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The salvation army band played.
And the children drank lemonade. And the morning lasted all day, all day. And through an open window came, like Sinatra in a younger day. Pushing the town away... ...Life in a Northern town. He sat on a stony ground. And he took a cigar out. And everyone else came down to listen. He said in Winter 1963 Everyone thought the world would freeze, With John F. Kennedy and the Beatles. ...Life in a northern town. All of the world struck down. In the evening we'd talk too late. . Watch the water run down the drain. As we followed him down to the station xtion. And though he never rode away goodbye e You could see it written in his eye, As the train rolled out of sight, bye bye. . Life in a northern town.. |
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| 2. |
| 3:47 |
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Look out your window any day
From June to September the love parade's Out on the street where you live and you know It's just a matter of time before it takes over They've been married for so many years Now a young love seranade blows sweet nothing in her ear They're lonely together, when they're not apart It feels like she's holding on to someone else in the dark. Oh the love parade is on Even against all odds It'll go on forever The love parade Only matinee shows The love parade. But if he could put himself into a different skin He'd be worrying about what he's let himself in for Hanging in the air apparent A point of view almost transparent So you sold your soul for a pocket full of sweet talk Forget-me-not kisses at the end of a slow walk And when it's done you put your world back on 'Cause she's otherwise engaged married to someone Oh the love parade goes on Even when you're gone It'll go on forever The love parade Only matinee shows The love parade. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By LAIRD-CLOWES, NICK/GABRIEL, GILBERT <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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It was the time of year just after the summer's gone
When August and September just become memories of songs To be put away with the summer clothes And packed up in the attic for another year We had decided to stay on for a few weeks more Although the season was over now the days were still warm And seemed reluctant to five up and hand over to winter for another year Indian, Indian summer Her parents had rented a house on the shore 'Though I stared at her all summer we never really talked In the end, at the summer's end I wish we could turn it around and start it again She shared a house with her sister and mother It belonged to a painter who rented out for the summer Her father had already gone home The days were quiet and we were both alone Intensified by the lack of competition We walked along the ocean and put off decisions To keep us from saying goodbye Indian, Indian summer In the distance the city lights flickered in the bay But any previous existence seemed a world away In the end, at the summer's end I wish we could turn around and start it again Indian, Indian summer Away from the magic could it ever be the same I think I knew those days would never come again. |
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Richard's on the street with all the lonely poeple
Trying to get a job and getting nowhere So now this is what he got A new kind of dedication He doesen't feel lost He walks into the station And Richard takes a train to go uptown You know he's gonna find a place where the money just walks around And with the grace of a wildcat He steals a bag without detection Walks on tiptoes right back To make the right connection. And when he leaves this world Well then he won't feel alone Now the fighting has all gone. No more just trying to hold on To the dreams of this world Where he never quite belonged. Belinda meets a friend at a pub called 'The Gun' It's full of lots of lonely people all out trying to have some fun. She says, "I'll be right back" Although you know it's only ten to one Her eyes are just like a wild cat And where's the summer gone. She's been working on the ships for easy money It's a bigger kind of tip and that may be because You run a bigger kind of risk She's got the dedication written in a kiss In the promise of intoxicated bliss. She's misunderstood for all the lonely people Living in the world and getting nowhere, Something always just goes wrong. Why should they try to hold on To the dreams of this world Where they never quite belonged. Gina says she's gonna stop, Settle down, you know, give it all up, But it's so hard to give it up When all your friends say they just can't Stop. Stop. They beat up a girl on the Ford Estate with a baseball bat Last night the vigilante city fathers tried to get their daughters back. They didn't understand A different kind of smack was needed Than the back of the hand Yeah, something else was always needed. This is for all the misunderstood lonely people Living in the world and getting nowhere Something always just goes wrong. Why should they try to hold on To the dreams of this world Where they never quite belonged? Where they never quite belonged. |
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Hampstead girl on Parliament Hill
Drinks in the situation Hamstead brown not dressed to kill In a thousand variations And her blue eyes See those dark shadows in the sky And her choir like voice Cries for Love And you'd do anything you could Just to bring back the smile to her face Take all the blue out of her eyes And fill up the empty space With love and affection Take all the grey out of this town Give your protection If she'd just turn 'round Outside she smiles at the people But inside she cries Inside hampstead girl in the Vale of Health With a hundred imitation Hears the magic in the church bells But still longs for invitations And you'd like to take her with you But the time is never right And so you lose her When you go back down to the other side of town. |
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