Return Of The Fisherman Lyrics by Ian Brown
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Return Of The Fisherman Lyrics
Are you looking for a vision,
can't make a decision,
caught between the devil and the deep blue sea,
filled wih derision,
can't make a decision,
stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea.
For the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing.
Are you looking for a vision,
can't make a decision,
caught between the devil and the deep blue sea,
filled wih derision,
can't make a decision,
stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea,
are you gonna light the nation,
in its darkest hour,
cut through the cracks like a paper flower.
For the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing.
For the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing
(Thanks to martin for these lyrics)
can't make a decision,
caught between the devil and the deep blue sea,
filled wih derision,
can't make a decision,
stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea.
For the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing.
Are you looking for a vision,
can't make a decision,
caught between the devil and the deep blue sea,
filled wih derision,
can't make a decision,
stuck between the devil and the deep blue sea,
are you gonna light the nation,
in its darkest hour,
cut through the cracks like a paper flower.
For the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing.
For the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing,
for the return of the fisherman king,
for the return of the fisherman king,
let the children sing
(Thanks to martin for these lyrics)
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