Curved Air - The Fool Lyrics
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The Fool
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What Are The Lyrics For The Fool By Curved Air?
The butterfly dances overhead
And the dark lights up my lips I'm steppin' right off the edge Can you take on the fool? Trancin' round a field of joy I change from girl to boy Can you deliver fun from cruel? Could you laugh at truth with a fool? Can you deliver fun from cruel? Could you laugh at truth with a fool? I got no name and I got no race and I got no mind to Tie down with you I'd give you all my Sidekick flowers but You can't have me, no I am the fool {You trust me too strong to refuse} (?) Sweet fool, what's to loose? You could begin at the end if you choose The mad hold hands with the fool Sunlight fills the everywhere As we step right off the edge Could you wear the world as your jewel, Or could you shine it on as a fool? Could you wear the world as your jewel, Or could you shine it on as a fool? You want teasin' and You want freedom and You want pleasin' to Be taught in school You need playthings and Everyday things but You can't have me, no I am the fool I got no name and I got no race and I got no mind to Tie down with you I'd give you all my Sidekick flowers but You can't have me, no I am the fool You want teasin' and You want freedom and You want pleasin' to Be taught in school You need playthings and Everyday things but You can't have me, no You are the fool |
Who Wrote The Fool By Curved Air?
Darryl Richard Way, Michael Jacques, Norma Tager
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What's The Duration Of The The Fool By Curved Air?The duration of The Fool is 4:27 minutes and seconds. |
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