The Death of an Immortal
A hundred years is a very long time.
They used to think that pics could fly,
I don't believe it, no, not I.
They thought the moon was made of cheese,
You can believe it, if you please.
They thought the stars were set alight,
By some good angel every night.
They hung a man for making steam,
They cast his body into the stream.
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred years is a very long time.
I thought I heard our old man say,
That we were homeward bound today.
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred
You´Re Chocolate
You were chocolate
Cola coloured eyes, sweet in everyway
A warm breath of fresh air
That goes into me
Music are the words that you say to me
You made me strong believing that
That I can say just what I want
I can say just what I feel
Now chocolate you are with me
Please say just what you say
Just give me what I need
Cos chocolate now you know me
You were chocolate
A lover in disguise, but not a wife for me
Your perfumed scented aura put a spell on me
Now I just can't break free from the memory
That makes this so believing
Oh sweet chocolate, say that you're mine
Oh sweet chocolate, everything's fine
Oh sweet chocolate, now I don't know why