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pride
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a conifer,
Of a new silence,
Of one hanky-panky,
The sun is sitting on the wrong side of the sea,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a bus shelter,
Don't stay here, we can hear
The angelus ringing
The sun is lovely,
Sadder than the Gruss circus
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Of a conifer,
Of a new silence,
Of one hanky-panky,
The sun is sitting on the wrong side of the sea,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a bus shelter,
Don't stay here, we can hear
The angelus ringing
The sun is lovely,
Sadder than the Gruss circus
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a spiral,
Of a glass of Campari,
Of the crew's goodwill,
Paris is so small when you swim back there
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Of a spiral,
Of a glass of Campari,
Of the crew's goodwill,
Paris is so small when you swim back there
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Strolling around, smelling,
Smelling the unusual flame...
Winning, losing
Losing your winning hand, your pride...
Smelling the unusual flame...
Winning, losing
Losing your winning hand, your pride...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of filthy love,
Of a simple denial,
Of a bad life,
Of a bad patch
Silence is as oppressive
As an aircraft carrier passing by,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a sacrifice,
Of a death on credit,
Of a prejudice arisen out of damage,
The sun is escaping,
As a soap suddenly slipping away,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Of filthy love,
Of a simple denial,
Of a bad life,
Of a bad patch
Silence is as oppressive
As an aircraft carrier passing by,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a sacrifice,
Of a death on credit,
Of a prejudice arisen out of damage,
The sun is escaping,
As a soap suddenly slipping away,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Strolling around, smelling,
Smelling the unusual flame...
Winning, losing
Losing your winning hand, your pride...
Smelling the unusual flame...
Winning, losing
Losing your winning hand, your pride...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a sleeping pill,
Of the crumbling ceiling
You're watching when you're lying down,
The sun is gone,
The snow falling on the flagstones,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Of a sleeping pill,
Of the crumbling ceiling
You're watching when you're lying down,
The sun is gone,
The snow falling on the flagstones,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a streetlight,
Of a dormant pain,
Of a winter night's chaste spleen,
The inimical old age
Remains the cornerstone
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Of a streetlight,
Of a dormant pain,
Of a winter night's chaste spleen,
The inimical old age
Remains the cornerstone
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Strolling around, smelling,
Smelling the unusual flame...
Winning, losing
Losing your winning hand, your pride...
Smelling the unusual flame...
Winning, losing
Losing your winning hand, your pride...
Thank God, we are always at the mercy
Of a spark,
Somewhere in Paris,
At the far end of a hotel bar,
From the next life on
I dream for us to always be faithful,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
Of a spark,
Somewhere in Paris,
At the far end of a hotel bar,
From the next life on
I dream for us to always be faithful,
What an adventure, what an adventure...
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