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Screaming bagpipes, swinging upright bass riff, larynx tearing chorus, spoken-word break, Jeff Beck on acid guitar break, orchestral outro. Barking dog choir---no, wait a second -no dogs. That's another tune. |
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Story Behind the Song
A surreal look at a childs life in a hostile surrounding
Lyrics
Run
I always run in my dreams
Son
Im not the son he needs
Nighttime
With just two wings I could fly away
So high
AND NOW THIS SCREAMING MORNING
IT HITS ME WITHOUT WARNING
I CANT RELAX FOR LONG IN HIGHBRIDGE TOWN
Friends
Some monsters I count as my friends
Sad
Sad when they die in the end
Nighttime
With just two wings I could fly away
So far
AND NOW THIS SCREAMING MORNING
IT HITS ME WITHOUT WARNING
I CANT RELAX FOR LONG IN HIGHBRIDGE TOWN
My pants, they dont fit, theyre too short and Im feeling tat my ears are too big and my eyes are too small and Im always getting everything wrong- dont have to tell me but I know that he will, I couldnt tell you why Im standing here still and Im marking all the points of egress cause Im sensing that a mess will ensue if I run
And I will get my ass kicked
Thank you
Safe?
Im not sure what you mean
Late
Hurry, hell rupture my spleen
Nighttime
With just two wings I could fly away
So high
AND NOW THIS SCREAMING MORNING
IT HITS ME WITHOUT WARNING
I CANT RELAX FOR LONG IN HIGHBRIDGE TOWN
(Im getting out)
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