only giorgio morodor could turn disco into techno
All along, on his way to the top,
Somehow, somewhere, something was lost.
Through it all he knew his only friend was
Song and emotion.
Know he's got to his dyin' day.
Song and emotion.
Where are they now, where are those people who promised him his dreams?
Where are they now for this lonely creature on the streets?
Broken, humbled by the cold reality.
Life at the top ain't always what it seems.
Oh, better run for cover, 'cause it looks like rain again.
You best be careful of what you dream,
Of what you dream!
Somehow, somewhere, something was lost.
Through it all he knew his only friend was
Song and emotion.
Know he's got to his dyin' day.
Song and emotion.
Where are they now, where are those people who promised him his dreams?
Where are they now for this lonely creature on the streets?
Broken, humbled by the cold reality.
Life at the top ain't always what it seems.
Oh, better run for cover, 'cause it looks like rain again.
You best be careful of what you dream,
Of what you dream!
wtf okay
I was born in a hurricane
Nothing to lose and everything to gain
Ran before I walked
Reaching for the top
Out of control just like a runaway train
I never walked on the narrow path
I always wanted what I didn't have
All was not enough
Riding lady luck
Driving in the fast lane and just stepped on the gas...
Nothing to lose and everything to gain
Ran before I walked
Reaching for the top
Out of control just like a runaway train
I never walked on the narrow path
I always wanted what I didn't have
All was not enough
Riding lady luck
Driving in the fast lane and just stepped on the gas...
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Silicone Soul - BBC Radio 1's Essential Mix (2001-09-02)
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSYjqOB4Pwo
I don't wanna pacify you
I don't wanna drag you down
But I'm feeling like a prisoner
Like a stranger in a no-name town
I see all the angry faces
Afraid that could be you and me
Talking about what might have been
Thinking about what it used to be
There's no easy way out
There's no shortcut home
There's no easy way out
Giving in can't be wrong...
I don't wanna drag you down
But I'm feeling like a prisoner
Like a stranger in a no-name town
I see all the angry faces
Afraid that could be you and me
Talking about what might have been
Thinking about what it used to be
There's no easy way out
There's no shortcut home
There's no easy way out
Giving in can't be wrong...
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