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Forsaken and Lost Beyond the grasp Of the Saviour Machine. Crying out to a lad Insane without you. My death approaches From across the Universe, But God knows I'm good And He'll never let me down. But I'm too dizzy So I stand here at a bus stop And I stare in fascination As people shout, "Watch that man!" He's on top the Motel. "Jump", they say and "Sacrifice yourself" "But don't look down." With a sense of doubt I wonder "Who can I be now?" Then a london boy approches me And says, "Gimme your hands, 'Cause you're wonderful!" "Stay and take my tip You better hang onto yourself Because it ain't easy And you're such a pretty thing." "We've got no control Because we're here today and gone tomorrow. We all go through changes And god only knows Just how much time we have. So, Let's dance!"
