Astralasia - Spirit of the Age (Flesh to Phantasy) Lyrics
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Spirit of the Age (Flesh to Phantasy)
Spirit of the Age (Flesh to Phantasy) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Spirit of the Age (Flesh to Phantasy) By Astralasia?
I would've liked you to have been deep frozen too
And waiting still as fresh in your flesh for my Return to earth But your father refused to sign the forms to freeze you Let's see you'd be about 60 now, and long dead By the time I return to earth My time held dreams were full of you as you were When I left, still underage Your android replica is playing up again It's no joke When she comes she moans another's name But that's the spirit of the age, that's the Spirit of the age I am a clone, I am not alone Every fiber of my flesh and bone is identical to The others Everything I say is in the same tone as my test Tube brother's voice And there's no choice between us, if you had ever Seen us you'd rejoice in your uniqueness And consider every weakness something special of Your own Being a clone I have no flaws to identify Even this doggerel that pours from my pen Has just been written by another twenty Telepathic men Word for word it says "Oh, for the wings of any bird other than a Battery hen" __________________________________________________________________________ |
Who Wrote Spirit of the Age (Flesh to Phantasy) By Astralasia?
Dave Brock, Robert Newton Calvert
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What's The Duration Of The Spirit of the Age (Flesh to Phantasy) By Astralasia?The duration of Spirit of the Age (Flesh to Phantasy) is 9:56 minutes and seconds. |
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