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Summer in the city where the air is still
A baby being born to the overkill Well who cares what people say We walk down love's motorway Ambition and love wearing boxing gloves And singing hearts and flowers But somewhere in my heart There is a star that shines for you Silver splits the blue Love will see it through And somewhere in my heart There is the will to set you free All you've got to be Is true A star above the city in the northern chill A baby being born to the overkill No say, no place to go A TV, a radio Ambition and love wearing boxing gloves And singing hearts and flowers But somewhere in my heart There is a star that shines for you Silver splits the blue Love will see it through And somewhere in my heart There is the will to set you free All you've got to be Is true Who could heal What's never been as one And our hearts have been torn Since the day we were born Just like anyone From Westwood to Hollywood The one thing that's understood Is that you can't buy time But you can sell your soul And the closest thing to heaven is to rock and roll But somewhere in my heart There is a star that shines for you Silver splits the blue Love will see it through And somewhere in my heart There is the will to set you free All you've got to be Is true Somewhere in my heart There is a star that shines for you Silver splits the blue Love will see it through And somewhere in my heart There is the will to set you free All you've got to be Is true |
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| 2. |
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From the mountain tops
Down to the sunny street A different drum is playing a different kind of beat It's like a mystery That never ends I see you crying and I want to kill your friends I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious Met Mo and she's okay Said no one really changed Got different badges but they wear them just the same Down by the ballroom I recognized That flaming fountain in those kindred caring eyes I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious I hope it haunts me 'til I'm hopeless I hope it hits you when you go And sometimes on the edge of sleeping It rises up to let me know It's not so deep, I'm not so slow They're calling all the shots They'll call and say they phoned They'll call us lonely when we're really just alone And like a funny film It's kinda cute They've bought the bullets and there's no one left to shoot I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious |
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| 4:03 |
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Jock's got a vote in Parochia
10 long years and he's still got her Paying tax and and doing stir Worry about it later And the wind blows hot and the wind blows cold But it blows us good so we've been told Music's food 'til the art-biz folds Let them all eat culture The past is steeped in shame But tomorrow's fair game For a life that's fit for living Good morning, Britain 20 years and a loaded gun Funerals, fear and the war ain't won Paddy's still a figure of fun It lightens up the danger Corporal sneers at a Catholic boy And he eyes his gun like a rich man's toy He's killing more than Celtic joy Death is not a stranger Taffy's time's gonna come one day It's a loud sweet voice and it won't give way A house is not a holiday Your sons are leaving home, Neil In the hills and the valleys and far away You can hear the song of democracy The echo of eternity With a Rak-a-Rak-a feel The past is steeped in shame But tomorrow's fair game For a life that's fit for living Good morning, Britain From the Tyne to where to the Thames does flow My English brothers and sisters know It's not a case of where you go It's race and creed and color From the police cell to the deep dark grave On the underground's just a stop away Don't be too black, don't be too gay Just get a little duller But in this green and pleasant land Where I make my home I make my stand Make it cool just to be a man A uniform's a traitor Love is international And if you stand or if you fall Just let them know you gave your all Worry about it later The past is steeped in shame But tomorrow's fair game For a life that's fit for living Good morning, Britain The past is steeped in shame But tomorrow's fair game For a life that's fit for living Good morning, Britain |
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| 5:43 |
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Our love's the sound
Of broken skies Too blind to see What lies inside We love what shines Before our eyes Why can't we learn What hides? Chorus: Waiting on the last train Flicking through the highlights Livin' in a suitcase Positively uptight Kissing in the full moon Drowning in the sunshine Walking on a tightrope And everything is gonna be just fine 'Cos I believe in your heart of gold Automatically sunshine Yeah glitter, glitter everywhere Like working in a goldmine And we believe that there's a heart beats on In the dark of the closedown Yeah glitter, glitter everywhere Like working in a goldmine And time not tied Is time to feed We lose our pride We spill our seed The worst of us Escape so slow The best of us Just goes Chorus They'll make you work for everything Never let it roll Never let it swing Take control and let your heart sing |
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| 5. |
| 3:41 |
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It's called love
And every cruelty will cloud it And his lie, his lie True love could never allow it 'Cos it's a lie that we have ceased to believe We've said goodbye but it won't take its leave Why should it take the tears of a woman To see how men are P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E. It's no mystery What you don't know always gets you It will hurt you and desert you So you'd better seeThat it's a damage ever done by degrees And some will take eternity to believe Why should it take the tears of a woman To see how men are 'Cos love is a giving with no need of return It lends itself to everything And maybe someday man will see That love is a lesson money never taught us to learn Love is the power to have Without the premise that there's nothing for free And sometimes when we're just getting by and getting along It's like we're scared to see that something is wrong Why should it take (why should) the tears of a woman (the tears of a woman) To see how men are (To see how men are) Why should it take (why should) the tears of a woman (the tears of a woman) To see how men are (To see how men are... To see how men are) P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E. It's no mystery, s'no mystery (no mystery) (P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E. It's history You better see P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E...) |
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| 7. |
| 4:02 |
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Once I was happy in happy extremes
These bitter tokens are worthless to me So you appear and say how I've grown Fill me up with faces I've known. In this light they're far from divine I'll save them up and spend them when I have time. The salted taste of all your tears and woes Sent me in haste my melancholy rose Those tasteless lips were closed You watched me come, you'll see me go. Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me Just like June the curtains are closed The ghost of shame he sits here and sighs I'll love the flames like I've loved the cold I'll learn to love the life of the "could I, could I, could I" So I don't cross my fingers any more You looked for rags and found them at your door How could you ask for more Than everything you've heard before? Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me |
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| 3:25 |
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Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there.
Chill will wake you, high and dry You'll wonder why. We met in the summer and walked 'til the fall And breathless we talked, it was tongues. Despite what they'll say, it wasn't youth, we'd hit the truth Faces of Strummer that fell from your wall And nothing was left where they hung So sweet and bitter, they're what we found So drink them down and Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chill will wake you, high and dry You'll wonder why. Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chance is buried just below the blinding snow. You burn in the breadline and ribbons and all So walk to winter You won't be late, you'll always wait This generation, the walk to the wall But I'm not angry, get your gear Get out of here and Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chill will wake you, high and dry You'll wonder why. Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chance is buried just below the blinding snow. Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chill will wake you, high and dry Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. You'll find, Snowblind This is life This is life |
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| 5:50 |
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Tears, just like the jewels,
Adorn their corporate crown, Weigh on me worthless and I, Shake them down and leave now, And have no royal things. You, would consecrate the ground, I paced in pain, And though those pavements, Caught your sorrow stains, They fall from me and I say, Maybe don't fall for anything, That says it's never gonna, Give you everything. I wish myself into your arms, To know that all I need is everything. The size of the sea, and the sun in my eyes, And the line in my head, Yearning for more, only for more. These days are are bright as the days I have seen In the wildest of dreams, Yearning for more, only for more. I wish myself into your arms, To know that all I need is everything. Hold back the night, I am tired of my sight That won't see anymore, More than today, threatening to stay. Hold back the night, I am tired of my sight That won't see anymore, ""Show me you care"", is ""Show me the door"". |
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| 4:05 |
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| 3:19 |
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As the city asleep
Shares it's dreams and desires Every wish that we keep Will trace a line to other times, other places Though the song of the proud Howls and dies, never fall for defeat Take a trip to reprieve Every hour they leave From killermont street Drink a drink to before And our memories spill Adding on as they pour From our saturdays and secret sensations Drink a drink to tonight Whisky words tumble down in the street With the pain that they cure Sentimentally yours From killermont street And with collar upturned I made it south to see That the love I had spurned Was just the hate in me As the ships and the steel Slip away to the cry of 'compete' There's a message for us We can get there by bus From killermont street |
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| 3:36 |
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We were two in a million,
Stars like the ones in the sky, A love scene and a vision, We saw the world and we waved goodbye. Watched the fireworks falling, We kissed and innocence died. The sound of certainty calling, A world that wouldn't be satisfied. I said, You only get one hit, that's the beauty of it, What's the good in crying? It's always been that way, at the end of the day, You gotta keep on trying. Life's a one take movie and I don't care what it means, I'm saving up my tears for the crying scene. Tears fall and they haunt me, The sad words of a song, It's like necessity wants me, Sometimes I long just to belong. I dream of demons and money, I see the straights in the rain, I gotta keep on movin', Before they drag me down again... You only get one hit, that's the beauty of it, What's the good in crying? It's always been that way, at the end of the day, You gotta keep on trying. I said, life's a one take movie and I don't care what it means, I'm saving up my tears for the crying scene. I said, You only get one hit, that's the beauty of it, What's the good in crying? It's always been that way, at the end of the day, You gotta keep on trying. Life's a one take movie and I don't care what it means, I'm saving up my tears for the crying scene. The crying scene The crying scene |
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| 4:37 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
Ran a redlight Running lonely Through Gaudi's soft confusion Hey, hey my Barcelonian Such a gentle jones Running through my bones Placa Reial calls It calls, it calls It calls the night home. Chorus: And then her eyes Like spanish horses Danced alive as language died They danced Like spanish horses As saddened skies Descended on the night We saw two ships set sail And the lights danced On the water, they danced They danced Like spanish horses Trying to exorcise The thought that daytime dies Race, run and stumble Fall into dark See the fire, see the spark Then you fall, then you fall So free and humble You tumble. Chorus You're born from bloody revolution You're lost to simplicity And small solutions So you burn When you're born Then you burn Burn, burn... |
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| 3:17 |
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| 5:45 |
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You said you're free, for me that says it all
You're free to push me and I'm free to fall So if we weaken we can call it stress You've got my trust, I've got your home address And now the only chance that we could take Is the chance that someone else won't make it all come true We're making tracks that show our touch and go And now it's touch and come, and you should know But then four years won't mean that much to me When I've been smothered in the sympathy you bleed Just close your eyes again Until these things get better You're never far away But we could send letters While you were gone I reached another town They couldn't help me, but they showed me round And now I've seen what you can't understand I'd try to lead you but I'd crush your hand Because the people in the village know It doesn't matter where you choose to go The end's the same I found some blood I wasn't meant to find I found some feelings that we'd left behind But then some blood won't mean that much to me When I've been smothered in the sympathy you bleed Just close your eyes again Until these things get better You're never far away But we could send letters I found some blood I wasn't meant to find I found some feelings that we'd left behind But then some blood won't mean that much to me When I've been smothered in the sympathy you bleed Just close your eyes again Until these things get better You're never far away But we could send letters |
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