Letra New Religion
Album: Arena
Artista: Duran Duran
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Iīve been now sauntering
Out and down the path sometime
Come on, it takes me nowhere, which I knew
Faces everywhere pulling grins and signs in things
Telling me not there, man, itīs no go
Donīt go there boy
I need a reason
I canīt think without one now
Too much learning got to show
Call it treason
Maybe catch her, donīt know how
Too many things, too much to know
Bring my timing in, seagulls gather on the wind
Lady screaming, lady leave me out
īCause sometimes people stare
Coming down, electric chair
And steaming crowds they gather and they shout
Donīt know why this evil bothers me
Take another chance boy, carry the fight,
You can take him if youīre fast
So why is he trying to follow me?
Didnīt I say if youīre holding on
Youīd be laughing at the last
How many reasons do they need?
I get along fine with them friends of mine
But you have to make a choice
I might just believe this time
Youīre singing out of tune but the beatīs in time
And itīs us who makes the noise
Iīm talking for free, I canīt stop myself,
Itīs a new religion
Iīve something to see, I canīt help myself,
Itīs a new religion
Okay, my reasoning might be clouded by the sun
But someone sees the departmental lie
You know this peacetime jabbing fist in stabbing knife
Only get one look before you die
Donīt know why this evil bothers me
Take another chance boy, carry the fight,
You can take him if youīre fast
So why is he trying to follow me?
Didnīt I say if youīre holding on
Youīd be laughing at the last
How many reasons do they need?
I get along fine with them friends of mine
But you have to make a choice
I might just believe this time
Youīre singing out of tune but the beatīs in time
And itīs us who makes the noise
Iīm talking for free, I canīt stop myself,
Itīs a new religion
Iīve something to see, I canīt help myself,
Itīs a new religion
Gotta take pay the saints īn sinners
In regulation hats īn scarves īn things
Walking in formation down the lane,
They carry their cross, make a church bell ring
Army majors pull a mean cool truth,
There lying in a swimming pool
Searching for the undeniable truth that
A man is just a fool
Donīt know why this evil bothers me
Take another chance boy, carry the fight,
You can take him if youīre fast
So why is he trying to follow me?
Didnīt I say if youīre holding on
Youīd be laughing at the last
How many reasons do they need?
I get along fine with them friends of mine
But you have to make a choice
I might just believe this time
Youīre singing out of tune but the beatīs in time
And itīs us who makes the noise
Iīm talking for free, I canīt stop myself,
Itīs a new religion
Iīve something to see, I canīt help myself,
Itīs a new religion.
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