The Riddle
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
He'll never, never fight over you
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Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
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Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
He'll never, never fight over you
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
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It's F4ST Music
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
He'll never, never fight over you
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
Near a tree by a river, there's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
He'll never, never fight over you
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
Dadada dadadada dadada dadada
It's F4ST Music
Credits
Writer(s): Nik Kershaw
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