, hunting for treasure again We're marching backward looking forward Searching for treasure again We're marching forward Looking backward, hunting for treasure again We're marching backward looking forward Searching for treasure
The skin around your mouth The touch of your lips don't mean as much to me as this I've never felt so alive until I figured you out Your words are infectious
an extra glimpse Of the truth today Staring at my breakfast When I thought I heard it say Fighting is no good Success, an empty lie The treasure hunt
All your years of treasure hunting for thruth and love are stealing all your youth 22 22 is when you said you would improve But you all had to loose
(Jan Ince / Phil Palmer) Business and pleasure Keeping you up, Hunting for treasure You can't dig enough, Growing but losing Staying up late, All the
be there, if I can catch the early flight. I'll bring you dragon's teeth from silver beaches, shells from Africa. I'll give you China dolls and silken shawls, orchids for your hair, treasures
go on a trip? Without telling anyone Rolling around in a difficult ship Sighing a lot as I roll Take half to forget And the other half for memories Going on a treasure hunt
One, two, picking up the pace Three, four, rat is in the race I?m on the land, I?m on the chase I?m on the hunt, I?ve got no time to waste One clue gotta
on a Hunt! We?re going on a hunt, we?re going on a hunt We?re looking for the treasure, we?re going on a hunt We?re going on a hunt, we?re going on
Composer was shook, I took your bad looks for joke Get your back broke deep throat this murder I wrote The antidote be seekin' like a buried treasure
poles And I just don't know What to do Loosen my grip Or take a tighter hold on you Just remember That you came looking for me I didn't hunt in someone
God for our treasure Now like rust it corrodes And I can't help but blamin' your goin' On the coming, the coming of the roads Once I thanked God for our treasure
you turn away time after time? There's always somebody waiting in line Hang on to the fever that burns inside of you Don't hunt for lost treasure
of Darkness be prepared for war On a holy quest we will ride And strike with power and might Hunting for revenge and the stolen treasures And the holy
be your friend My thoughts are primal and must be protected My thoughts are carnal I can no longer pretend If I am hunted I'd be that game If I am the hunter
Brighten up the sky Tell the world I'm coming I'll follow you up high Pleasures I've been seeking Where angels fear to go Treasures I've been hunting
Can't say I was blind, I seen this before For your full attention it seems I'm at war Consistently more, there's no more to prove This treasure hunts
Welcome to my exhibition, welcome to my hell, upon the altar lies my human sacrifice, distorted images I hunt to find. [Chorus] One final body to finish
