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If you don't listen up, you're askin' to be told
If you had a walk like mine, you'd crown it the king of soulMaybe I don't want it
You take anybody
I can't afford it
Shake hardening like a fireToo many body swerves and lose control
I wonder, am I right or am I gettin' old?
My eyes have seen the glory but my body's on hold
I hope I get to Heaven before the devil knows I'm cold Mr JackThe hungry feed my only hole
'Cause if you had a head like mine you'd crown it the king of soulShake my Bible
Walk on my hands
Rub out making your first mistake I've been told
Maybe I won't like itIf you won't listen up, you're askin' to be told
If you had a head like mine you'd crown it the king of soulToo many body swerves and find control
I wonder am right or I'm getting too old?
'Til my eyes have seen the glory but my body's still on hold
I hope I get to Heaven before the devil knows I'm cold Mr JackThe hungry feed my only hole
'Cause if you had a head like mine you'd crown it the king of soul

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Enigmatic, moody, and challenging, Britain's Wolfgang Press were one of the most mercurial talents of the post-punk era, restlessly moving from gothic noise to dark balladry to eccentric funk; paradoxically, the group was also the 4AD label's longest tenured artist -- even their stylish album packages were all the product of the same designer, Alberto Ricci. Formed in London in 1983, the Wolfgang Press comprised vocalist Michael Allen, guitarist Andrew Gray, and keyboardist Mark Cox.

Read more about The Wolfgang Press on Last.fm.


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