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• Artiste: Oingo Boingo
• Titre: Retire
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The man of ten broken hearts He whispers and the crying starts A man up to here Defiant to fear A master of fate I walk through the corridor Dance a step on the hallway floor I know I can say I've had my day I'll stay here no more But where can I go to from here? I'm standing here Removing the tears that fall from my face They dry in the sand I think I'll retire I think I'll retire Retire into uncertainty. The worker on the plantation The rains begin, the sensation With one last embrace I feel no disgrace For nobody The day begins before the sun The moon is high up, all the work is done The children are fed And sleeping in bed Before I arrive. My hands are bleeding and still I can't refuse The work on this land Our fathers that lived here before Won't tell though I know I look up to them And ask them to send The answers to me My hands are bleeding and still I can't refuse The work on this land Our fathers who lived here before Won't tell though I know I look up to them And ask them to send The answers to me I think I'll retire I think I'll retire Retire into uncertainty. I think I'll retire I think I'll retire Retire into uncertainty. Retire into uncertainty. I think I'll retire I think I'll retire Retire into uncertainty...