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Supper’s Ready (Platinum Collection Version)
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Phil Collins
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Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes As the sound of motor cars fades in, the nighttime I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right And it's, “Hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue Hey, my baby, don't you know our love is true?” Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand And it's, “Hey babe, your supper's waiting for you Hey, my baby, don't you know our love is true?” I've been so far from here Far from your warm arms It's good to feel you again It's been a long, long time Hasn't it? I know a farmer who looks after the farm With water clear, he cares for all his harvest I know a fireman who looks after the fire You, can't you see he's fooled you all? Yes, he's here again Can't you see he's fooled you all Share his peace, sign the lease He's a supersonic scientist He's a guaranteed eternal sanctuary man “Look, look into my mouth”, he cries “And all the children lost down many paths I bet my life you'll walk inside” Hand in hand, gland in gland With a spoonful of miracle He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary (We will rock you, rock you little snake) (We will keep you snug and warm) Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest We walked across the fields to see the children of the West But we saw a host of dark-skinned warriors Standing still below the ground, waiting for battle! Fight's begun, they've been released Killing foe for peace bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang And they're giving me a wonderful potion Cause, I cannot contain my emotion And even though I'm feeling good Something tells me I'd better activate my prayer capsule Today's a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord Wandering through the chaos the battle has left We climb up a mountain of human flesh To a plateau of green gra**, and green trees full of life A young figure sits still by a pool He's been stamped “Human Bacon” by some butchery tool He is you Social Security took care of this lad We watch, in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower (A flower?) If you go down to Willow Farm To look for b***erflies or flutter-byes or gutter-flies Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies Like the fox on the rocks And the musical box Oh, there's mum and dad, and good and bad And everyone's happy to be here There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag He used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg The egg was a bird (Fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail) Hadn't you heard? (They're going to change you into a human being!) Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese And wonderfully clean in the morning We've got everything, we're growing everything We've got some in, we've got some out We've got some wild things floating about Everyone, we're changing everyone You name them all, we've had them here And the real stars are still to appear (All change!) Feel your body melt Mum to mud to mad to dad Dad-diddley-office, dad-diddley-office You're all full of ball Dad to dam to dum to mum Mum-diddley-washing, mum-diddley-washing Woo, you're all full of ball Let me hear your lies We're living this up to the eyes Ooh ah, na-na-na Mama, I want you now And as you listen to my voice To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause You've been here all the time Like it or not, like what you got You're under the soil (The soil, the soil) Yes, deep in the soil (The soil, the soil, the soil, the soil!) So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang And all of us fit in our places With the guards of Magog, swarming around The Pied Piper takes his children underground Dragons coming out of the sea Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me He brings down the fire from the skies You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes Better not compromise, it won't be easy 666 is no longer below He's getting out the marrow in your backbone And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll Gonna blow right down inside your soul Pythagoras with the looking gla** reflects the full moon In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand-new tune And it's, “Hey babe with your guardian eyes so blue Hey, my baby, don't you know our love is true?” I've been so far from here Far from your warm arms Now I'm back again, and babe it's gonna work out fine Can't you feel our souls ignite? Shedding ever-changing colours, in the darkness of the fading night Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in a seed grows We have finally been freed to get back home There's an angel standing in the sun And he's crying with a loud voice “This is the supper of the mighty one“ Lord of lords, king of kings Has returned to lead his children home To take them to the new Jerusalem
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