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The Hollies The Hollies At Abbey Road 1973 1989

: (Elliott / Sylvester) Spread your wings, I'm all set Trans Atlantic westbound jet Heading out to JFK I'll play my guitar along the way It's the only

of, the son of the run of the millrun rotten gambler? Back on the road now deacon will lose your hand There ain't no kingdom for the gamblin' man You know the road

: (Springsteen) Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us Those pier lights our carnival life forever Oh love me tonight for I may never see you again Hey

Look they say a broken clown Yesterday he ruled the world Now he's crying to be heard Yesterday he called the tune Now he's howling at the moon Harlequin

: (Clarke / Benson) I'm a satellite three Two others before me I spend my life revolving round your sun I'm a satellite three For me there's no recovery

: If I could make a wish I think I'd pass Can't think of anything I need No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound Nothing to eat, no books to read

I can see for miles I know she'll leave you with no self-respect Builds you up only to destroy you It'll happen at a time you won't expect Don't let

: You're the one I can see in your eyes You're the one You're the once in my life When you know there's a time For a love that survives I look at you

I take my life one day at a time So many dreams that come and go in my mind Is this a new beginning a time when fools are winning Everybody needs