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That hurricane day
Will soon pass away And someone will sweep All the jetsam back into the bay And we'll come down Like we always did And knock on my door Like the big bad wind Born in a storm Is that the only excuse you can give Born in a storm Is that you're gonna live Born in a storm Is that the only excuse you can give Born in a storm Is that you're gonna live |
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| 2. |
| 3:50 |
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It's a rain dirt town job hurts but it don't pay
All these calls they're making me and driving you insane Don't you see Don't you understand Waiting for the phone to ring to make me all I am. You're in the suburbs waiting for somewhere to go I'm down here working on some dumb show In a raintown Raintown Rain down On all those tired eyes and tears and frowns In a raintown Raintown Rain down On all those days you're not around It takes a big hearted girl from the North Country you can tell How you payed those bills and went through Heaven and hell And you You cried and you traveled and you spat but you never asked Well how long how long how long is this pain You're on for three minutes trying hard to say hello I'm down here working on some dumb show In a Raintown Raintown Rain down On all those tired eyes and tears and frowns In a Raintown Raintown Rain down On all those days you're not around Sitting at home listening to your radio Listening for your old friend talking on some dumb show What's he saying What's he saying What's he saying In a Raintown Raintown Rain down On all those tired eyes and tears and frowns In a Raintown Raintown Rain down On all those days you're not around Raintown Rain down On all those tired eyes and tears and frowns Raintown Rain down On all those days you're not around You're not around You're not around |
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| 3. |
| 3:07 |
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Offered her a roof
The rain had made it shine Offered her a song Wasn't really mine [Chorus] I showed her all my things She offered me belongings She thought I was a Ragman She offered me possessions I tied them in a knot Wrapped it in a note I kept it in my pocket [Chorus] I came to her too soon She should have had a ragdoll And wound up with a Ragman Wings and kites and wedding rings All these charms I said I'd bring [Chorus] Baby you're a rich man Lost in a small world Looking for a rag doll Wound up with a Ragman With a Ragman Ragman [Repeat: x7] The rain had made it shine |
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| 4. |
| 3:49 |
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There's a shadow on his photograph on Tinian '45
Smiling like a college boy who's glad to be alive But now he owns a factory and a store in Los Alamos A wife called Beverly sells second hand Ford Motors He may have taken pictures, been caught in Albuquerque Flown in great artiste on a mushroom cloud He may be a senator or a general or a turn key But I know he looks like Spencer Tracy now And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he may have been with Oppenheimer, shaken Einstein's hand Did we have to drop the bomb? You bet, to save this land He was only taking pictures around the critical mass While the troops on Tinian island sang 'Follow the bouncing ball' White Christmas He may have been a nationalist, a physicist or a pacifist But he's just taking pictures and he'll do it anyhow Well, I have seen that movie of Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde And I know he looks like Spencer Tracy Now And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night Tears falling down the streets And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night And he cries all night Oh, he cries all night |
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| 5. |
| 4:29 |
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You sigh and you walk
You talk You care about nothing Sometimes you're feelin' That life has treated you wrong I've got a feeling You know what the score is Baby But it's hard when you're sitting here Surrounded by friends I've got a love That I'll cling |
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| 6. |
| 5:01 | 
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| 7. |
| 3:17 |
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Alan doesn't understand her
He only thinks in numbers He only drinks in restaurants Where the girls are fully covered And he can't trust his yearnings And he doesn't like pretending His tempers stretched so much by work His heart needs gentle rending He |
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| 8. |
| 3:58 |
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There's a man I meet
Walks up our street He's a worker for the council Has been twenty years And he takes no lip off nobody And litter off the gutter Puts it in a bag And never thinks to mutter And he packs his lunch in a Sunblest bag The children call hi |
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| 9. |
| 3:32 |
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One day all of us will work
We'll stand outside this orchard and we'll talk When all is said, all is done We'll still be thinking about home They say that love might be the very thing If only it could be And making love is more than anything All these things like buildings And places, and memories, and faces Don't count for anything I'll gladly draw the lines of duty Watching summer turn to gold She's not content with responsibility She wants to have and then to hold They say that love might be the very thing If only it could be And making love is more than anything And all these things like buildings And places, memories, and faces Don't count for anything They say that love might be the very thing If only it could be And making love is more than anything Yea, all these things they say They say that love might be the very thing If only it could be And making love is more than anything Yea, all these things they say They say that love might be the very thing If only it could be And making love is more than anything And all these things like buildings And places, and memories, and faces Like buildings And places, and memories, and faces Don't count for anything One day all of us will work One day all of us will work One day all of us will work |
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| 10. |
| 3:41 |
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You know the agony
Of seeing it all slip away Well maybe now you'd be happy Just to talk it out straight If it's just Slipping away About the danger of Believing in plans in hand About the role that you have in this delecate plan If it's just Slipping away Let's talk it out now Let's name them one by one One by one Love's great fears Can't you see them burn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Love's great fears Can't you see them burn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Twist and turn As you walk and learn You know danger of believing that the summer's gone And with the fading light the feeling that Love is falling It's all just Slipping away If you believe in The dangers that you suppose You think it can tumble down None of us knows It's all Slipping away Let's talk it out now Let's name them one by one One by one Love's great fears Can't you see them burn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Love's great fears Can't you see them burn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Love's great fears Can't you see them burn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Love's great fears Can't you see them burn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Twist and turn As you walk and learn Twist and turn As you walk and learn |
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| 11. |
| 5:17 |
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Close your eyes and go to sleep
From the howling howling over these streets People stare 'cause you're so mad That wild wild spark that innocent laugh But baby that's this town It won't happen next time Yeah baby that's this town Lovers on love downs It's this town to be blamed At the top of the block there's a church At the top of the tower there's the clock And it rings and it sighs Cause there's no time for all these lies But baby that's this town It won't happen next time Yeah baby that's this town Lovers on love downs It's this town to be blamed Baby take a walk round to my house Throw off these tired eyes and tears and these frowns Take that lane so narrow and deep and walk those regrets that fill your sleep You say your sleep is naked and your dreams are clothed But what about your footsteps Who sees them go Who lets you know about these things Who's gonna say the things we think So take your keys and pack your bags But leave your books and leave your maps Cause baby that's this town It won't happen next time Yeah baby that's this town It won't happen next time Yeah baby that's this town It won't happen next time Sure baby that's this town Lovers on love downs It's this town to be blamed It's this town to be blamed Work work work Rain rain rain Home home home Again again again Work work work Rain rain rain Home home home Again again again |
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| 12. |
| 2:36 |
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It's good to know how big a life can be
Especially when it falls away so easily And how hard it is to let you take your leave Also I wish you all the things that you believe in Like riches Now that they're different And work With your burden lifted like riches Now that they're different And work With your burden lifted I wish all those things if you would leave Bright clothes for winter Bright clothes for winter When you go on your journey don't say goodbye Don't need clothes to wear Or money to buy Don't take a bed to sleep in or sleeves to cry on And don't go gently into that good night And take riches Now that they're different And work With your burden lifted take riches Now that they're different And work With your burden lifted I wish all those things if you would leave Bright clothes for winter Bright clothes for winter You found a great big kingdom And you gave it all away And how I want live there And how I hope you'll stay And take riches Now that they're different And work With your burden lifted take riches Now that they're different And work With your burden lifted I wish all those things if you would leave Bright clothes for winter Bright clothes for winter Bright clothes for winter |
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| 13. |
| 2:40 |
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I have an old friend
So the story goes He never calls without saying hello He's got a good job So the story goes He says it's it's funny to see you look so low I said I'm on top of the hill Looking down at the Kings of the Western World I went out and caught the train home Looked at the land so the story goes They've got factories and jobs and playground provided And the workers are willing so the story goes But I'm on top of the hill Looking down at the Kings of the Western World The Western World And people get born So the story goes And people get schooled So the story goes And people get on So the story goes And people get ruled So the story goes And people they die So the story goes And left on the hill So the story goes But I'm on top of the hill Looking down at the Kings of the Western World The Western World I'm looking at the Kings I'm looking at the world I'm looking at the Kings I'm looking at the Kings I'm looking at the World I'm looking at the Kings I'm looking at the World I'm looking at the Kings I'm looking at the World |
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| 1. |
| 3:36 |
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You're so young
And you know so much Heaven help us all From the tales you tell You're so old And innocent as hell How I love your questions You Queen of the New Year Oh you're so young And you know so much And my mind's not made up About the way forward |
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| 2. |
| 3:10 |
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There he stood and there we left
Outside the flashing neon sign With the smell of cheap cigars And the hope of sweet perfume And his heart it was reeling With the thrill of it all All to do and only hours He said all this is all yours You can have it all You can take it all away From where we left off Living it all Your way If you'll stand in my shoes If you'll do what I do On a wages day On a wages day And the cap from Disneyland That his cousin she brought back Stays open in his hand From one week to another And this long narrow land Is full of possibility All to do and only hours He said all this is all yours You can have it all You can take it all away From where we left off Living it all Your way If you'll stand in my shoes If you'll do what I do On a wages day On a wages day And you can have it all You can take it all away From where we left off Living it all Your way If you'll stand in my shoes If you'll do what I do On a wages day On a wages day On a wages day On a wages day On a wages day On a wages day If you'll do what I do On a wages day |
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| 4:04 |
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And I'd tear out the pages That I've got in these books Just to find you some words Just to get some reward And I'll show you all the photographs That I ever got took And I'll play you old 45's That now mean nothing to me And you're a real gone kid And |
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| 4. |
| 4:48 |
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Cold dawn won't comfort you
Cold coffee Won't see you through Cold sheets Won't heal your heart Your frozen fingers of your Name so tarred I know so rarely That things come your way Your ways are tender And your paths are straight Your mind's not lived i |
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| 4:59 |
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You're tired and you say you're angry
You're thankful for this blessed rain And you think you'd know But your old friends have to tell you again Your books taught you all you know Your tastes and patterns and your tv shows But you can never follow where they won't let you go Sometimes it's so hard to know You want to display your charms On this bright night You want to display your charms On this bright night You want to display your charms Over these circus Christmas lights Your cares your misanthropy Your distant gaze is missing me And your jewelery that's what blinded me From the reality You want to display your charms On this bright night You want to display your charms On this bright night You want to display your charms Over these circus Christmas lights You want to display your charms On this bright night You want to display your charms On this bright night You want to display your charms Over these circus Christmas lights Over the sea Over the land and the city |
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| 5:01 |
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I wrote this once before
Long before the summer You were then a student And we were dark as angels We were in the east Working to the west The west was looking south And the south she had no pity But last night I dreamed And you were always In it There were Hopes and plans and schemes And the town was full of winners Oh brother Oh sister This changing light Has lighted things so Differently Has lighted things so Differently I wrote this once before And we were all then working We thought we'd stop the flow Of a cruel and heartless woman If I'd known this then What would these wings have done They'd have beat and flapped and flown And not done and not done But last night I dreamed And you were always In it There were Hopes and plans and schemes And the town was full of winners Oh brother Oh sister This changing light Has lighted things so Differently Has lighted things so Differently Oh brother Oh sister This changing light Oh brother Oh sister This changing light Oh brother Oh sister This changing light Has lighted things so Differently Lighted things so Differently So differently I wrote it on my hand I kept it in the dark I never ran it through my hair I stuffed it in my pocket I wrote this on a journey All the way from Spain Where our fellows fought And never came back again To this changing light To this changing light Dark dark Changing light Dark dark dark dark Light 1979 1980 1981 1982 1983 1984 1985 1986 1987 1989 To this changing light To this changing light Changing light To this changing light |
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| 1:12 |
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he saw her trying on his old clothes
he watched herstretch and pull and tear he said you're impatient as the wind your laugh is strong and right and scared she was the sad loved girl of the neighbourhood he was the man that put happy over good she was the sad loved girl of the neighbourhood he was the man that put happy over good |
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| 3:55 |
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Fergus sings the Blues
In bars of twelve or less I'm a stranger To the land To this wilderness All Things are possible But happen less and less This Is my country These Are my reasons 'Cause I look In the mirror And it throws Back the question And I whi |
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| 9. |
| 4:27 |
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So maybe you're standing
In some foreign town You've walked for miles Till the heat slows you down And your jeans and your curls Are bleached and split And your money and your anger Are all used up Maybe I'm sorry About the light in this place Makes my heart seem cold As the words on these pages Maybe I'm reminded By a shop window displays or a decoration Like some church candle That might just burn, might just burn 'Cause we're dancing under chandeliers And I'm telling you Caught in the headlights And I'm yelling it at you Why is it girl When the world is lit by lightning That I keep telling you That I love you? So you're ten miles out Of this city at night When do colored lights Become paint and glass, and dust? How I wonder What light to trust The light of the distance Or the light might just burn, might just burn? 'Cause we're dancing under chandeliers And I'm telling you We caught in the headlights And I'm yelling it at you Why is it girl When the world is lit by lightning That I keep telling you I keep telling you, I keep telling you? We're dancing under chandeliers And I'm telling you We're caught in the headlights And I'm yelling it at you Why is it girl When the world is lit by lightning? Seraphim and cherubim Skies full of gold dust Moonshine and starlight Pockets full of rainbows Windows and mirrored balls Porcelain and silver lake Dance hall, neons flash and swing Blow out your candles It will call you Angel, angel Angel, angel, angel When the world knows your name We're dancing under chandeliers And I'm telling you Caught in the headlights And I'm yelling it at you Why is it girl When the world is lit by lightning That I keep telling you That I love you? We're dancing under chandeliers And I'm telling you Caught in the headlights And I'm yelling it at you Why is it girl When the world is lit by lightning That I keep telling you That I love you? I love you, I love you When the world, when the world When the world knows your name When the world, when the world When the world knows your name When the world knows your name When the world knows your name When the world knows your name We're dancing under chandeliers And I'm telling you Caught in the headlights And I'm yelling it at you Why is it girl |
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| 3:19 |
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Down in the streets they're walking and kissing
All he sees is the lights in her her eyes She feels his hand and smells his warm breath Looking up all she sees is the night sky He saw her standing there alone She saw him walking the whole town behind him He loved to whisper gently to her She heard the whole world shouting and screaming Oh since first we met My dark sweet silhouette Oh nothing nothing you forget In your heart my dark my dark sweet silhouette He told her everything he wanted her to know She showed him the big picture He gave her beads and clothes and promises She gave him golden strings and things that don't break down Oh since first we met My dark sweet silhouette Oh nothing nothing you forget In your heart my dark my dark sweet silhouette All she sees are the stars in the night sky Looking down all he sees are the street lights in her eye Oh since first we met My dark sweet silhouette Oh nothing nothing you forget In your heart my dark my dark sweet silhouette |
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| 11. |
| 3:54 |
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Poorly
You're more than poorly Jimmy More than that Worse than that This is a case of photographs Smudged and dropped and laughed at Here's some things that came in post Letters never sent but wrote Shelves of books not opened Browsed in and bored you Unlocked things that should have been fastened down To be burned To be burned Jimmy To be gone forever So you're Down town raking bins Through carry outs and skins To find the hundred things that led you here So you're Down town raking bins Through carry outs and skins To find the hundred things that led you here Long night walking hills Scratched and cut Bruised and hurt With all your tension and your guilt Stories of the berr and care and speed you spilled Pleased at your speaking Worried by the content About this love and this land and this firmament Forgotten how to dream Started just to scream Forgotten to return To return Jimmy To fight your way back So you're Down town raking bins Through carry outs and skins To find the hundred things that led you here So you're Down town raking bins Through carry outs and skins To find the hundred things that led you here Tired Well I'm tired too Jimmy More than that I'm angry at that Well now that I'm finished This small town world seems so much bigger It didn't seem important then Between jobs and flags and parliaments But our small time world seems bigger And maybe more worth fighting for Maybe at the heart of things They'll be clowns And we'll be kings So you're Down town raking bins Through carry outs and skins To find the hundred things that led you here So you're Down town raking bins Through carry outs and skins To find the hundred things that led you here Down town raking bins Just to find the hundred things Down town raking bins Just to find the hundred things Down town raking bins Just to find the hundred things Down town raking bins Just to find the hundred things |
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| 12. |
| 4:11 |
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Your constant heart
Beats like the road It cuts through the rain And clears the snow And in our summer We take it slow Letting the wind Die in the hollow Oh, your constant heart Your constant heart Your constant heart Your constant heart Now that the leaves are strewn On your constant path Your feet won't stumble From your chosen task Like the light above And the earth so red Your constant heart Never leaves me guessing Oh, your constant heart Your constant heart Your constant heart Your constant heart I'm still excited By the, good, good night you bring The long loud song You sing and the boom, boom beat that rings I'm still excited By the good, good night you bring The long loud song You sing and the boom, boom beat that rings From your constant heart That's my defense The rich man's judge The poor man's friend Your constant heart Your constant heart Your constant heart Your constant heart Like the sky so strong Like the earth so warm Like the trees so blown Like the clouds so ripped and torn Your con Your constant heart Your constant heart |
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| 13. |
| 3:33 |
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I now describe my country
As if to strangers This train is full of songs Of local winners And the wind surrounds the towers And the flags they are blowing And the bunting and the distance Stretches over our sound And when he teases the children He calls them orphans And he cries for all the flowers Of the forest In his head there is no reason To be sad about the garden But his heart bleeds very often For things forgotten like little orphans |
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