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Velvet and satin and puppets on strings Everyone's dancing with Lady Marlene Fear is the colour of all that they wear Mother of pearl parlors pull like her heart, of, stone Silently soldiers stands 'til they fall Icicle chandalier shining so cold They are draped in red in her masquerade Lady Marlene takes your hands and commands them When, to, blow, goes to the skies above deep in dispair they cry: "Where is the love?" Oh, the north wind blows goes to the skies above deep in dispair they cry: "Where is the love?" Birk is her grip on the world Climate rose when the flag is so flirty Your back's on marlene and let there be love Child and pale, you won't fall asleep as... 4x Oh, the north wind blows goes to the skies above deep in dispair they cry: "Where is the love?" |