4.Step Across
I've got no time for your apologies,
Your butter-wouldn't-melt demeanour doesn't wash with me.
Old Julius, he knew just what he'd done,
He said 'you've got to take your chance
'cause you might never get another one'
So 'Carpe Diem' as those Romans say,
You've got to learn to turn and seize the day.
The day the cat's away, the mice will play,
They'll get their guitars out
and they will play, play, play.
Take my hand, lead me on,
to the banks of the Rubicon,
Step across and it won't be long tonight.
Talk is cheap these days, it's everywhere,
The radio waves are flying through the air.
If you scream your lungs out you just might be heard,
So you'd better be saying something
more than words, words, words.
Take my hand, lead me on,
to the banks of the Rubicon
Step across and it won't be long tonight.
Take my hand, lead me on,
to the banks of the Rubicon
Step across and it won't be long tonight.
Take my hand, lead me on,
to the banks of the Rubicon
Step across and it won't be long tonight.
Shake my hand, tell me 'Son,
you're on the banks of the Rubicon,
Step across and you won't belong that side.
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