First Time
In the night time
When it's dark and cold
I find peace of mind
Cos I have you to hold
When we're sound asleep
And we're breathing slow
Angels up above
And the devil below
House of the rising sun
Enough love for everyone
Happy just to be
Everyone in the world
Has his fisrt time
And his best time
And his worst time
I've heard your voice so sweet
Strangers until we meet
Still the dark side of the moon
Please don't ask me why
But it's something I
Have so deep inside
So I can tell you now
That I see, it all the way
Through you
Please don't ask me why
But it's something I
Have so deep inside
So I can tell you now
That I see, it all the way
Through you
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Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held
It pays my way, but it corrodes my soul
I want to leave, you will not miss me
I want to go down in musical history
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck
I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck
I must move fast, you understand me
I want to go down in celluloid history
Fame, Fame, fatal Fame
It can play hideous tricks on the brain
But still I'd rather be Famous
Than righteous or holy, any day
But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
I
It pays my way, but it corrodes my soul
I want to leave, you will not miss me
I want to go down in musical history
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck
I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck
I must move fast, you understand me
I want to go down in celluloid history
Fame, Fame, fatal Fame
It can play hideous tricks on the brain
But still I'd rather be Famous
Than righteous or holy, any day
But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
I