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Go to sleep my babies
Don't you wake up The stars will keep you company So close your eyes Old Uncle Moon will shine his dearest sweetest dreams And hold you in your arms Until the morning comes. Night Light Dark the night, not a sound Damp and cold, frosty ground Above your head the lion screams To tear you from your moonlit dreams. Damp with sweat, mouth is dry Twisted branches catch the eye Beside your bed the angel stands You cannot touch his withered hands. Guardian Angel As the lion's eyes dance before me They are kindly yet bloody red I can see that he is smiling But I cannot live inside his head. There the needle stands before me I climb inside it towards the light Where the angel stands in glory His sword of peace defends the night. So the world is spread before As I fly high on angel wings But the angel is deceiving For he is weeping as he sings. Night Light (continued) Early birds, morning breeze Spinning leaves, sleepy trees Gently tap the window pane It's good to see the sun again. |
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| 2. |
| 1:57 |
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The scarecrow stood with its head held high
Admiring the view from the hill The waterfall scattered its glistening jewels As the heron stood gracefully still It seemed I looked without seeing I failed to grasp what I saw For all of Nature's beautiful gifts I blissfully chose to ignore. As sandy beaches and soft swelling tides Invite the inquisitive young And caviar, oysters and pate de fois Invite the discerning tongue So comes the desire to be lost awhile In the depths of the forest glade Midst the cool deep greens where ancient oaks Cast wondrous spells in their shade. And if sometimes I feel in retrospect A regret for the waste of my youth Then I pause to reflect that I still have time Before growing long in the tooth To achieve all the things that I should have achieved When idleness led me astray And being aware of what I have missed I'm extending my use of the day. |
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| 3. |
| 3:52 |
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He came into the shop and looked me straight between the eyes
And said "You know I'm Jesus", and I must have looked surprised Because he said "Please don't be hasty, no-one understands But I've got a way to prove it" and he lifted up his hands. He was the man who called himself Jesus. For a minute I was speechless, then I looked into his face With sufficient lines of sadness for the total human race And I said "You must be joking" but he slowly shook his head And said "That's what they all say, I might as well be dead". He asked me if I knew a place where he could start to preach I said "Well try a church or maybe Brighton beach" And I was trying to be serious but he didn't seem impressed He said "You think I'm crazy, you're just like all the rest". I was really quite embarrassed, he was looking so sincere So I said "I close the shop soon, won't you come and have a beer" Then he asked me if I meant it and he smiled a funny smile And he said he'd rather like that and he hung arounds a while. On the way he stopped to pat little children's heads And he taught them one line prayers to say as they went off to their beds But mostly they were frightened and they looked at him wide eyed And when he said his name was Jesus, one girl even cried. In the pub I asked him if he'd tried to see the Pope And he said although he'd thought about it there was really not a hope Then he said he thought he'd better go, he had some work to do He said he'd come and see me in about a week or two. Well after he had gone I thought of what he'd said And all his funny actions they kept running through my head And when I felt my mind was drowning in a sea of mud It seemed his pint of beer had turned into a pint of blood. |
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| 2:47 |
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The night sky hung so heavy
The wet road shone so bright Reflecting back my headlights As I drove on in the night To Stormy Down. I drew into a lay-by My eyes were dark with strain Turning up my collar I walked out in the rain On Stormy Down. I was high on Stormy Down Thinking of my friends below But they had gone some other way They did not want to know About Stormy Down. I thought I saw the devil In the branches of a tree It was just imagination But he looked a lot like me On Stormy Down. The cold moon drew strange faces On a slowly changing cloud One looked like God the father And I shouted right out loud On Stormy Down. |
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| 2:36 |
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I wandered far onto the lonely moors
Sparse coarse tufts of grass reached out to trip me And above my head the leaden clouds hung low As I turned my face into the rain. I huddled close against a tumbling wall Wrapped in a cloak to shield me from the bitter cold The solitude weighed heavy on my mind As I turned my face into the rain. The mist rolled down across the countryside I thought I heard the coastal sirens sound As I turned my face into the rain. I tried to peer into the deepening gloom To glimpse a lighted window in the distance But just too far to penetrate the rain As I turned my face into the rain. And yet somehow I sensed her presence near And tufts of sheep's wool hanging from a gorse bush Were as though her hands were beckoning me home As I turned my face into the rain. |
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| 6. |
| 5:32 |
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Spoke the Queen of Dreams
I was Lord of the Forest Walked within her paths Sheltered within her bowers Pine needles for my pillow The dove my only true friend I was Lord of the Forest. Spoke the Queen of Souls I was Lord of the Ocean Swam beneath her waves Sheltered within her shipwrecks Precious gifts I bring you From rusting hulls of the deep I was Lord of the Ocean. Spoke the Queen of Heads I was Lord of the Mountains Scaled her highest peaks Sheltered within her valleys Climb high upon my shoulders I will show you the world I was Lord of the Mountains. I had no head for heights But close my eyes to make the climb Oh Queen of Dreams Oh Queen of Souls Oh Queen of Heads It's time. |
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| 7. |
| 3:24 |
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I dropped down in the witchwood
To see what I could find The trees had taken time out To blow away my mind All that I could hear there Was the sound of my own voice But the music it was making Was nothing of my choice. The interwoven branches Were laden deep with snow A rainbow shone so softly To show which way to go I observed its many colours Till my eyes were rimmed with frost I tried hard to trace my footsteps For I feared I might get lost. The witchwood started singing With a strange unearthly sound My fingers grew like branches I stood rooted to the ground And the spell is still unbroken I am still her bidden slave Till a casket from the witchwood Bears my body to the grave. |
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| 3:03 |
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As for the help you called for
Nobody seemed to answer The difference in man is no more Than being a priest or dancer See men of power in recess They really don't know what they're after They drink to the things that they see best And drown in the tears of their laughter If you see fit to fight Whether you're black or white How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? You've been given your name and your number Right from when you were a baby I look at the earth and I wonder What have they done to her lately? If you see fit to fight Whether you're black or white How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? Love dies hard... You will never hear me say That the world will not see again today See a better day If you see fit to hide Mistakes of the men that died How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? If you see fit to fight Whether you're black or white How many hope to keep the devil outside? How many hope to keep the devil outside? |
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| 9. |
| 4:13 |
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The village square stands quiet with the curfew still in force
The streets are even clear of dogs and whores Like some evil bird of prey the scaffold spreads its wings The people build their fires and bolt their doors The mayor is giving dinner to the officers and wives His eldest son is learning how to fawn The barrack block is hushed and tense, the soldiers drawing lots Who will be the hangman in the dawn. The lot falls on a young man who has served for but a year His home is in the village close nearby He shivers at the thought of what he's forced to do next day He wonders who it is that has to die The full moon casts a cold light on the gloomy prison walls The papist walk his cell, he cannot sleep He hears the waiting gallows creaking just beyond the door He prays for he has no more tears to weep. The day begins to break, the muffled drums begin to sound A crowd begins to gather in the square The presence of the hangman in his terrifying mask Weighs heavy on the minds of all those there The colonel reads the sentence which the papist knows by heart He has failed to show allegiance to the King His crime is thus with God himself, in His name he must hang The papist, head held high, says not a thing. The jailer binds his hands and puts the blindfold to his eyes He leads him through the door before the crowd The hangman sees his victim and the blood drains from his face He sees his younger brother standing proud The hangman tries to protest but is ordered to proceed His trembling hands begin to take the strain His eyes are blind with streaming tears, he cries for all to hear "Forgive me God, we hang him in they name". |
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| 3:40 |
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The wanderer has far to go
Humble must he constant be Where the paths of wisdom Distant is the shadow of the setting sun. Bless the daytime Bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder Bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain. Yellow stars may lead the way All diversions lead astray While his resolution holds Fortune and good will will surely follow him. Bless the free man Bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier Bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint. |
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| 4:57 | 
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| 2:51 |
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The willows stand on guard in the dark
Where lovers are rowing alone in the park. In awe of each other they make a mistake, And find they must spend one more night on the lake. And I don't care if anyone knows, There's no-one so fair as my Tokyo rose. I don't care if anyone knows, There's no-one so fair as my Tokyo Rosie. The blossom has fallen before the west wind The butterfly lies with its silken wings pinned Alone in the temple the lovers rejoice And sing to each other with one single voice. I wear my silk kimono black, Get you monkey off my back. No matter where the west wind blows, You'll never find a fallen rose. The flowers of heaven are roses in bloom The east wind turns west in the walls of my room. I build my defence in the palace of sin, The lovers make home and the loser must win. |
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| 3:24 |
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Hero's face was gaunt and tanned
His sail was set in search of land His life-raft, solely by him manned Was guided by the tide Heroine wore fleecy white She beckoned like some saviour bright Shipwrecked sailors in the night Were bid welcome to her side. Where one man's search must surely cease The irresistible white fleece Led Hero in search of the peace That she alone could offer Thus he knelt before her feet Wary lest their eyes should meet He knew his life was incomplete For he had yet to suffer. Enticing Heroine, so calm Took Hero firmly by the arm Told him that she meant no harm That she alone could save him Hero could no longer speak While realising he was weak His life increasingly grew bleak For all the love she gave to him. While storm clouds gathered high above The heroine he grew to love Turned slowly to a snow white dove And spread her wings to fly Crushed and broken in the end Hero watched his soul ascend Knowing that he was condemned To sail all alone to die. |
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| 2:38 |
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| 4:34 |
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By still waters I lay down with the lambs
In pastures green I made peace with my soul And I cared not for the night While my guiding star shone bright By still waters I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. At the roadside I took toll of my times In dirty streets I found peace for my soul May the merciful be right Are you ready for the night At the roadside I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. In deep sorrow I took flight with the sun From mountains high I gained strength for my soul I proved stronger than the test When my spirit came to rest In deep sorrow I lay down I lay down. Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down Lay down, I lay me down For my soul. |
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| 3:19 |
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Cousins
I walked in the city at midday, it was empty and bare I looked in the mirror at midnight, there was nobody there. You had become the very breath that I breathed You were all I desired, my will to succeed But now I know how it feels to be old out in the cold. I walked in the city at midday, it was feeling the strain I looked in the mirror at midnight, it was starting to rain. I sucked on your breasts, your legs opened wide I could scarcely believe all the pleasures inside But now I know how it feels to be old out in the cold. Whoever believed in astrological signs Under my eyes your name burns in the lines For now I know how it feels to be old out in the cold, out in the cold. |
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| 4:46 |
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I drew the blade across my wrist
To see how it would feel Looked into the future There was nothing to reveal For we were just the product Of the ever spinning wheel Round and round we go Round and and round we go. Come and see me When the screw has turned another turn It's not that I'm confused But I've an awful lot to learn But I will be the one To make you work for what you earn Round and round we go Round and and round we go. After all it's just the revolution I despise The dawn of revelations and the flower power prize And I pity those poor children with no sunshine in their eyes Round and round we go Round and and round we go. |
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| 2:54 |
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She leaned forward in the lamplight
In her eyes an amber glow She was promising the earth And yet somehow saying no We talked of pleasant summer days Kew Gardens, Hampton Court The jewellers where we bought the ring that bound us close together Oh, how she changed with ever passing day In the swirling misty morning As the day begins to break In the heavy dew her footsteps I am floundering in her wake Oh, how she changed with every passing day The shutters of indifference Have closed to bar the view A person I once knew Oh, how she changed with every passing day |
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| 6:26 |
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In the early dawn the Bishops' men
Shivered in the damp But the shiver came not from the cold And spread throughout the camp The trembling horses sensed the fear Of silent thoughtful men Who prayed that wives and families Might see them once again. The bishops sent a dawn patrol To investigate the weight Of forces at the King's command Ensconced behind the gate The ground mist hid the patrol's approach As they drew close enough to show The sentries on the battlements And an archer drew his bow. From the topmost tower a sentry fell As an arrow pierced his skull And his headlong flight into the moat Seemed that of a gull The patrol reported little There was nothing much to see But the strong and silent castle A symbol of the free. The King's men took communion As the first rays of the sun Lit up the castle's gloomy walls The fatal day begun From the castle green the rooks took flight To the high trees in the east To their carrion minds the battlefield Set a table for a feast. A tide of black, the Bishops' men, Equality their right Swarmed like ants across the hill Their aim at last in sight The King's men dressed in purest white Were driven back by force And the fighting grew more violent As the battle took its course. The Bishops gave the order No mercy to be shown The sacrifice will reap rewards When the King is overthrown The sight of children lying dead Made hardened soldiers weep The outer walls began to fall They moved towards the keep. The rooks surveyed the battlefield Their hungry beady eyes Revelled in the sight of death Showing no surprise The pressure mounted steadily As the Bishops neared the gate And the desperate King called to his knights "It's your lives or the State". When the anxious King began to fail As many thought he might The Queen ran screaming round the walls And urged the men to fight The Bishops' men were tiring As the afternoon drew late And the King's men lowered the drawbridge And poured out through the gate. They fought their way across the bridge The men like falling leaves Or ears of corn that fall in swathes The vicious sickle cleaves The tide receded up the hill The waste of reclaimed land Once decaying swamp became A shore of pure white sand. A blinded priest was seen to bless Both dying and the dead As he stumbled around the battlefield His cassock running red If uniform were black or white His eyes could never see And death made no distinction Whatever man he be. As darkness fell both camps withdrew Their soldiers slain like cattle Leaving the rooks to feast alone The victors of the battle At evensong both camps reviewed Their sad depleted ranks As survivors of the battle Gave God their grateful thanks. |
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| 3:56 |
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You have been my lighthouse
In every storm You have given shelter You have kept me safe and warm And in my darkest nights You have shone your brightest lights You are my saving grace Darling I love you. You have been the pilot Who guides me home You have been the my rock As on the seven seas I roam And when I was becalmed You were the strength in my arms You are my saving grace Darling I love you. And when I found my back Was torn and broken on the reef You sailed your tiny boat Across the dark seas of my disbelief. You have been the anchor And I the chain Straining as we hold ourselves Together in the rain I have found you ever there My constant keeper's daughter fair You are my saving grace Darling I love you. |
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| 9:50 |
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The gypsy girl stood quite alone
Her eyes were brightly shining Her head was in the clouds Where she had found the silver lining And all the while the crippled boy Was dancing with his lady fair While I stood on the sidelines Trying to make out that I wasn't there. So loud the music grew and grew With ever greater pain I stepped back in the shadows For I could not stand the strain I tried to look, my eyes were blind I tried to speak but could not find The words to say. They left me lying where I lay I could not bear the light of day. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight. Half Worlds Apart So I lay in half world dream state Pressed like a flower in the pages of a half book Words in softly spoken whispers Steal through the silence of the blue veiled half light The best of questions have no answers The best of answers need no questions Born on the quest for a wave of half peace Acquired in a Dresden china cuplet Bound in the chains of the half book binding Half way to my half life. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight. So she lay in half museum Pinned like a butterfly which failed to reach its half life Tender moments left half spoken Lost like an orphan in the pleasures of the dream state A man of honour has no secrets How can I be a man of secrets Trapped in the web of the woven blue veil Peering to find the angel weaver Most sacred saviour of the silver lining Half way to my half life. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight. At Rest Sleep the sleep of peace my love And I will let you be I alone can comfort I alone can set you free I will be your healer And give you back your pride In times of need remember me At rest here by your side. When the hour of darkness comes And time itself stands still When voices from the future Seem to come and go at will I will be your servant Your ever constant guide When all is lost remember me At rest here by your side. The wisdom of the fool is such That he alone is sane So delicate the balance That e'er the moon could wax and wane I will be your teacher And show you where to hide When all else fails remember me At rest here by your side. Treat me kindly dear blue angel Deepest colour of the night Be merciful, be gentle For I have no strength to fight. |
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| 2:45 |
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| 4:35 |
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The heavy air was scented by
The disappointed flowers The weatherman had promised them Warm soft summer showers They bowed their weary heads Resigned to wait a few more hours And we walked together in the half light Down secret paths Climbed wooden fences Till a dancing meadow Enveloped us within its grassy web. There was no need for discussion It was surely no disgrace Her soft skin had the texture Of the finest silken lace Waiting moist and trembling It was just the time and place And our woven bodies sang together In harmony With understanding Till we fell back smiling Rejoicing in the music we had made. The blood red summer sunset Was a slowly spreading stain That rose behind the bandstand As the shepherd played again We heard his silver trumpet It had blown away the rain And we lay together in the long grass Holding hands And making sweet talk Till the smell of woodsmoke Reminded us that it was to go. |
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I only have my memories to last me the remainder of my days
For time has now decided that we must go our individual ways The warmth I feel inside can more than overcome my loss But this is me today and tomorrow I must count the cost. We'll meet again sometime Though the road is steep and very hard to climb. The pleasures of a lifetime condensed into a fleeting glimpse of truth A moment of delight as when a child receives a sixpence for a tooth The simple things in life mean more to me than money ever buys The greatest thing for me to see my love reflected in your eyes. We'll meet again sometime Though the road is steep and very hard to climb. We'll meet again sometime Though the way is never clear My sacrifice is made Everything that I hold dear We'll meet again sometime Though the road is steep and very hard to climb. Oh lover of a lifetime let me look upon your loveliness alone Oh but I cannot gaze too long for I fear that it will turn me into stone A monument to life to stand forever by your grave Inscribed for all to see, a message of respect, "Be brave". For we'll meet again sometime Though the road is steep and very hard to climb. |
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Speak only with your voices
And not the sword Listen to your leaders And the words of the Lord. Shake hands with your brothers Has been my theme For I have had a dream. While fury gathers around you Provoking you to hate Remember what I told you Don't heed the dangled bait. The leaders of the country Are speaking much the same As those who've gone before them And those who are to blame. Proclaim a day of mourning And let the flags fly low The future is before us As I have told you so. |
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| 2:49 |
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Once I sat upon a hill
To watch the world go by My friend the young magician Had forbidden me to cry But I was the comedian With the laughs in short supply. Shine on silver sun Shine on everyone Shine on silver sun Shine on. The sunlight filtered softly Through the pale and watery sky To catch the mirrored salmon As it rose to take the fly The flowers on the riverbank Were left alone to die. The church bells sounded midnight As I rose to say goodbye And a solitary tear Fell from the corner of my eye. |
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| 4:14 |
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| 4:35 |
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My ashtray's flowing over,
And the 'phone's left off the hook. I've been staring for three hours At the first page of a book. Day and night I keep the curtains drawn, And curse the very day that I was born, And get to thinking, How I need you, Now. I keep staring at my wristwatch, Until it's ticking fills the room, And the hollow sound reminds me Of the silence of a tomb, And as the ceiling and the walls close in, And the furniture begins to spin, I get to thinking, How I need you, Now. And as the days go passing by, And I never get a letter, How I need you. Days turn into weeks, And it doesn't get much better, How I need you. The gaslit streets lean slowly As I reel against the wall, And my musty head is aching As I stagger down the hall Then I fill the broken glass once more, And fling the empty bottle to the floor, And get to thinking, How I need you ... |
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Now I'm a union man
Amazed at what I am I say what I think That the company stinks Yes I'm a union man. When we meet in the local hall I'll be voting with them all With a hell of a shout It's out brothers out And the rise of the factory's fall. Oh you don't get me I'm part of the union You don't get me I'm part of the union You don't get me I'm part of the union Till the day I die, till the day I die. As a union man I'm wise To the lies of the company spies And I don't get fooled By the factory rules 'Cause I always read between the lines. And I always get my way If I strike for higher pay When I show my card To the Scotland Yard This what I say. Oh you don't get me I'm part of the union You don't get me I'm part of the union You don't get me I'm part of the union Till the day I die, till the day I die. Before the union did appear My life was half as clear Now I've got the power To the working hour And every other day of the year. So though I'm a working man I can ruin the government's plan Though I'm not too hard The sight of my card Makes me some kind of superman. Oh you don't get me I'm part of the union You don't get me I'm part of the union You don't get me I'm part of the union Till the day I die, till the day I die. |
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I made a sideways motion
Turning a new leaf The single minded miner's girl Was there to share my grief I shivered in the butter wind Three times the cockerel crowed I waited for the river But the river did not flow. An autumn turned to silver Winter turned to gold The weatherman said dress up Oh but I did not feel the cold Kids waited with toboggans As I sheltered from the snow I waited for the river But the river did not flow. I will drink the milk from you breasts Meld myself to you Collect the valley lilies The worshippers once strew My body aches with hunger Yet your belly has to grow I waited for the river But the river did not flow. |
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| 6:21 |
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Maybe you think, a lot like me
Of those who live beside the sea Who feel so free, so I surmise With their comfortable homes, and wives Who end up drinking tea together In the afternoon of their lives. They build their homes upon the seashore The quicksand castles of their dreams Yet take no notice of the North wind Which tears their building at the seams. In their dismay and blind confusion The weeping widows clutch their shawls While as the sea mist ever deepens The sailors hear the sirens' calls. And in the maelstrom sea which follows The lifeboat sinks without a trace And yet there still remain survivors To bear the shame of their disgrace. Last night I lay in bed And held myself Trying to remember How it once was with you How your hands were softer. Yesterday I found myself Staring into space Rather like the sailor In my own home surroundings I'm not sure I know me. If you were me what would you do Don't tell me I don't need you to It won't help me now. |
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My ship sails in
On a cloud of broken promises It's just not true Not a single word she says Time will tell Whether I can change my ways It might take years It might even take always. Tell me what you see in me And I'll tell you what I see in you. Your picture melts Before my tired eyes And all it leaves Is just a trace of paradise You'll change again That's what I've been told But don't take long Or I might get too old. Take it easy But take it slow For who knows which way next That wind will blow Time goes by Just as quickly as I want it to And I'll make out Like I never knew. |
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