Herman Brood
Herman Brood - Fake lyrics
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To be a blind boy Would be a fine thing All the woman gettin’ faceless To be a blind man Such a fine thing When all the music’s gettin’ spaceless And when she comes She comes to stay Don’t let ambition lead her away And when she comes Her touch don’t mis The blood comes down the dropper Like a big red kiss You can fake anything You can’t fake the real thing You can fake you can sing You can’t fake the real thing She’s the one She took the walk The body speaks the mind don’t talk She’s the one Who’s darkness doubles She sees the brilliance of all My troubles You can fake anything You can’t fake the real thing You can fake you can sing You can’t fake the real thing Fake it And when she comes She comes to stay Don’t let ambition lead her away And when she comes Her touch don’t mis The blood comes down the dropper Like a big red kiss You can fake anything You can’t fake the real thing You can fake you can sing You can’t fake the real thing You can fake anything You can’t fake the real thing You can fake you can sing You can’t fake the real thing