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Tommy Maverick
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The Atlas
Picked him out of the prison cell Wiped him off those dusty cobwebs Went to the bar had some drink Then he said 'lord save Nigeria'
Tears rolled down his face Look at this place see what the other mortals have done Told him the world is now built on science and faith
Lord please! I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
The atlas said!
Lord please! I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
Drive my car around the city The sun has gotta be shining somewhere While it rose from east and it sets in the west I don't believe in bed time stories Rubbers on hills is better than rubbers on wheels I'd dig you a grave in the Sahara So you can lie in grace
Lord please! Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
The atlas said!
Lord please! I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
When you go on your knees and you pray for your needs can you please ask for his touch so we could heal When you go on your knees and you pray for your needs can you please ask for his touch so we could heal
Lord please! I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
The atlas said!
Lord please! I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
I need your touch, I need your touch cos every map on my body is aching much...
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