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Recorded in 1982 by The Psychedelic Furs. (03:33 min)
There's an army on the dance floorIt's a fashion with a gun my loveIn a room without a doorA kiss is not enough inLove my way, It's a new roadI follow where my mind goesThey'd put us on a railroadThey'd dearly make us payFor laughing in their facesAnd making it our wayThere's emptiness behind their eyesThere's dust in all their heartsThey just want to steal us allAnd take us all apartBut not inLove my way, it's a new roadI follow where my mind goesLove my way, it's a new roadI follow where my mind goesLove my way, it's a new roadI follow where my mind goesSwallow all your tears my loveAnd put on your new faceYou can never win or loseIf you don't run the race
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