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The Deborah Harry song catalog you find on this page was compiled by me, the webmaster, with the help of my personal record collection, booklets, biographies, setlists, ASCAP, the LoC (Library of Congress), articles and (live) bootlegs. It's my goal to create a page which features Deborah's complete musical body of work, no matter if Deborah was in any way musically involved herself or whether she contributed her own lyrics to a project. In order to keep up the standard of this page and to make it grow you can help by submitting song titles and/or information which are missing on this site. Every contribution is greatly appreciated. Official song lyrics were taken from booklets. I transcribed those songs myself where no official lyrics were available (with no guarantee for their accuracy). I apologize for possible errors and will gladly take corrections. I kindly ask you not to copy any of these lyrics from this page.
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Panic Of Girls [album] (2011)

END OF THE WORLD

(--- speculated lyrics ---)

Fainting from hunger
Fallen by fear
Blood on the sidewalk
Staining the rest of the year
Talking to the voices you hear
No more companion
Alone in the sky
An older invention
Comes from a native reply
Raised by a shout and a cry

And I listen to this
To this voice out of pitch
The excitement or the panic of girls
And all that I heard had its own kind of reason
Was it really the end of the world?

I know you feel guilty and it's driving you wild
But the weight you've been shedding is heading to the critical side
Avanishing act just to hide
How else can I put it?
What more can I say?
An ounce of truth diminishes everything that you said
It's your turn to put things away

He told me he talks to the buildings
He told me he speaks to the sky
Once he conversed with a road full of holes
While he whispered his little white lies

And I listen to this
To this voice out of pitch
The excitement or the panic of girls
And all that I heard had its own kind of reason
Was it really the end of the world?

You love the lightning, thunder and all
Talk to the pavement
Listen to the will and the call
Voices come out of the wall
Some other surface
Standing alone
Points of remembrance only help sharpen the tone
Sharpen right down to the bone

He told me he talks to the buildings
He told me he speaks to the sky
Once he conversed with a road full of holes
While he whispered his little white lies

And I listen to this
To this voice out of pitch
The excitement or the panic of girls
And all that I heard had its own kind of reason
Was it really the end of the world?
Was it really the end of the world?

REMIXES & OTHER VERSIONS

[no official remixes available]

 

 
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