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Climbing The Wall

Iím just lying here thinking to myself again
Iím round the bend
Iíve been driving around talking to myself again
Not making no sense

So what makes you and what makes me?
What makes men lie through their teeth?
And what makes ten-ton birds fly me across the sea?
And whoís to say that if the sun went out today
That all the movies stars would drive their cars away?
The fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade
Whatís going down?
Whatís going around?
Iím climbing the wall

Iím just standing here looking at myself again
Iím going blind
Iím just sitting here playing with myself again
Itís turning me on

So what makes you and what makes me?
What makes women lie through their teeth?
And what makes ten-ton ships sail me across the sea?
And whoís to say that if the sun went out today
That all the movies stars would drive their cars away?
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade
Whatís going down?
Whatís going around?
Iím climbing the wall

So what makes you and what makes me?
What makes people lie through their teeth?
And what makes ten-ton trains rail me under the sea?
And whoís to say that if the sun went out today (what if the sun went out today)
That all the movies stars would drive their cars away? (and would drive their cars away)
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade (fallen angels on parade)
Whatís going down?
Whatís going around? (today)
Iím climbing the wall

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