9/1/09

Ramallah

What Difference Does it Make?
Ramallah
(Covering The Smiths)



All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you

So, what difference does it make?
So, what difference does it make?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight

The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why?
Because you asked me to!
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

So, what difference does it make?
Oh, what difference does it make?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight

But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, I'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today
But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


Beauty
Ramallah



Someday
Why do I hate all of the beautiful people?
Why am I always in pain?
Why do I hate all that I can not have
is it my nature or am I insane?
Someday
Why can't I get a face of beauty?
Why am I always in pain?
Why can't I look upon your beautiful face
without hatred?
Why do I hate all the beautiful people?
Why am I always in pain?
Why do I hate all that I'll never have
is it my nature or am I insane?
Why can't I get a face of beauty?
Why am I always in pain?
Why can't I look upon your beautiful face
without hatred?
(without hatred)
Someday never comes
Go
Why can't I get a face of beauty?
Why am I always in pain?
Why can't I look upon your beautiful face
without hatred?
Why do I hate all of the beautiful people?
Why am I always in pain?
Why do I hate all that I'll never have
is it my nature or am I insane?
Someday
Someday never comes
Someday

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