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the bolshoi - a way - live at the town and country club, london, 1986 lyrics

(spoken)
this song’s all about…this song’s all about…love. love, the thing that unites common men, with great men. love, the common bond between all men, women, and animals. this song is all about that kind of love. and it’s dedicated to all of those of you in the audience who had babies together

(song begins)
we’re in love, let’s be together
happy times or heavy weather
mother says, “today’s a special day”
so let’s not fight, ok yeah

when you were at school, you wеre a honey
the boys all lovеd you, you loved their money
the boys would stare, you’d cross your legs
and then you’d toss your hair

away
yes, you get by
a way

money’s scarce, but family honor
brings it home, brings it home
and down the shop, the tongues they snicker
tv dinners, beer and liquor, yeah

skeletons fall out of cupboards
curtains drawn fall open to allow
the light shows up the dust
that plays around your face
away
yes, you get by
a way

away
yes, you get by
a way

(spoken)
ok (?) now. where the dj says all this stupid stuff about love and courage. but i’m sure everybody with a mind knows it’s absolutely true

(song)
innocence and lies don’t make a perfect match
leave your door unlatched
i know a word can be untrue
and yet still move you

all the time they bring their friends ’round
dress you up, show you up
and all the time they told you it was true
well, i’ll believe you now

but then i just don’t know
i think i have to reconsider, yeah
i know when she got married
she looked fine in white and lacy frills
oh yeah, she had a baby
it was painful, it was worth it
and all the time they stuck the knife in
pulled it up and twisted it around
away
yes, you get by
a way

away
yes, you get by
a way

well, that’s fine
fine
fine

(spoken)
that’s really kind of you! now i wonder, does anybody know, there was a wedding today. this song is dedicated to uh, uh, fergus, fergus and adrian. may they um, live ingrained in history, in frames of ivory and gold chiseled enamel bathrooms forever. this next song is an american song, and it’s the last time we’re ever gonna do it. cause we hate it. this is dedicated to all those people who are gonna go out and buy our new album

- the bolshoi lyrics

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