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Atlantis To Interzone -Live In ManchesterGood thieves of burning carsEncircle poisoned rivers, minds and hearts Horses want to dance But find their wings are damaged, water damaged Gold is selling out So hurry, mighty ocean's rising fast A big man with a plan Has got a storm coming, monster coming From Atlantis to Interzone You start on the edge and you end on your own From Atlantis to Interzone You start on the edge and you end on your own We're fragments of fiction Your dead man, half alive Who hangs from helping numbers, one to five His ears, pricked with the knife Hears that the east are coming, west are coming From gravity's rainbow The axis here is still unknown The children's faces glow The wasteland guides them, wasteland guides them From Atlantis to Interzone You start on the edge and you end on your own From Atlantis to Interzone You start on the edge and you end on your own From Atlantis to Interzone You start on the edge and you end on your own We're fragments of fiction |