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Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Duran Duran owned the 80s

Take, for instance, the lyrics to A View to a Kill (never have a Bond film and its title song matched so well):

Meeting you, with a view to a kill,
Face to face, in secret places. Feel the chill.
Nightfall covers me,
But you know, the plans I'm making
Still over see.
Could it be the whole earth opening wide
A sacred why? A myst'ry gaping inside
The weekends; why? Until we

Dance into the fire,
That fatal kiss is all we need.
Dance into the fire
To fatal sounds of broken dreams.
Dance into the fire;
That fatal kiss is all we need.
Dance into the fire.

The choice for you is the view to a kill.
Between the shades, assassination standing still.
The first crystal tears Fall as snowflakes on your body,
First time in years,
To drench your skin with lover's rosy stain.
A chance to find a phoenix for the flame,
A chance to die, but can we

Dance into the fire,
That fatal kiss is all we need.
Dance into the fire
To fatal sounds of broken dreams.
Dance into the fire;
That fatal kiss is all we need.
Dance into the fire,
When all we see is a view to a kill.

...you'll have to add in your mind the blaring electro-synth chord everytime the chorus hits "dance." Magical, really.

1 Comments:

At 11:46 PM, Blogger redmolly said...

I love Duran Duran!! Saw them in Atlanta in 2003--Awesome show!

 

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