WIRE


Boiling Boy Lyrics

Gifts of the west winds
Dark and deep
In secret sunset
Places creep
Lock up your hats
Lock up your hats
Progress with a vision
To practice with at home
A schism with an ism
To practice with at home
A collision with decision
To practice with at home
He transfered his soul
To his imagination
His atoms were excited
And he glowed in the dark
The boiling boy
Was a picture of confusion
But he had the advantage
Of a cold start heart

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Songwriter(s): Bruce Clifford Gilbert, Colin John Newman, Graham Lewis, Robert Selwyn Grey
Copyright: Embassy Music Corp. O/B/o Mute Song
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