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Figure Four Miles Away

. This is mine and I won't slow down. It's mine and I won't slow down. I'll make a way. Make way. Still it seems miles away. I'm crawling the whole way

Mama Zulu, try and pass the Nile Take your breath away it's like you're catchin' asthma now In this verbal marathon, you couldn't last a mile because

Thatcher's policies require massive unemployment Which makes her order to 'support our boys' nothing but a fucking insult. When they were eight thousand miles away

bitten by the king cobras And boa constrictors which convict ya Nothing but hoes in liquor stores Cops who handcuff us in the figure four I try to endure

, I can show you, oh, I I'm tha magnificent with tha sensational style Far from bein' shallow 'cause she caught me wit a smile Try to figure out my style

on further down the line Into the sun, too close at Heaven Love is fine but you can't hold it like a Two worlds apart and two together Into that good night kiss away

can tell right away If your love will stand,if your love will fall They will give you odds they will quote you statistics Oh but thinkin' don't figure

an' a half The sun had just risen on a dusty path Just then a figure had caught my eye A man with a sombrero who was four feet high I pulled over to

died and we cried It took eighteen men just to bust that ground Took three or four more just to lower him down Then we covered him up and we figured