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me coal, me coal-haired lady from the west,
i've given you, doll, me very best. been drunk so many times in your pressence, in my engine, you are the essence.. i've drunk my every penny + pounds (?) my friends just to stay another round just to take another look at you me coal-haired lady -- Chartreuse pardon me, oh fathom me what's your reason not to see me? pardon me, oh fathom me you've no reason not to kiss me i've sat and pondered crying and wondered what you wear beneathe your clothes i've thought about your mother + the crows that sit in the apple trees at the bottom of her gardens pardon me, oh fathom me tell me, what's your reason for not seeing me pardon me, oh fathom me 'cause you've no reason for not kissing me i've told my friends Chartreuse is your name and that i have an infatuation i want us to be a plural i know a little place way out in the rural you don't know what i'd do just to kiss your coward country lips and not think about sex for a change Chartreuse -- i think i love you pardon me, oh fathom me what's your reason not to see me? pardon me, oh fathom me what's your reason not to kiss me? pardon me, oh fathom me tell me, what's your reason for not seeing me pardon me, oh fathom me 'cause you've no reason not to kiss me kiss me |
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LIFE'S A CINCH
You're bringing me down and you know I will start you know you're making me feel like it's time to do the fly you know you're making me afraid and I'm going sleep tonight Hang on, hang on, she's told can you see the lie?, can you see the lie? You know you're making me skill and I know that life's a cinch but now I'm looking in your eyes and I'm telling you life's a cinch I'm telling you life's a cinch Chorus Life's just a cinch so easy life's just a cinch you row, row, row your boat gently down the stream, down the stream nearly, nearly, nearly, nearly life is just a dream you know that's the world and they call it number 3 can you see the call you know life is just a dream, just a dream then you're alive I'm trying to show you how to stand I'm gonna show you how to fly I'm gonna show you how to land gonna show you how to land Chorus You see... |
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I want to,
I want to be someone else or I'll explode Floatin’ upon my surface for the birds, The birds, The birds. You want me? Well, fuckin' well come and find me. I'll be waitin’ With a gun and a pack of sandwiches, And nothin’, nothin’, nothin’. You want me? Well, come on and break the door down. You want me? Well fuckin' come and break the door down. I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready |
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Thanks for the stone, I feel it in my hand
And thanks to you for trying to understand As I feel it in my hand I'm thinking about you Standing on the seashore and your thoughts are far away Seeing them sail off in the sea and seeing the ship sink Well I wonder is there any room left on board for my troubles I guess I could blow them away in bubbles but a bubble would burst And so would you? CHORUS Thanks for the stone Thanks for the stone Thanks for the stone, I roll it 'round my knuckles Did it sleep on the seabed with the mussells and the cockles As I lay on my bed, I drift into a dream Sitting on the rocks naked, drenched by the splashing sea Then I make a paper boat out of my song, sailing it free, sailing it free We were sailing, sailing ,sailing, sailing, sailing And then the Gods made love? CHORUS (X2) Thanks for the stone and it I will keep And thanks to you for swimming so deep I can see you now sitting on the sand With the stone alone, Staring at the horizon, staring at the horizon Thanks for the stone, thanks for the stone |
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And how are they all in Springtown
can you still drink the water that flows neath the sports park is there still apples in the castle to steal and how does it feel to be stuck there. Does the monument still hold no statue and are our names still framed on the pavement when we were ten the world is getting smaller and wilder for me but it's not wild enough to stop me remembering. Chorus See I want home, I want home, I want home It's where I've buried all my bones And is the trolley still sleeping at the botton of the bridge we learnt to smoke on and is Trisha still teasing the men I swore one day I would steal her back, and do you remember when we compared our manhood's at the scout dance after we got kicked out of the cub's getting spins on the tennis court on St. Stephens night at the rugby club Chorus Buried all my bones, buried all my heart And is St. Brendan still beheaded and covered in piheon shit and do the still serve bread and cocoa at the boy's school for the lads whose parents haven't got a bit. And are our names worn out on the pavement yet that we wrote with the stick of an ice pop, pop, pop, and is the pole still bent down on Main Street, under the sign that says 'stop'. |
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PRIVATE PARADISE
You'll never see me again 'cause I'm going away somewhere I can be on my own, all alone where all is calm, see you took too much from me and you left me wasted, you drank all my bloody wine and you never even let me taste it Chorus I'm going away somewhere I can be on my own all alone, where all is calm Here is my heart rapting my soul it doesn't matter if you rapted it 'cause it's sailing and it's gold see a tree house somewhere in the sky and that's where I'm going where somewhere is always yeah, and a beatiful blue breeze is blowing Chorus And I'll be ok, and I'll be ok be ok, be ok, be ok, be ok.... |
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