Favourite Closing Song Lyrics

Ti salverò da ogni malinconia
Perché sei un essere speciale
Ed io avrò cura di te
Io sì, che avrò cura di te
 
So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win
 
The dream is over. What can I say?
The dream is over — Yesterday.
I was the dream weaver, but now I'm reborn.
I was the Walrus, but now I'm John.
And so dear friends, you'll just have to carry on.
The dream is over.
 
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of...The Thriller!

Ahh-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha....
 
So you cower in the towns forgotten places
And you make your bed with unfamiliar faces
And at last you've got your freedom but that's all you've got
You're tryin' to make your mind up if you're better off

You pretend to wait for washing in some laundromat
But you're damned if you'll give them the satisfaction of you going back
You'd freeze to death before you'd share a roof with them
And you'd starve before you'd let him get his hands on you again

Did you cry when they dragged you home
Did you cry when they dragged you home
Poor little runaway, poor little runaway
 
So you think it's me who's strange
But you've never had to make the change
Never give your trust away
You'll end up in paying till your dying day
 
Come sleep on the beach
Keep within my reach
I just want to die with you near
I'm feeling so high with you here
I'm wet and I'm cold
But thank God I ain't old
Why didn't I ever say what I mean?
I should have split home at fifteen
There's a story that the grass is so green
What did I see?
Where have I been?

Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand
 
Run down ghost town, no chance for love,
No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night.

Hear 'em howl.
 
….never hear surf music again…

Not making that up, it’s buried in a ‘60’s psychedelic rock song about a majestic cackling hen…
 
You know you got what I want
And I’ve got what you need
We should be keepin’ ourselves outside
Forget about the heat in the street
 
...Now that it's all over
Woman, there's something I think you should know
Baby, baby, think it over
Just one more time before you go
Call on me, baby
If there's anything I can do for you
Call on me, baby
Help me see it through

Call on me, baby
Why don't you call on me baby?
Oh, help me see
I'm in love with you (so in love with you)
 
The coolest thing I ever saw
You were sitting there smoking my cigarettes
You were naked on the bare stone floor
You looked at me to say don't guess
I was only watching, is it bad that I should love you best
Undressed?
 
And when the sun is getting lower
And your wildest days are done
And they ask you about a photograph
From back when you were young
Well baby, you don't have to tell 'em
What you did when you were us
When you think about it
I hope you blush, just a little bit
When you think about it, I hope you blush
Just a little bit, when you think about it
 
And when the sun is getting lower
And your wildest days are done
And they ask you about a photograph
From back when you were young
Well baby, you don't have to tell 'em
What you did when you were us
When you think about it
I hope you blush, just a little bit
When you think about it, I hope you blush
Just a little bit, when you think about it
Moody Blues?
 
Give me crazy, all your amazing
Whatever you give me, I will give you love
 
Seems I am in a sad mood somehow....

You ran away, you're all the same
Angels lie to keep control
Ooh, my love was punished long ago
If you still care, don't ever let me know
If you still care, don't ever let me know
 
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