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(P. Beloved/ J. Greaves) From the window of our honeymoon The night looks a mite bizarre They're burning us in effigy And smoke's blots out the stars They're torturing our servants By the light of an armoured car Please don't ask if it's the end of the line As I never could see that far Tonight I'd rather look at you How beautiful you are If they ask you "what are lovers" Tell them "lovers are Set against the order We live outside the law" I'm no hero under torture I'll tell them all I heard and saw I saw everything in you, my love How beautiful you are [Solo] Through a broken telescope We focus on the stars I don't want my vision magnified Letras de cancionesI don't need to see that far From the window of our honeymoon Draw the curtains cross the bars Let's spare ourselves the spectacle The problem's theirs not ours Tonight I'd rather look at you How beautiful you are How beautiful you are How beautiful How beautiful How beautiful you are You are From Letras Mania