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The sun's coming down on Boleigh
It's time to attend Sunday vespers
Soon, we'll be chanting and praying
Our lord and feel closer to him.

All ready for the walk
Never wished to spend my time there
All ready for the talk
Never wished to stay sitting there
On our way to mass,
Time will pass so slowly
All of us heading to the church
But all I wish is a lurch

But when I hear
This melody flowing to my ear
But when I hear the pipes blowing
This rhythm comes up to my knees,
Some say I'm insane,
Others obscene
One thing's sure : I am not the same.
Whether you're old, whether you're young, come and enjoy, dance along,
Will you go wild, dare turning rash, join our circle, come along,
Let your feet, follow the beat, dance and welcome the heat
Now, we're not the same.

We were ready for a good laugh
All we got is godly wrath
Thunderstruck by heaven
for behaving like heathens

A flashing light
which caused so much fright
A cold bite
making my limbs so hard and stiff

I may be made of stone,
But look closely
I'm blooming inside
Maybe I can't move my bones
but look intently
I'm dancing inside

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