Todd Rundgren

Todd Rundgren - Cliche' lyrics

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One more orchestrated song and dance
  He'd be up front and speak his peace
  	and ask for her time
  To put their heads together
  	and try to make the knot unwind
  And it strikes home that it's time to make his move
  	or it's time to turn and walk away
  So he plays that old cliche'

  Silent tears, bleeding heart
  Well our prima donna plies her art
  Defenses of defenses of faultless design
  Still she's only asking him
  	to help her make the knot unwind
  And if the very next words
  	leaving her lips could decide
  If he'd go or if he'd stay
  She would play that old cliche'

  Who makes up the rules for the world?
  Haven't we been down this road before?
  Isn't anything peculiar here?
  Certainly there must be something more

  Where are the words, where are the words,
  	where are the words
  Where are the words, where are the words,
  	where are the words
  And it's almost not worth singing about,
  	it seems so everyday anyway
  Still we play that old cliche'

  And here I sit, one man show
  I vivisect and then pretend to know
  All it ever gets me is an ache in the mind
  Can't somebody help me to try to make the knot unwind
  And I say what I say when I know
  	there's really nothing left to say
  Then I play that old cliche'
  Throw away that old cliche
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Author: Todd Rundgren

Composer: ?

Publisher: Alchemedia Productions Inc.

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Released in: 1996

Language: English

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