Shooting Shark Lyric Blue Oyster Cult Don't Fear The Reaper:

Well I bumped inside the magic man
And he laid some tricks on me
He said,
"You do need help my friend"
I whispered, "Obviously"
He laid a spread of
Jacks and Queens
And he bade me take my pick
But every face it had your
face
I cried out, "I am sick"

Sick of hauling your love around
Want
to run the train alone
But the engine tracks straight through your
heart
And weighs me like a stone

Oh, it's a hard load to love
you
It takes up all my time, having you
So familiar
Like last life's

Nursery rhyme

So I gave away the pictures
And your golden
ring
And the phone calls you sent me
And the silver birds that
sing
Then the man he told me something
That really brought me down
Your
things were thrown away, it's true
But you were still in town

Sick of
hauling your love around
Wanna run the train alone
But the engine tracks
straight through your heart
And weighs me like a stone

Oh, it's a hard
load to love you
It takes up all my time, having you
So familiar
Like
last life's
Nursery rhyme

The magician let a message
It flashes
when I hide
Accept the chains of loving
Accept or else remove yourself
from her side
And do without her love
And I lay back with a steel
chain
I keep it by my side
I could mail a letter to you but I
still
Have my pride

Sick of hauling your love around
Wanna run the
train alone
But the engine tracks straight through your heart
And weighs
me like a stone

Three times I've sent you back from me
Three times my
bones gone dry
And three times I've seen the shooting shark
Lighting up
the sky

Oh, it's a hard load to love you, babe
It takes my breath
away
The fourth time round
Is the last time round
There's nothing else
to say






 

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