The great vehicle
A streetcar named desire
Self righteous path to liberation
Don't you hate the way
You crave and cling to impermanent things
The great occasion was somewhat spoiled
Flashing lights and moving shutters
Don't you hate the way
You know what I'm gonna say
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
Give me the gun
You're no fun
We still can run
We're all stuck inside the great illusion
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
Give me the gun
You're no fun
We still can run
We're all stuck inside the great illusion
My throat's closing up
Haven't you had enough
My throat's closing up
My throat's closing up
Haven't you had enough
My throat's closing up
Blue Loser Fanclub - The Great Illusion Lyrics
Blue Loser Fanclub - The Great Illusion Lyrics
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The great vehicle
A streetcar named desire
Self righteous path to liberation
Don't you hate the way
You crave and cling to impermanent things
The great occasion was somewhat spoiled
Flashing lights and moving shutters
Don't you hate the way
You know what I'm gonna say
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
Give me the gun
You're no fun
We still can run
We're all stuck inside the great illusion
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
Give me the gun
You're no fun
We still can run
We're all stuck inside the great illusion
My throat's closing up
Haven't you had enough
My throat's closing up
My throat's closing up
Haven't you had enough
My throat's closing up
A streetcar named desire
Self righteous path to liberation
Don't you hate the way
You crave and cling to impermanent things
The great occasion was somewhat spoiled
Flashing lights and moving shutters
Don't you hate the way
You know what I'm gonna say
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
Give me the gun
You're no fun
We still can run
We're all stuck inside the great illusion
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
There's love sitting in the palm of your hand
I turn to face myself again
Singing mmm-hmmm
Give me the gun
You're no fun
We still can run
We're all stuck inside the great illusion
My throat's closing up
Haven't you had enough
My throat's closing up
My throat's closing up
Haven't you had enough
My throat's closing up
Writer: Rory Mullan, Shane McGowan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid