I want no more of violence I want no more of this I caught a glimpse of heavan on the night we nearly kissed But the lycanthrope walks easily where angels fear to tread - I'll never be man enough for you, so I'll kick a can instead I'll kick a can in Songtext

I want no more of violence
I want no more of this
I caught a glimpse of heavan on the night we nearly kissed
But the lycanthrope walks easily where angels fear to tread -
I'll never be man enough for you, so I'll kick a can instead
I'll kick a can instead, I'll kick a can instead

Sun, rain, a clammy train
Treading the shingle - it's always the same
Sun, rain, an empty train -
I'm falling off of my feet again

I want no more of violence, I want no more of this
Every time we talk, I feel the tragedy of our tryst:
But the longing of the night gives way
To the darkness of the dawn
I'll never be man enough for you
And I wish I wasn't born, oh I wish I wasn't born
I wish I wasn't born...

Sun, rain, a clammy train
Treading the shingle - it's always the same
Sun, rain, an empty train -
I'm falling off of my feet again

Sun, rain, a clammy train
You're so vain, oh you're so vain
Sun, rain, an empty train -
I'm falling off of my feet again
I'm falling off of my feet again
I'm falling off of my feet again...
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