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SKYCLAD lyrics : "A Well Beside The River"

A song i dedicate unto those who share my need
to give their all - and should they fall strive on til they
succeed.


though my belly aches with hunger - weary limbs tremble and
shiver

i'd rather go where waters flow - no well beside the river.

It's spur has driven some to Hell on an unbridled desire

no pain - no gain - the strongest chain's forged in the hottest
fire


I pity you - who's eyes so blue have never known ambition
yet can spit your judgment at me like some crazed, despotic
queen

This dull existence merely half-life - (a glazed comatose
condition)
too scary to try - so born to die sat at your sewing machine


Discontentedly accepting all the world's prepared to give her
it's fate that she stagnates just like a well beside the

river

Life's one almighty, ducking - school we've built with our own

hands.
We can swim and burn or sink and drown
'cause either way we're damned.

I'm so proud to be the tupping fool - your foul, fantastic
freak,
at least each moment I've spent on this earth was totally

unique.

So little man with such big plans to stand upon the stage,

Why do you squabble in the dirt - you should be reaching for a
star?
By far the greatest gift that I can give on making the front

page,
it is: instead of punching faces why not practice your
guitar.


More beauty has been composed than jealousy can tear and
sliver.

Wilst troubled waters bubble -you're a well beside the river

Life's one almighty ,ducking - school we've built with our own

hands.
We can swim and burn or sink and drown
'cause either way we're damned.

I'm so proud to be the tupping fool - your foul, fantastic
freak,
at least each moment I've spent on this earth was totally

unique.

There's a dirty job I've done for all my life without

time-off called being me.
Though the hours are long and my pay is poor - I can't resign
it's

all I'm qualified to be!

[CHORUS:]


Life's one almighty ,ducking - school we've built with our own
hands.

We can swim and burn or sink and drown
'cause either way we're damned.
I'm so proud to be the tupping fool - your foul, fantastic

freak,
at least each moment I've spent on this earth was totally
unique.


Though my belly aches with hunger - weary limbs tremble and
shiver,

I'd rather go where waters flow - no well beside the river.

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