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| 4:08 | 
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There's only one way of life
And that's your own My father when I was younger Took me up on to the hill That looked down on the city smog Above the factory spill He said this is where I come When I want to be free Well he never was in his lifetime But these words stuck with me I ran from all of this And I climbed that highest hill And looked down on my life Beneath the factory spill I looked down onto my life As the family disgrace Then to all my friends on the starting line Their wages off to chase And all my friends and all their jobs And all the bloody waste CHORUS I grew up, learned to love and laugh Circled A's on the underpass But the noise we thought would never stop Died a death as the punks grew up And we choked on our dreams We wrestled with our fears Running through the heartless streets Chasing our ideas And the problems of the world Won't be solved by this guitar And they won't stop coming either By the life I've had so far And the bright lights of my home town Won't be getting any dimmer Though their calling has receded now Like some old distant singer And they don't seem so appealing To the eyes of this poor sinner CHORUS |
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| 2. |
| 3:28 |
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The Bar was dark, quiet and still
And nothing could be heard The dust lay undisturbed At a table near the back, underneath a fan Two men shared a joka about the normal folk The cards are on the table The winners takes it all The game is nearly over One man about to fall I don't believe in heaven I don't believe in hell I don't believe what I'm seeing This is no game, can't you tell "I'm calling your bluff" the first man said "The people went to war, they always wanted more How could I ever fail to lose They can't take it any more, they want to end the score" The second man showed his hand Some walked barefoot across the land Many have seen the future And are doing the best they can CHORUS The clock ticked past the final hour Which of the men had lost? and what was the cost? The glasses now were empty and gone To wash away the shame, and take away the pain One man left the table The other, head in hands Paid the bill for the defeated the only thing left that stands CHORUS |
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| 3. |
| 5:57 |
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The Boatman
If I could choose the life I pleased Then I would be a boatman Along the canals and the rivers free No hasty words are spoken My only law is the river breeze Would take me to the open seas If I could choose the life I pleased Then I would be a boatman If I could choose the life I pleased Then I would be a rover And if the road was not for me Then I would choose another Across the mountains and the valleys deep I would take these weary feet If I could choose the life I pleased Then I would be a rover But these things are so hard for me I cannot choose my own destiny And all the things that I want to see Are so unclean I wish I could choose the life I please But I am not a free man Others choose my destiny But my will's never broken I know someday I will be Everything that I dreamed I'd be If I could choose the life I pleased I would be a boatman. |
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| 4. |
| 4:29 |
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There's one too many, two too many holes
Getting bigger in the garden wall And the people looking in are getting busy, they're getting bad They're trying to suss it all They're trying to get to me, to take my liberty Got to go go, get out of here, away-way, you don't want me here Got to go go, get out of here, go home I said this means nothing to me They way we were is the way I wanna be This means nothing to me The way we were is the way I wanna be They're sending in the elite, complete with guns To advertise the way to go Faxing through the fax to make it clear That they're the ones who know They're trying to get to me, to take my liberty Got to go go, get out of here, away-way, you don't want me here Got to go go, get out of here, go home I said this means nothing to me They way we were is the way I wanna be This means nothing to me The way we were is the way I wanna be |
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| 3:47 |
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It's warm by the river, the weir keeps us cleen
The woodsmoke and cigarettes are all that we need Marking the dirt with twigs and simple words spoke Kicking the dust so we can just Dance the dance that plays with fire Play guitar and play inspired You said you would leave not ever Underneath the sky forever It's cool by the sea when the pavement is hot We take a walk down there to see what we've got An old man collecting fifty beautiful words Cleaning the beach so that he can teach us to CHORUS It's cool by the pane glass on the high street we played But there's always a penny in the music we made So far from home, with no means of return Burning the bridge, so we always CHORUS We're so far from home No need to return There's so much that we have though And so much we have learned |
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| 6. |
| 4:17 |
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The year is 1991, it seems that freedom's dead and gone
The power of the rich is held by few Keep the young ones paralized, educated by your lies Keep the old ones happy with the news Tell the singer not to singthis song Tell the poet that she's wrong And in the courts you'll win the case with lies Cos you sold them down the river-o Do I belong to some ancient race I like to walk in ancient places These are the things that I can understand I don't believe in your modern way Don't care about the things you say Your policies have failed the test of time Cos you sold them down the river-o Now in a land not far away, there's men in prison because they say The colour of your skin is not a question Did you rally to their side? No, you sat back and let them die I don't know how you get to sleep at night CHORUS Your money market goes round and round The pound goes up, the dollar goes down Another South American forest cut down You need the power for your new towns Cos you get scared when the night comes down Won't you tell me where it is that we are bound? CHORUS |
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| 4:35 |
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Gunshots shatter the peace of night
it's just another fire fight for the people of this little town but for the dying soldier well, he's feeling ten years older as he's lying face down on the ground all the words that are in his head are all the words his mother said as she would put him to bed back home CHORUS: your daddy, well he died in the falklands fighting for another man's cause and your brother he was killed in the last war now your mother's , well she's lying home alone Every day she sees your face on the picture on the fireplace with your brother as he was leaving school then a day came five years ago you said "mother, i need to know" and you spoke the words your brother spoke before "I've seen the things my daddy's done and I've seen the medals that he's won and i know this is what he would have wanted-for me" but CHORUS Now she wonders at it all Just in his name did he break, your heroes fall And how many more are gonna answer the call They're gonna fight, fight and die in another country's war They're gonna die for religion, they didn't believe in at all They're gonna die in a place, they should never been at all Oh, never been at all 'Cos CHORUS |
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| 4:00 |
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Well its headlights, and white lights, and Black Tar Rivers
They're dragging me around this country as it withers The billboards, signposts, standing in the way Tell of the state of the nations, that we find today And we play and we play and we play To every day, every day To every day And in the front rooms of old towns far from the city With beaten up guitars and hearts full of pity The people gather round singing songs from everywhere They're torn from the nation, left without a care CHORUS And we'll rid the bloody world for a moment in a word And we'll rid the bloody world cos The words that you heard when you were young will always stay The one's that always stay make the world go away Warm night, clear sky, European town Outside the bars singing their hearts out to a crowd With open boots, violin, banjo and a voice The exiled buskers are happy with their choice CHORUS |
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| 9. |
| 3:06 |
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I met you in '82, over a crate of beer and not a few
I cracked a can and so did you, we're gonna change the world The ghetto kings of downside town – the estates and parks of our hallowed ground Doing anything that we found, and on the river flowed You'd take a drink from the Rev. Jimmy Jones You'd cross the street on the path the gunman roams Thrown aside and left to waste, that was you – you knew your place Wander round, get off your face, and on the river flowed CHORUS: On and on the riverflow – we the undertow On and on the riverflow – we the undertow I don't know how you made it through all the smoke and brew you do It sure has left its mark on you, but you're still with us today Life goes on and round we go and words can kill these things I know Sometimes you cut me deeply so, but on the river flows You'd set the table for the barber Sweeney Todd You'd clip the wings of any rising god But man can't live on hope alone, it can be cut, all that is grown Broke your spirit but not your bones, and on the the river flows CHORUS You're working now – forced to the race I know it left a bitter taste But the rising tide has covered your face Nothing you can do But I still remember the day you said That river flowing through my head Would take me far or leave me dead And all you said was true |
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| 3:39 |
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I thought i heard someone calling me
i've seen the pictures on TV and i made up my mind that i'd go and see with my own eyes It didn't take too long to hitch a ride with a guy going south to start a new life past the place where my friend died two years ago Down the 303 at the end of the road flashing lights - exclusion zones and it made me think it's not just the stones that they're guarding Hey hey, can't you see there's nothing here that you could call free they're getting their kicks laughing at you and me As the sun rose on the beanfield they came like wolf on the fold and no they didn't give a warning they took their bloody toll I see a pregnant woman lying in blood of her own i see her children crying as the police tore apart her home And no they didn't need a reason it's what your votes condone it seems they were committing treason by trying to live on the road CHORUS |
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| 3:08 |
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15 years
I never was a violent man Said the man in the bar with his head in his hands he's Trying his best to understand the cause of his dismay But the years of gin have broken him they've left him cold where he's fitted in but It's too late now to turn around and find another way And the laughs in the late night lock-in have Faded away when he gets in the girl from fifteen years ago Has packed and gone away That's never how it used to be What happened to all that energy You took one too many liberties, I'm tired of being afraid So after the fight she took flight Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride The best years of her life denied, and sold for liquid shares CHORUS and The victims of their world, are advertised on posters just A beach and a pretty girl, if you just take this potion theres another week 'til his cheque comes through He's got a fiver left now to spend on food But the doors of the bars are open, and he breaks another rule well He sits on a stool that bears his name Hes got a favorite glass well its called the same he's never been kept waiting, 'cos he pays a landlord's wage CHORUS |
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