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| Pete Atkin sings
Be Careful When They Offer You The Moon by Clive James and Pete Atkin, [Much more at www.peteatkin.com] |
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Be careful when they offer you the moon
It gives a cold light It was only ever made to light the night You can freeze your fingers handling the moon Be careful when they offer you the moon It's built for dead souls It's a colourless and dusty ball of holes You can break an ankle dancing on the moon When you take the moon you kiss the world goodbye For a chance to lord it over loneliness And a quarter-million miles down the sky They'll watch you shining more but weighing less So be careful when they offer you the moon It's only dream stuff It's a Tin Pan Alley prop held up by bluff And nobody breathes easy on the moon Nobody breathes easy on the moon Count to ten when they offer you the moon | |||||
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