Darkside of Aquarius - Bruce Dickinson

Yeah, that's right Orange Orange Yeah, that's right Orange Orange Orange Orange Yeah, that's right Orange Orange One, (Orange) two, [?] three, four, five, six, seven, eight, Nine (yeah, that's right)[?], ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen (orange), eighteen, nineteen, Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, Twenty-five (orange), twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, Twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three (orange), Thirty-four, thirty-five (yeah, that's right), thirty-six, Forty-four, sixty-eight, twenty-seven, thirty-five, Forty-two (orange), fifty-eight, forty-seven, sixty-three, Eighty-five, seventy-four, sixty-seven, sixty-six, Fifty-one (orange), seventy-nine, forty-two, twenty-four, forty-five, Sixty-ten, six, seven, fifty-six, sixty-five (orange), forty-four, Fifty-three, forty-four, (?) seventeen, thirteen, twenty-three. Yeah, that's right. Yeah, that's right. We'll sail to the stars We'll sail to the stars We'll sail to the stars We'll sail to the stars

Hello! Hello! On the tv, in your face, on radio, oh It's a riot, it's a riot, they say no, oh You are frantic, don't you panic, let it go, oh We are, we are, we are In the cities, on the streets, around the globe, oh They turn everything you love into verbot, oh From the cradle to the grave, part of the show, oh We are, we are, we are Radio hysteria Hello! The end is near Hello! We're still standing here The future's just begun On the dark side of the sun On the dark side of the sun Hello! Hello! All the weapons in your head under control, oh With their radars, they are chasing our soul, oh Time is running, but your future's long ago, oh We are, we are, we are Radio hysteria Hello! The end is near Hello! We're still standing here The future's just begun On the dark side of the sun On the dark side of the sun On the dark side of the sun On the dark side of the sun! Will you stand the pain when I'm by your side? Will you follow me into the night? They're not gonna get us We'll be alright And one day, the dark side will shine For us! For us! Hello! The end is near Hello! We're still standing here The future's just begun On the dark side of the sun On the dark side of the sun On the dark side of the sun On the dark side of the sun

We all have secret lives, in our secret rooms Living in our movies, humming our own tunes Living life in camera, when the night is closing down Sliding into darkness, you could be like me Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye We all make up our faces, the make-up of the clown Happy leaving traces of our childish background Pointing at the sky, we can watch the stars You think you're all alone, but you never are... Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye

The farmhouse was overtaken By vine and the snake Hooked on phantom power The acres seemed to ache Pursued by floating rebels They'd take us, if they could I thought a spell of country living Would do my spirits good Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria-black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs The door mouse was mistaken There was no quarter there The attic and the cellar Were but jaws of a bear The hunter was the quarry All tangled in the wood I thought a spell of country living Would do my spirits good Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria-black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs Disembodied gentry Gathered by my door Your electrical habits Aren't welcome here anymore That day I left With a locket and glove Keepsakes lest I forget A woman by the name of Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria-black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs Emily Dickinson Trade your lily for a rose Run to the valley Where the wild daisy grows Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know