The Fortunate Few

The Fortunate Few - Polyester sanctuary lyrics

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Somewhere everybody goes down to the beat. 
The smell of sweat, cigarettes an weed. 
You are driving me insane. 
That's why this party feels good to me. 

So much fun. 
Everybody loves this sanctuary made of polyester. 
Hear the drums, calling us to party. 
Let us please spread the word. 

Somewhere blood pumps hard trough the veins. 
I see your face. You're a figurine in pain. 
You are shouting out my name. 
That's why this party feels so good to me. 

So much fun. 
Everybody loves this sanctuary made of polyester. 
Hear the drums, calling us to party. 
Let us please spread the word.

So much fun. 
Everybody loves this sanctuary made of polyester.
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Author: Jan-Pieter Delcour

Composer: Jan-Pieter Delcour

Publisher: Sonicangel

Details:

Released in: 2013

Language: English

Appearing on: The Fortunate Few (2013)

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