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| − | + | We could be gods<br /> | |
| − | + | Is there something that holds you back?<br /> | |
| − | + | We could be gods<br /> | |
| − | + | And the world's coming under attack<br /> | |
| − | + | I don't even know what I'm doing<br /> | |
| − | + | But there's something seems so right to me | |
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===Verse 2=== | ===Verse 2=== | ||
| − | + | Summer's over and she's gone away<br /> | |
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| − | + | Did I hope, did I really think this would be forever? | |
| − | + | Still I can't help but contemplate<br /> | |
| − | + | Could I have found a way to change my fate?<br /> | |
| − | + | Was I there, did I shout for joy as the stars sang together? | |
===Verse 3=== | ===Verse 3=== | ||
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===Charles 2=== | ===Charles 2=== | ||
| − | + | We could be gods<br /> | |
| − | + | Now I'm diggin' deep for diamond ore<br /> | |
| − | + | We could be gods<br /> | |
And there's voices prophesying war<br /> | And there's voices prophesying war<br /> | ||
Hot hot hot<br /> | Hot hot hot<br /> | ||
The weeping stars are throwing down their spears | The weeping stars are throwing down their spears | ||
Revision as of 19:10, 5 September 2015
Verse 1
Never much was one for plans, it's true
But don't you tell me I should think it through
Just seventeen, it would seem I'm melting in her dream tonight
Won't call her dad to have a friendly chat
Don't give a damn about tomorrow's SAT
'Cause it's here, and it's now, and my lightning is about to strike
Charles
We could be gods
Is there something that holds you back?
We could be gods
And the world's coming under attack
I don't even know what I'm doing
But there's something seems so right to me
Verse 2
Summer's over and she's gone away
Did I hope, did I really think this would be forever?
Still I can't help but contemplate
Could I have found a way to change my fate?
Was I there, did I shout for joy as the stars sang together?
Verse 3
My dad sat me down and told me, "Son, it's well time
That you left behind this life of debauch.
Stop all this screwing around, it's time you settled down
And started thinking with your head, not your crotch."
Well, who the hell died and made you Ancient of Days
To tell me what I should and should not do?
Damned if you'll shackle me before I'm nailed to a tree
Or I become an old man just like you
Charles
Charles 2
We could be gods
Now I'm diggin' deep for diamond ore
We could be gods
And there's voices prophesying war
Hot hot hot
The weeping stars are throwing down their spears
