the traps of the insects 

Whilst I pursue my way unharmed 

Someone for one 

Hippos are sensitive to sounds 

From my hearing they can hear rocks below us 

Elephants also 

Elephants also pick up my 

Yes 

Oh, yes 

 

Think dirt 

Think dirt 

Think dirt 

 

Small boy 

Ronald Reagan 

 

Whoops-a-daisy 

Whoops-a-daisy 

 

The reason I can't sleep at night 

The thoughts of this room as me and you 

Justify the whole and all I can't name chords on tape 

 

[] 

She's only weak 

Her mother was torn to smitherines 

Once a couple moved to Australia 

So the youngsters wouldn't know they have seen 

Green land everywhere 

Green land everywhere 

 

There's a gentleman eating his [soil] as I fucking speak 

Yeah 

I'm gonna flick through the [] you fucking [] 

 

Thank you for Vietnam 

Thank you for Vietnam 

 

Right, come on, this is [] the fucking 

Sing here, come on 

Get these fucking pages sorted out for boys and girls 

Come on 

Yeah 

 

Thank you for Vietnam 

 

A step forward or a step behind? 

I don't know, no, I just don't know 

To the deepest part of the ocean 

Below the ocean or behind the sky 

I don't know, no, I just don't know 

Am I finding somebody to help me 

Or am I loosing my mind? 

I don't know, no, I just don't know 

I can't sleep [] wake up [or that one] before 

 

I still don't know, man 

There's a fire in the [hole] 

There's a fire in the [hole] 

There's a fire in the [hole] 

There's a fire in the [hole] 

There's a fire in the [hole] 

There's a fire in the [hole] 

There's a fire in the [hole] 

 

[Now I'm /You] gonna follow? (what's causing this fucking??? ) 

Let's go, let's fucking move it 

But I've got 

I've got the remote control in my right hand and microphone in my left 

That doesn't, right, OK, just gonna fucking go for it 

And I'll shoot [your/through] fucking walls 

 

Thank you for Vietnam 

Thank you for Vietnam 

 

Argh 

Believe it or not, doesn't matter 

Give it back, give it back 

That's the one 

I am God, yes 

[] some lateral thinking [] 

Fuck me 

No way [I will tell you] 

I want more [] 

Are you remember?

Baby I'm

Artist: Bread