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I hear you've got some love to give away
And maybe it never belonged to you So how come you know my name? So it's closing time again For the lost souls on a pilgrimage I think I've been here somewhere before That's no way to tell a lie That's no way to tell a lie I hear you've got something to say But first you need some people to say it to Just before you rise from the dead So we crawl from the water's edge Returning to dip our heads again I'm back to where it all began That's no way to tell a lie That's no way to tell a lie Sha la la la la That's no way to tell a lie That's no way to tell a lie I hear you've got something to say But first you need some people to say it to Just before you rise from the dead Sha la la la la |
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Bad boys and painkillers
Together like peas in a pod Look at me just sticking around The oxygen draining through my blood Body crunched up and tight Pounding and kicking me blind Failing my body design Digging trenches, looking for mines CHORUS: (Bad boys and) Looking for a new way out (Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love (Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask (Painkillers) Bad boys and painkillers Drags me down so I'm miserable Buy some time, I'm coming unstuck Leave me here, I'll crawl my way back Cold as statues with such grace My head imprinted with your face I long for longing in this place It's no so hard with some patience CHORUS: (Bad boys and) Shaking like there's no way out (Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love (Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask (Painkillers) Never complain or explain Never felt lucky or shame Microclimates and acid baths Epic human achievement at last CHORUS: (Bad boys and) Still shaking still shaking (Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love (Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask (Painkillers) |
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I fall asleep to the national anthem
To break the spell of a winter night For there is too much I could dream of So turn off the TV and the lights Because there's something coming Round the bend You could catch it on a tape cassette It's no joke and it's no lie It's salvation and it's coming fast On Thursday morning we will raise the world On Friday night we will pay the price A Ford Capri and a telephone On Saturday morning we will rule the world All you need to start a bonfire Is the story of a short and tragic life And you could see it past the treetops In the second hand daylight Second hand daylight Because there's something coming Round the bend You could catch it on a tape cassette It's no joke and it's no lie It's salvation and it's coming fast On Thursday morning we will raise the world On Friday night we will pay the price A Ford Capri and a telephone On Saturday morning we will rule the world On Thursday morning we will raise the world On Friday night we will pay the price A Ford Capri and a telephone On Saturday morning we will rule the world |
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I can see all the things that used to be there,
So much I wish I was suspended in a different time. The radio waves are creeping along the corridor, At thirty-three a minute we'd better stay inside. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the demons behind. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the devils behind. Run run, Romeo run, This is your last stand. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the demons behind. The blue I wear is not so beautiful anymore, There's always something in my mind that I should've done. The radio waves are creeping along the corridor, At thirty-three a minute we'd better stay inside. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the demons behind. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the devils behind. Run run, Romeo run, This is your last stand. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the demons behind. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the demons behind. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the devils behind. Run run, Romeo run, This is your last stand. Run run, Romeo run, Leave the demons behind |
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You're falling through the night and giving in to bad dreams,
Where nothing is as it seems. There's still a long way to go. And the fading glorious night, Never seems to bring you home. You think that this is your road. There's still a long way to go. I can't give you an A to Z, there's some things I just can't show. Just try to disbelieve your eyes; For this I surely know - there's a long way to go. Like laughing in the dark, to keep the dogs at bay; No matter what you might see, there's still a long way to go. Cold comfort in the dawn, the dawn that brings you round, a pale light that you found, there's still a long way to go. I can't give you an A to Z, there's some things I just can't show. Just try to disbelieve your eyes; For this I surely know - there's a long way to go. You're falling through the night and giving in to bad dreams, where nothing is as it seems. There's still a long way to go |
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The clocks are broken
And my hair is changing colour now And nothing ever changes on the Great Western But you'll have me believe There's no water in the river But the box kicks and the swallow dives Always makes me feel alive And when the rain falls down It feels like a holiday A holiday And as we cross the bridge We should stay We should stay Twenty years of leaving And you never knew the reasons Two hundered miles of sleepers Taking you nearer To decide what you love And what you don't hate And follow the new bypass to from Where you came And when the rain falls down It feels like a holiday A holiday And as we cross the bridge We should stay We should stay |
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So men are still at war in this land
For certain songs and certain dates The tender gave way to the firebrand And Europe gave way to the States So now that money's all but scentless Noses and consciences are clear The pointless flowers can be dispensed with To see a friend in tears So our defeats are just reminders Of death that waits behind it all The body wilts before the mind does Surprised to see how soon it falls It's true our women have deceived us All hunted species disappear It's true we've shot the golden eagles To see a friend in tears It's true our cities are exhausted Made by and for the middle aged Our weakness gave them more than force did We thought that love could cure a toothache And in the underground we're drowning Accelerating through the years You think you'll find the truth by frowning To see a friend in tears It's true our mirrors don't show heroes We lack the courage to be Jews Without the elegance of Africa With our youthful fireworks all defused And all these men who are our brothers Wonder why we don't want to hear How their worst enemies are their lovers To see a friend in tears |
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The doorbell of your house still bears your name,
But you'll never come back to this place. You were sitting on your steps yesterday again, I guess it's just an old neighbourhood thing. You don't have to pray, because he knows my name, So just remind yourself to say hello to the Pope, To say hello to the Pope. You can swear all you like but you're still such a beautiful girl, Especially when you walk through that door in your Sunday best. So just one more cigarette and a vodka for you, I'll even dance the old town music for you. You don't have to pray, because he knows my name, So just remind yourself to say hello to the Pope, To say hello to the Pope. You don't have to pray, because he knows my name, So just remind yourself to say hello to the Pope, To say hello to the Pope |
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We got directions but nowhere to go
So should we start to make our way back home And forget the things we'll never know We got directions but nowhere to go Should we follow the sunset or Trust the stars and follow the road Which way to Kyffin, we don't know We don't know which way to go CHORUS: We'll paint ourselves a different life We'll paint ourselves a different life We'll paint ourselves a different life The green and grey and red and white The fading glow of this dark amber sky He sits and prays for the light to die To show the life hidden from our eyes Where the sky is calling him Where the light pours through his eyes The sky hangs low and fakes its death To share its memories one more time CHORUS: We'll paint ourselves a different life We'll paint ourselves a different life We'll paint ourselves a different life |