Lyrics Twenty Years Ago - Magazine
You
turn
pandemonium
Into
pantomime
for
one
Twenty
years
ago
I
used
your
soap
So
what!
You′ve
got
a
name
for
it
Yesterday
goes
on
and
on
Inbetween
the
devil
and
the
deep
blue
sea
You
thrash
about
in
your
room
No
space
for
thought
Look
no
strings,
look
no
strings
No
visible
means
of
support
Twenty
years
ago
I
used
your
soap
How
did
you
ever
come
to
move
a
muscle
in
this
space!
The
dollar's
adrift
Twenty
years
ago
I
used
your
soap
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