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British India - The Golden Years lyrics
It makes me nervous and I know why
 This secret service this dead end guy
 And ever since I was a young man
 I've been waiting for right now
 Take off your name tag, push through the crowd
 I haven't seen you in months and months
 Been snorting diamonds and stealing cars
 And every time I see you these days
 It feels like we have never met
 I can't remember, I can't forget
 It's the angel complication
 You've got to get there your own way man, 
 Then you've just got to do it again
 It's the angel being questioned
 You've got to get there your own way man, 
 Then you've just got to do it again
I think about you now and thenBritish India - The Golden Years - http://motolyrics.com/british-india/the-golden-years-lyrics.html
 These golden years that we're drowing in
 We'll spend our whole lives trying to get to a place
 We don't want to be
 Take off your t-shirt, lie next to me
 It's the angel complication
 You've got to get there your own way man, 
 Then you've just got to do it again
 It's the angel being wasted
 Reminding me once again, that I have no freinds
 I'm alone and I'll end up as dead as everyone else
 It's the angel complication
 You've got to get there your own way man, 
 Then you've just got to do it again
 It's the angel on the pavement
 She sings a song that lasts forever
 But I hate to remember
 I forget as hard as I can









