The Next Hundred Years 1986 lyrics
1986
The Next Hundred Years
GENRE [Intro]
He must have some serious problem
Being so strong
Going so long
Without giving in
Without dipping into sin (into sin)
It is killing him
He must have done something so wrong
Look at that scar
Draped across his heart
He wears it with pride
He has nothing to hide
But the path that runs up his sleeve to his mind
Any day now
His secret will be out
Any day now
His love will come around
He must have some
Trick or device
Secret or lie
Colored dirty white
[Pre-Chorus]
My blues are a fiery red
My tears are falls that haven't left
These deep cavernous eyes
Locked tight
[Chorus]
Hold me closer than before
Be my workhorse
Be my war whore
[Pre-Chorus]
My blues are a fiery red
My tears are fears that haven't left
The depth of these shut eyes
Locked tight
My blues are a fiery mess
I have not cleaned up yet
I just sweep 'em all under the rug I'm above
[Chorus]
Hold me closer than before
Be my workhorse
Be my war whore
Hold me closer than ever before
Be my pretty soldier
Be my war whore
This life is water under the bridge
Milk from the bottom of her cup
That she'd always make you drink from
Like you could never get enough
God damn, I must have a serious problem
For it to have come to this
God damn, I must be curious
To have looked inside it
Come back I got you mapped
Away from me you can
Run but you will not hide
I know you'll take the dive
He must have some serious problem
Being so strong
Going so long
Without giving in
Without dipping into sin (into sin)
It is killing him
He must have done something so wrong
Look at that scar
Draped across his heart
He wears it with pride
He has nothing to hide
But the path that runs up his sleeve to his mind
Any day now
His secret will be out
Any day now
His love will come around
He must have some
Trick or device
Secret or lie
Colored dirty white
[Pre-Chorus]
My blues are a fiery red
My tears are falls that haven't left
These deep cavernous eyes
Locked tight
[Chorus]
Hold me closer than before
Be my workhorse
Be my war whore
[Pre-Chorus]
My blues are a fiery red
My tears are fears that haven't left
The depth of these shut eyes
Locked tight
My blues are a fiery mess
I have not cleaned up yet
I just sweep 'em all under the rug I'm above
[Chorus]
Hold me closer than before
Be my workhorse
Be my war whore
Hold me closer than ever before
Be my pretty soldier
Be my war whore
This life is water under the bridge
Milk from the bottom of her cup
That she'd always make you drink from
Like you could never get enough
God damn, I must have a serious problem
For it to have come to this
God damn, I must be curious
To have looked inside it
Come back I got you mapped
Away from me you can
Run but you will not hide
I know you'll take the dive
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