Regulo gas mark VIII

Even the world can feel me breathing

In to the count of 4, in to the count of 5

Spiders on the wall, they don't pay no alimony

I like the simple life, but

I'm drawn back to the heat and the light

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Drinking your poison dry

Nobody loves an apothecary

Paradise lost on me

Hear all the children cry

I pay for my style with a bunch of people shouting curses at me

Reach for the sky on an airline

Spiders on the wall, they don't pay no alimony

I like the simple life, but

I'm drawn back

To the heat and the light

To the heat and the light

To the heat and the light

To the heat and the light