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[Harris/Gers/Murray/Bayley]
There's an evil virus that's threatening mankind
Not state of the art, a serious state of the mind
The muggers, the backstabbers, the two face elite
A menace to society, a social disease.
Rape of the mind is a social disorder
The cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order
Watching beginnings of social decay
Gloating or seering at life's disarray
Eating away at your own self esteem
Pouncing on every word that you might be saying
Rape of the mind is a social disorder
The cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order
Supe
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Written by V. Barrett, B. Eli
I need to have you next to me in more ways than one
And I refuse to leave till I see the mornin' sun
The time is right, you hold me tight
And love's got me high
Please tell me, “Yes� and don't say, “No�
Honey, not tonight
Move a little close to me, you owe it to yourself
And I will selfishly take a little for myself
And it's because of you
That love won't let me wait
Yeah, yeah
The time is right,
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Strange young girls
Covered with sadness;
Eyes of innocence
Hiding their madness.
Walking the strip--
Sweet,soft,and placid---
Offering their youth
On the alter of acid.
Thinking these gifts
Were sent by the dove;
All for the trip
Accompanied by love.
Gentle young girls,
Holding and walking;
Wisdom flows childlike
While softly talking.
Colors surround them
Bejewling their hair;
Visions astound them,
Demanding their share.
Children of Orpheus
Called by the dove--
All for the trip
Accompanied by love.
Thinkin
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Tried to amend my carnivorous habits
Made it nearly seventy days
Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds
Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays
But at night I'd had these wonderful dreams
Some kind of sensuous treat
Not zuchinni, fettucini or bulghar wheat
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat
Chorus:
Cheeseburger in paradise (paradise)
Heaven on earth with an onion slice (paradise)
Not too particular not too precise (paradise)
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise
Heard about the old time sailor men
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