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Pomp & Circumstances Songtext

Edward Simoni - Pomp & Circumstances
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Hey baby now show me your teeth.
Bite down, teach me how to bleed.
Smother every part of me
In blood and sweat and ***, boy

Running from the tips of my toes
Up and up my body it flows.
Drowning in the heat of your touch.
Pulling down my body and my soul.

Trying to hold it in while wanting you.
Is that what you want me to do?

No, no, I, I, I don't need your pride.
That you tried, tried so hard to refine.
Whatever rules of this pointless world, all lies.
Putrid and meaningless to define.

Why would you wanna hide, hide, hide your style?
Strip it naked and get ready for the dive.
Then you'll see what it's like to be alive.
And if I'm not mistaken at the peak I see your smile.

Huff and puff in synchronization,
In my ear you blow soft emotions.
Lighting the fuse to my heart
A cellular implosion.

Hey!!!
I say don't waste time to flirt
Come on gently rip off my loose shirt
And my skirt.
Don't look back get flyin'
Don't bother to hold back, darlin'

In this world there's nothing that you can't do
Or is the lazy dreamer the real you?

No, no I, I, I don't need a guy
Whose two ha- ha- hands shake when he tries
That's not how to get me satisfied
I can see disaster in your eyes.

Why don't you just make your life worthwhile?
Oh baby, there's really not much time.
Come on show it all to me, don't hide.
Come on show me all the sexy things that you have on your mind.

Can't you see in this world that we're in,
Nothing else really matters
The only thing that you can bet on is yourself.

I'm tellin' you not to cry.
We're so short on time, tonight
I see you're crankin' up your engine.
Better go on full speed BURN BURN BURN!!!
Now you know I want more
So let's don't be a bore.
Time to put your hands right on my hips and dance.
Count to three and GET DOWN

No, no, I, I, I don't need your pride
That you tried, tried so hard to refine.
Whatever rules of this pointless world, all lies.
Putrid and meaningless to define.

Why would you wanna hide, hide, hide your style?
Strip it naked and get ready for the dive.
Then you'll see what it's like to be alive.
And if I'm not mistaken at the peak I see your smile.

Free yourself from the world that we're in.
Break loose from all those chains
The fire that makes your eyes gleam like the sun is hope.
With it you can conquer the globe.
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Album Pan-Phantasien

Edward Simoni
  1. 1.
    Feuertanz
  2. 2.
    Moskauer Naechte
  3. 3.
    Pan-Serenade
  4. 4.
    The house of the rising sun
  5. 5.
    Strasse zum Licht
  6. 6.
    Frei wie ein Vogel
  7. 7.
    Lotosblume
  8. 8.
    Pomp & Circumstances
  9. 9.
    Pan-Phantasie
  10. 10.
    Danny Boy
  11. 11.
    Ballerina
  12. 12.
    Tanz auf dem Vulkan
  13. 13.
    Abendstimmung
  14. 14.
    Gefangenenchor aus 'Nabucco'
  15. 15.
    Ich traeume von dir
  16. 16.
    Popcorn
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