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Snakedance

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(jack hues)

Let’s rent a place in town
Somewhere we can call our own
Let’s knock these barriers down
We need to spend some time alone
Everything in the world has a name
Oh doesn’t it make you feel
Like you’ve moved into a rented apartment
Everything is real
But it doesn’t belong to you

Chorus:
All the words are dead, so we need to
Snakedance
All the words are dead, so we need to
Snakedance

Let’s get that empty room
But first I really must be sure
Every word, every name you know
Will vanish when we close the door

Just say oh (all the words are dead)
Just say yeah (so we need to snakedance)
Just say ugh (all the words are dead)
Just say ooo (so we need to snakedance)

Wrap yourself around me
Help me start again
Wrap yourself around me
And girl let’s snakedance
Snakedance
Don’t give me talking, give me snakedance

All the words are dead, so we need to
Snakedance
Nothing more be said, so we need to
Snakedance

If logic is a glass bead game
And science is an iron wheel
And your life is a riderless horse
Dragging you by the heel
You need a place where you can concentrate
On what it is to be
Don’t think, don’t speak any language
The silence in the room
Is all that belongs to you

Wrap yourself around me
Help me start again
Wrap yourself around me
And girl let’s snakedance

Repeat chorus twice

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