Genesis
Genesis - Fly On A Windshield lyrics
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The wall of death is lowered in Times Square. No-one seems to care, They carry on as if nothing was there. The wind is blowing harder now, Blowing dust into my eyes. The dust settles on my skin, Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway
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Author: Mike Rutherford, Peter Gabriel, Phil Collins, Steve Hackett, Tony Banks
Composer: Tony Banks, Phil Collins, Peter Gabriel, Steve Hackett, Mike Rutherford
Publisher: Anthony Banks Ltd., Peter Gabriel Ltd., Anthony Phillips Productions Ltd., Michael Rutherford Ltd., Philip Collins Ltd., Stephen Hackett Ltd.
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- Country: United Kingdom
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