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| 1. |
| 4:21 | 
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I swear to god, I heard the earth inhale,
Moments before it spat its rain down on me. I swear to god, in this light and on this evening, London's become, the most beautiful thing I've seen. I swear to god, I heard the earth inhale, Moments before it spat its rain down on me. I swear to god, in this light and on this evening, London's become, the most beautiful thing I've seen. I swear to god, I heard the earth inhale, Moments before it spat its rain down on me. I swear to god, in this light and on this evening, London's become, the most beautiful thing I've seen. |
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| 2. |
| 6:21 |
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No one understands,
The way you found your god, There's a bullet in your hand. I give a dog a bone, He'll eat for the day, But teach him how to kill then. I am the coast defence, I am the city wall, Stealing pounds and pence from you all. Still no one understands, The way you found your god, There's a bullet in your hand. Pour salt water on the wound, Pour salt water on the wound, This home is more than bricks and mortar, Pour salt water on the wound. Ahhhhhhhhhh! When the boy's older, He'll have the arms of a soldier, Those arms will never hold her again. It's just like I told you, When the boy's older, He's gonna be a soldier for them. Pour salt water on the wound, Pour salt water on the wound, This home is more than bricks and mortar, Pour salt water on the wound. I hope life is good for you, I hope life is good for you, I hope life is good for you, I hope life is good for you. Ohhhhhhhhhh! |
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| 3. |
| 5:24 |
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Make our escape, you're my own Papillon
The worlds turns too fast Feel love before it's gone It kicks like a sleep twitch! My Papillon, feel love when it's shone It kicks like a sleep twitch! Darling, just don't put down your guns yet, if there really was a God here, he'd have raised a hand by now. Darling, you were born but you will die here, that's quite enough for me too, we'll find our own way home somehow. No sense of doubt, for what you can achieve, I'd help you out, I've seen the life you wish to leave Well it kicks like a sleep twitch! You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe. It kicks like a sleep twitch! Darling, just don't put down your guns yet, if there really was a God here, he'd have raised a hand by now. Darling, you're born, get old, and die here. well that's quite enough for me too, we'll find our own way home somehow, Papillon! It kicks like a sleep twitch! It kicks like a sleep twitch! Darling, now just don't put down your guns yet, if there really was a God here, he'd have raised a hand by now! Darling, you're born, get old, and die here. well that's quite enough for me, we'll find our own way home somehow. It kicks like a sleep twitch! Aah <i>[x4]</i> It kicks like a sleep twitch! |
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| 4. |
| 4:39 |
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You don't know love like you used to,
You don't feel love like you did before. Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! You ran with the dead today, with the moles from the C.I.A., They say more than you ever say. Headlights in your rear view mirror, A panther's eyes as he prays on fear, Your hunt for love, you electioneer. Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! You ran with the dead today, Through the cemeteries where ghosts still play, The more you ran, love got further away. One look and I saw inside Every little thing you'd die to hide, You are the truth, when you lied. Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! You don't know love like you used to, You don't feel love like you did before. You don't know love like you used to, You don't feel love like you did before. Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! You don't know love like you used to, You don't feel love like you did before. Oh, you don't know love like you used to, You don't feel love like you did before. Oh, you don't know love like you used to, You don't feel love like you did before. Ah, you don't know love like you used to, Ah, you don't feel love like you did before. You don't know love like you used to. |
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| 5. |
| 4:45 |
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Eyes permeate my skin, an alcoholic din,
Fills the room we're in. Girl, I think it's time we leave, Like a thief on Christmas Eve, Take and you shall receive. No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside. Once we're out amongst the shadows, See how much our love glows, Reflected in shop windows, I love you as my blood flows, As the rain ruins my best clothes, You're a secret only I know. No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside. No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside. Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Ahh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Damn the passing hours, Damn the summer flowers, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours. No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside. No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside. They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours, They took what once was ours... No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside. No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside. |
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| 6. |
| 4:40 |
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A bruised full moon play fights with the stars,
This place is our prison, it's cells are the bars. So take me to town, I want to dance with the city, Show me something ugly and show me something pretty. Damn this place, makes a boy out of me, The ring meets my face by the count of three An unwanted son pulls rank in the sky, The boxer isn't finished, he's not ready to die, I'm attracted to the light, I am attracted to the heat It's a violent night, there are boxers in the streets. Damn this place, makes a boy out of me, The rain meets my face by the count of three. Damn this place, makes a boy out of me, The rain meets my face, I'm a fallen oak tree Dazed in the final count, Dazed in the final count, Dazed in the final count, Dazed in the final count. |
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| 7. |
| 4:52 |
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Ain't it just like the old days,
Wait and see how the hand plays, Living out our second-hand cliches, Ain't it just like the old days. You are what you eat, You'll become digested, Well love, it isn't felt. No love is tested. You will keep forever, I'll bury you like treasure. We gotta get friends in high places, Hide behind their plastic faces, Rip up the flag and replace it, Dance with our friends in high places. You are what you eat, You'll become digested, Well love, it isn't felt, Love is tested. You will keep forever, I'll bury you like treasure. You will keep forever, I'll bury you like treasure. I used to want to be you Now where's your Shadow? You're see through. I used to want to be you Now where's your Shadow? You're see through. You will keep forever, I'll bury you like treasure. You will keep forever, I'll bury you like treasure. |
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| 8. |
| 4:53 |
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I don't wanna be ignored, oh god
When I'm a gun in a fistfight You're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat Your blood drool attracts the flies I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her I don't wanna be left out or get fucked But there's a talent in your lies If you're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat Your blood drool attracts the flies I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her A little bit for myself, don't put a price on your health, I give a little to her I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her Don't wait for the sun Your story's been spun These boys, they just wanna have fun But your damage is done I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her A little bit for myself, don't put a price on your health, I give a little to her I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her I give a little to her I give a little to her Oh, I give a little to her Oh, I give a little to her |
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| 9. |
| 3:47 |
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A winter wind blows, in from the north,
Scratches your spine, cold like the forth. But you're a long way from home, Through the dark we tiptoe, The hospital looms, as we walk fleet road. Hold your tongue, Swallow your venom, You're too young, Hold your tongue. No push and no shove, Spit your verbal mace, Hate can turn to love not this for this human race, Ohhhh!!! Hold your tongue, Swallow your venom, You're too young, Hold your tongue. Hold your tongue, (my heart...) Swallow your venom, (will explode) You're too young, (as we walk...) Hold your tongue. (...the fleet road) |
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