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I see double up ahead
Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun Is where the river runs red Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove And frees an eagle instead It's more or less the same as the things that you said I see trouble up the road Like the things you found in love are by the way And like to cheat on your soul Like the best and worst of thoughts that lose control Before you lie on your bed It's more or less the same as the things that you said Anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow Anyway for all the things you said tell me why does the river run red Anyway for all the things you've seen tell me when will the river run green And anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow It's more or less the things you fail to say in your way that's your trouble Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots the moon and the stars And his double It's more or less the same as the things that you said I see trouble up ahead Where the river boat swayed beneath the sun Is where the river runs red I see double - that's my trouble |
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| 2. |
| 3:06 |
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I never saw it as the start
It's more a change of heart Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pots Blowing off the dust in the room where i forgot Yeah i laid my plans in solid rock Stepping through the door like a troubadour whiling just an hour away Looking at the trees on the roadside feeling it's a brighter day You and i should ride the coast And wind up in our favourite coats just miles away Roll a number, write another song like Jimmy heard the day he caught the train He sipped another rum and coke and told a dirty joke Walking like groucho sucking on a number 10 Rolling on the floor with the cigarette burns walked in Yeah i miss the crush and i'm home again Stepping through the door with the night in store whiling just an hour away, Looking at the trees and the star-bright feeling it's a brighter day Repeat chorus You and i should ride the tracks And find ourselves just wading through tomorrow But you and i when we're coming down We're only getting back You know i feel the sorrow When you find that things are getting wild Don't you want days like these... Don't you need days like these... |
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| 3. |
| 3:43 |
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Saturday Afternoon
The sunshine pours like wine Through your window But I know golden June Can turn an empty grey Against your window And I feel like I?m on the outside Of a circle If I walk by the trees I?ll catch the falling leaves If the wind blows But I know all this means is Whiling on the hours Watching sideshows And I feel like I?m on the outside Of a circle Will I turn my coat to the rain I don?t know But I?m going somewhere I can warm my bones Fare you well I?ll carry me away And sing to those I know Upon their birthdays And I won?t feel like I?m on the outside Of a circle |
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| 4. |
| 3:37 |
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Well hello my old friend
You know I've been away I'm not asking for much But please remember my name You've been lining your pockets For no other reason Than to buy up the things That I gave without reasonable pay Well I wondered through fortune And I flirted with fame But we never got the money We always gave it away Old benchmark on the park He got lost on the world But he doesn't seem To know about any of it at all He said - all the things that I wanted You know I had to pay and pay And so I say |
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| 5. |
| 5:09 |
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The brilliance of my fleeting mind
Chimes like voices in foreign cars It chimes in time - takes me where I'm going Alone my fleeting mind is knowing Believe it when I pin it down And that's not hard to forget With my hands upon my knees You will steal from my fleeting mind Remember all our words They are just smoke rings in the rain: That's just a poem in brilliant places But poets, they are too grim They steal like party thieves From crowded rooms To rhyme their homes with better places The brilliance of their minds Will seek with never knowing Alone my fleeting mind is knowing Believe it when I pin it down And that's not hard to forget With my thought like sifting leaves I believe in my fleeting mind |
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| 6. |
| 4:00 |
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When I'm waiting standing on the corner
And it's coming 40 past the hour In the midnight lonely freezing hour With my insides churning in the gutter And I'm waiting 40 past midnight Catching rain the soda light Won't you come & call me to your window Please don't leave me waiting on the corner We could have the best time If you lighten up your life With my pockets holey in the inside With my bus ride rolling in the gutter But if you would only light your lamp light Then I would be here than any other Well I'm waiting 40 past midnight Catching cold in the pouring rain Won't you come & take me to your door So I can take myself home again When I'm waiting standing on the corner And the soda light begins to flicker And it's getting 40 past the hour And I think I won't see what I figure Well I'm waiting freezing on the inside Staring up at your window pane If you won't come see me this evening I can see myself here again |
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| 7. |
| 3:45 |
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No I never knew you
We both went to different schools Me so scared of the rules You chasing all the girls But it seems to me We never grew up we just got ourselves free Inventing what we could be To buy all their curls Get up and dance Get up and smile Get up and drink to the days Ones that are gone in the shortest while She was just eighteen she collapsed And they took her away She didn?t make it for more than an hour Then she was gone What do you say? When someone?s been taken that way Before they?ve had a day to fly in the sun Get up and dance Get up and smile Get up and drink to the days Ones that are gone in the shortest while Get up and dance Get up and smile Get up and drink to the days Ones who are gone in the shortest while I?ll sing my sorrow I?ll sing my sorrow I?ll sing my sorrow I?ll sing my sorrow No I never knew you We both ended up as different fools Me so scared of the rules You chasing all the girls But it seems to me We never grew up we just got ourselves free Inventing what we could be To buy all their curls Get up and dance Get up and smile Get up and drink to the days Ones that are gone in the shortest while Get up and dance Get up and smile Get up and drink to the days Ones who are gone in the shortest while I?ll sing my sorrow |
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| 8. |
| 4:19 |
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Who is that upon the stairs
acting like he don't know where and who is laying down all the cards and giving me the wrong things to say and like a wheel on the table He's a Cain to my Abel: Oh.....it's my shadow A confessor to my dreams casting ribbons round my feet Oh.....into my day It's my shadow Making eyes until the sun lights the daytime as she comes Oh..... into my day Happy in the time when I would have been there to see you Happy in the time when I would have been there at all Happy when the night is gone and I believe you Happy when the night is gone and I need a call Who is chasing in the wind all the letters never sent and who is dusting down the stars and giving me the wrong moves to make. And like a wheel on the table, he's a Cain to my Abel dancing upon the floor, its my shadow making eyes until the sun blinds the daytime as she comes Oh.....into my day Its my shadow Like a willow to my stream casting heaven round my feet Oh.....into my day. When you find that things are getting wild is that the hardest smile that you can ever feel. Paralysed until the sun lights the daytime as she comes. And if my shadow comes a creeping Then I'll always find me sleeping in the sun. |
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| 9. |
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| 10. |
| 5:33 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Lay down your head & look to your window Where do you go when it’s not where you’re going And how do you see when the light isn’t shining Where you could be if you worked out the timing And how does it feel when the world comes on so real & true And how do you do the things you do to you If I were a king & you were a lady What would I sing to say what I’m saying And would you believe the verses left open My heart on my sleeve the rhyming all broken And how does it feel when the world comes back so real & true And how do you do the things you do to you to moonn6pence from shootingstar Sell me a river and I’ll skate away to the downstream where I did play So easy minded like a hill on the skyline tripped up and blinded getting lost on the sidelines And how does it feel when each word comes back so real & true And how do you do the things you do to you oh.. how do you do the things you do to you The Downstream |
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| 4:26 |
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And if I could hold you
Where would you belong And if I could listen To half the words you say Would your pathway glisten And help you on your way Oh you?ve got it bad But you never should expect cover Oh you?ve got it so bad Worse than any other If I was in your shoes Would it be the same Would you sit in silence While I dish out the blame And if the world was laughing Would you close your ears There is no creed of chanting To make the world more clear If I brought you flowers Would you watch them grow Springtime is for certain To follow on the snow Oh you?ve got it bad But you never should expect cover Oh you?ve got it so bad Worse than any other Oh you?ve got it bad But you never should expect cover Oh you?ve got it so so bad Worse than any other |
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| 12. |
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Well I used to be a listener - there was nothing left to get
About what you are and what you haven't been yet and some of them like to tell a story that is long and old and couch it in indifference and the wine that they were sold to get away Well someone's got to tell them that its not deserved, rehearsed or written down by playwrights over time just picking up on a nerve. And some of them got a difference that they reserve for you Well I like them all but I don't trust any of them well shouldn't you, just get away Well I used to think my freedom was a lot of things I'd give, demanding on my time but I had so much time to give, and I used to think that everything was a knee in what you are. But finding out the truth that hurts so I never went that far I always get away Well it comes down to the fact that I'm now different from the past, demanding all my ideals its just trying to make them last, and some of the things that you say they're ringing home so true, I hang my head out of the door and I follow you, yes I follow you and get away |
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| 4:21 |
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So sad, so sad
So sad, so sad I didn't want to love you And you do want nothing at all So sad, so sad So sad, so sad There's a cold break in my dream Keeps turning round everything you've said It's so naked in my brain Makes it hard to be by myself So sad, so sad So sad, so sad I didn't want to love you And you do want nothing at all So sad, so sad So sad, so sad And I didn't want to love you And I'm feeling the pain Stop watching the best things we loved in our life Was the wind and the sails And I needed to try for you That's lost on the night And it's found in the beautiful storm in your eyes And it's making you cry So sad, it's so sad So sad, so sad So sad, so sad I didn't want to love you And you do nothing at all It's so sad, so sad So sad, so sad, so sad, so sad |
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| 2:55 |
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No-one promised this when I was a kid When my days were filled with carousels Fairground rides and cockleshells Kicking pebbles on a beach When time couldn't reach me And tears were just a memory left to be learned Now days catch me without an overcoat Five o'clock shoes full of snow All rained out, nowhere to go Memories are sure to find you No matter how fast you run Gonna catch up with you Charlie Brown says Oh this winter sure sure gets me down When there ain't no friends around |
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| 3:35 |
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When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke
It's inspirational When you're life is a mess light one more cigarette It's so logical Well it's something your mother can't abide But it's something that i freely prescribe Take yourself for a ride It never felt so good As the night that you and i played Robin Hood Stealing from the backrooms of our minds Remembering a time when we were five A time i thought we'd left behind When you're starting to cry I'll come and sit by my side And I will love you so When the nightmares come I will try to be fun, even though; I'm so scared you know Well it's something your mother can't abide But it's something that i freely prescribe Take yourself for a ride It never felt so good As the night that you and i played Robin Hood Stealing from the backrooms of our minds Stealing from a time when we were five A time i thought we'd left behind Stealing from the backrooms of our minds Stealing from a time when we were five A time i thought we'd left behind When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke It's hysterical |
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| 3:32 |
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Im not one to judge that much
And anyway I just wanna get high on you But thirteen year old girls in hotels on the other side of the world Seems a little much for me Yeah, I wanna stay alive with you... But they look you in the eye And anyway theyll always slip a smile at you But thirteen year old girls in rat-holes on the other side of the world Theyre gonna lie to you Yeah, I wanna stay alive with you... Free-runs in a town where the boys and girls are settling down for the night To make up and make eyes at you Yeah, I wanna stay alive with you |
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| 2:58 |
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Shirley was a lady whose teeth were made of gold
She danced before the music and everything it told Huckleberry Grove Where the music plays into tomorrow night Huckleberry Grove Only fools would need to argue or to fight Shirley had eight children and each of them were told You got joy for singing burning in your soul Huckleberry Grove Where the idiots can't ease you of your mind Huckleberry Grove Take a free train, leave your luggage far behind Oh she sings shangri-la Oh she sings shangri-la Shirley was a lady who mostly stayed at home But she went out dancing down Huckleberry Grove Huckleberry Grove Where the music plays into tomorrow night Huckleberry Grove You'll be groovin' on the best days of your life Huckleberry Grove Where the music's guaranteed to blow your mind Huckleberry Grove Leave your luggage, get a free train, get behind Oh she sings shangri-la Oh she sings shangri-la |
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| 6. |
| 3:54 |
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And if I could hold you
Where would you belong And if I could listen To half the words you say Would your pathway glisten And help you on your way Oh you?ve got it bad But you never should expect cover Oh you?ve got it so bad Worse than any other If I was in your shoes Would it be the same Would you sit in silence While I dish out the blame And if the world was laughing Would you close your ears There is no creed of chanting To make the world more clear If I brought you flowers Would you watch them grow Springtime is for certain To follow on the snow Oh you?ve got it bad But you never should expect cover Oh you?ve got it so bad Worse than any other Oh you?ve got it bad But you never should expect cover Oh you?ve got it so so bad Worse than any other |
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| 3:02 |
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I feel a love that's so hard to bear
Won't you come kiss me and take this despair Let the morning time dapple its light in your hair Like warm running water in snow But I fear a love of jealousy and pain Lost in the race 'tween the foolish and vain Come the morning time whistle and take you away Where the sun always burns in the Winter Oh... Here in my heart Oh... Here in my heart And I know that all I'm saying is wrong Etched in the night-time and rhymed in a song Come tomorrow I'll lighten up and drink to the ones Who love without asking for loving Don't forsake me, the morning time plays at the children's door If you leave me then what would I tell them you're leaving for (Repeat first verse) |
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| 3:21 |
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Summer death, slow step
Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy Attitudes, attitudes Sloganized by middle boots The men who slogged the brown-eyed boy And it's the end of everything that you've been told about Decency, honesty And it's the end of holding back and breaking bones and building bombs And hanging witch-hunts conducted by men of such opinion Summer death, slow step Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy Attitudes, attitudes Sloganized by middle boots The men who slogged the brown-eyed boy And it's the end of building roads to load the dead to someone else's field And it's the end of falling back on breaking backs and aching handshakes And playing fields conducted by men of such opinion But the fathers crossed you boys I fire so heaven knows it only righteous folk But righteous taste hold the keys to sitting grace To conduct and to proclaim decisions made of such opinions And it's the time of summer days When children sing about the killing fields Winter melts the snow and knees will crack on rock And the iron on earth beneath the dearth bequeathed Mailshots by men of such opinion |
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| 2:38 |
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Your dream make up is cracked and wearing thin
your eyes are on your chin it's getting hard for you But to make up is only make-believe and we don't need a scene like this Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers Your eyes closed and dreamed of places that you and I would go it's getting hard for me To love you, like I used to I don't believe "hello" Do you? Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers |
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| 10. |
| 3:41 |
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I've got Mona Lisa eyes
I can stare through all your lies Maybe they will come tomorrow Maybe they will come tomorrow Maybe they will come tomorrow But it's only another day away Look down on everything in sight Look down on everything and say goodbye And it's only another day away I've got Mona Lisa Eyes I've got Mona Lisa Eyes I've got Mona Lisa Eyes And it's only another day away Day away... |
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| 11. |
| 3:05 |
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And the clock struck fifteen hours ago; it is shining
And the man who is wasting on the wall Looks a lot like Jesus And a little bit resembling the man in the mirror in the hall And I rose-trayed sailors And you still shining And I'm till waiting to got And I lied for sailors And I lied for certain And I lied to everyone I know Oh I'd believe in God and I'd believe in loving but I don't speak to anyone who knows And I need four 50's and three yellow lemons And someone to take me home And I'd forgotten the one who was sailing on the water down beside where you don't go And it's strange to tell that the one who is shining is someone I forgot I used to know And the clock struck fifteen hours ago |
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| 12. |
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I'm gonna take a walk by the lemonade lake
Let my feet get wet and the grass in my face Rolling up in the summertime setting ablaze Throwing stones and laughing on the way home lah, lah, lah, lah... I'm on a night-time hunting on the horn of a car But the brakes seem stuck on a winter song Scattered back, slip around and I'm mouthing a glass Harbour lights remind you of another song I never knew my daytime slipping away Too many seeds to sow and I can't look at my face I need a sound to make me jump around on my toes I need a song, I need a love song |
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| 13. |
| 3:34 |
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| 3:21 |
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I never saw it as the start
It's more a change of heart Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pots Blowing off the dust in the room where i forgot Yeah i laid my plans in solid rock Stepping through the door like a troubadour whiling just an hour away Looking at the trees on the roadside feeling it's a brighter day You and i should ride the coast And wind up in our favourite coats just miles away Roll a number, write another song like Jimmy heard the day he caught the train He sipped another rum and coke and told a dirty joke Walking like groucho sucking on a number 10 Rolling on the floor with the cigarette burns walked in Yeah i miss the crush and i'm home again Stepping through the door with the night in store whiling just an hour away, Looking at the trees and the star-bright feeling it's a brighter day Repeat chorus You and i should ride the tracks And find ourselves just wading through tomorrow But you and i when we're coming down We're only getting back You know i feel the sorrow When you find that things are getting wild Don't you want days like these... Don't you need days like these... |
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| 3:43 |
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Where do you go
Buttoned in your favourite coat Stepping out to a different world When you might be home late And where are you now Staring at your favourite box The one with the travellers cross On the road past the gate But if you find yourself standing on the corner While your thinking of a different world Then you might see me waiting on the corner Staring through you in a different world But if I could swim Then I?d go out and find my boat Sail away to my favourite coast And let you all in And if I could do, all the things you?re asking for Then maybe I?d find your door And bring it home to you But if you find yourself standing on the corner While your thinking of a different world Then you might see me waiting on the corner Staring through you in a different world So where do we go Like two Christopher?s in the snow Yeah we?re blind but we want to know Just to say I love you And all of our lives We?ll sail through the suns and moons To sing our Travellers Tunes Just to say I love you But if you find yourself standing on the corner While your thinking of a different world Then you might see me waiting on the corner Staring through you in a different world |
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| 3:17 |
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You keep your pretty girls
Chained inside the dungeon And diamonds and pearls You keep them a'coming Give them all of your affection You keep your naughty boys Locked inside the kitchen And when they make a noise A swish of your hand keeps them Screaming out for your affection I don't know the why's or wherefores I don't what's wrong or right I just know at night You give them all of your affection You keep your servants down Swinging from the gallows And when they come round Oh you smile and you say hello Give them all of your affection You give them all of your affection You give them all of your affection |
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| 2:57 |
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| 2:40 |
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Cool cool water where I rest my head
You keep me running to a single bed Yellow moon rising on the riverboat wild You keep me running like a child Yellow moon rising on the riverboat wild You keep me running like a child Bobby don't know He's got a funny way of seeing situations Call him on the phone And ain't it funny but he never seems to come home Bobby don't know He's got a funny way of seeing situations Call him on the phone Ain't it strange that he never seems to go home (Repeat first verse) |
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| 3:48 |
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For all of her diction; her self medication
She fell down and dented her nose And laughed at the coroners Desperately warning her Watch now the way that it goes And she knows... She's living at the top of the world In need of salvation she spoke to her mother Who died in the service of king What is the meaning of wallflowers receiving a glance It would mean everything And she thinks... She's living at the top of the world Three minutes later she looked in the mirror And cracked half a smile at her toes And she knows, she knows... She's living at the top of the world |
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| 3:06 |
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Saturday Afternoon
The sunshine pours like wine Through your window But I know golden June Can turn an empty grey Against your window And I feel like I?m on the outside Of a circle If I walk by the trees I?ll catch the falling leaves If the wind blows But I know all this means is Whiling on the hours Watching sideshows And I feel like I?m on the outside Of a circle Will I turn my coat to the rain I don?t know But I?m going somewhere I can warm my bones Fare you well I?ll carry me away And sing to those I know Upon their birthdays And I won?t feel like I?m on the outside Of a circle |
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| 21. |
| 3:11 |
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I went down to Chelsea Walk
Where the sun doesn't shine at all And I went looking for something for me But I came back with nothing at all Except an old man who could not see But he said that he knew God Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Now I've been down to Chelsea Walk Where the sun just refuses to shine And I ran back to my little room And I jumped straight into a bottle of wine You know I'll be alright for just a day But tomorrow I must wake Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Old man I must be on my way Don't you worry I'm just scared for those who pray In Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Chelsea Walk... |
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| 22. |
| 3:03 |
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You told so many lies
Your tongue is black with fireflies But you spit them out and pretend you're sneezing And every word is such a joke With so many pasts you'd be ninety years old Don't you wonder why the room keeps on leaving Hey, hey - what's that I heard you say Don't think that I would never need it Hey, hey - what's that I heard you say Don't think that I would ever believe it It's just a thought and nothing more That all your thoughts and moves are taught And memorised each night before your sleeping And every word is such a joke Strung from neon masts flying flags you hope Will win you friends and give your life some meaning (Repeat chorus) You told so many lies Your tongue is stained with alibis You've been around the world and found it pleasing And every word is such a joke With so many pasts you'd be a hundred years old Don't you wonder why the room keeps on leaving (Repeat chorus) |
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| 4:22 |
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Got a good reason
for taking the easy way out Got a good reason for taking the easy way out now She was a day tripper One way driver, yeah It took me so long to find out and I found out Tried to please her She only played one night stand Tried to please her She only played one night stand, now She was a day tripper Sunday driver, yeah It took me so long to find out and I found out Got a good reason for taking the easy way out Got a good reason for taking the easy way out now She was a day tripper Sunday driver, yeah It took me so long to find out and I found out |
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