There's a land without delight
were saints immortal were slain
Infinite day expelled by night
and pleasures unite in pain
In this land without delight
thousands of candles glow
within their flame of misty light
my blood will always flow
Drown me in the crimson sky
and utopian disease
The spirit of all life will die
Hail the godless seas
Repeat first
Come burn with me
in the oean so deep
The mirror of our soul
Burn, burn with me
Drown me in the crimson sky
and utopian disease
The chaos of heavens die
will fall into the seas
Sade - Smooth Operator 1984 (03:18)
Sade - Smooth Operator 1984 Diamond life, lover boy. We move in space with minimum waste and maximum
joy. City lights and business nights. When you require streetcar desire for higher heights. No place
for beginners or sensitive hearts When sentiment is left to chance. No place to be ending but
somewhere to start. No need to ask, he's a Smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth
operator. Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male. Across the north and south, to Key Largo ...
