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Sorry Amsterdam
03:37
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Sorry, Amsterdam
It's hard to tell the difference between sunshine and the rain
You sing them both so beautifully, please do it again
Happily doomed, now becomes soon
And so I wait...
And close my eyes
and it feels just like it's 1985
Shirtless and pale
No bite, no sting and no tail
Would I ever learn?
Sorry Amsterdam, all apologies Milan
You both have possibilities, I'm happy where I am
A scrape and a bow, soon becomes now
And still, I hesitate...
And I close my eyes
and it feels just like it's 1995
Clueless and vain
and other familiar refrains
(and other last names)
No excuse
I jumped the queue
and then missed the boat
Fled the scene
I licked the bones clean to sugarcoat
(trying to keep my hopes afloat)
It's hard to tell the difference between darkness and the light
You both have possibilities, and I thought you might
Exquisitely flawed
In search of the lost guitar chord
Will I ever learn?
The Emperor with new clothes on
See them sparkle just like the old ones
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2. |
Wild God
04:55
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Heading south with butter melting in your mouth
It’s drawn and quartered messenger for tea
Egos grazed and voices raised and there’s no doubt
You exhale and I’ll forget to breathe
Deva fly on broken wing
Church of rage and idiot king
Sing again
Eat your words and spew your junk
Fill your boots till you’re all sunk
Drunk on wild god
Silk pajama dramas by the kitchen sink
You kill all conversation with your thumbs
There’s no shame, there's no taboo, just doublethink
Gift the kool aid knowing they’ll succumb
Deva fly on broken wing
Church of rage and idiot king
Sing again and again
Eat your words and spew your junk
Fill your boots till you’re all sunk
Drunk on wild god
Drunk on wild, wild god
Look who’s crawling out from underneath his stone
Loosey-goosey stepping as he goes
There’s no rest for the wicked or the innocent
in sad saluting, empty suited rows
Deva fly on broken wing
Church of rage and idiot king
Sings again and again
Eat your words and spew your junk
Fill your boots till you’re all sunk
Drunk on wild god
Drunk on wild, wild god
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3. |
Quiet One
04:47
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Quiet One
Whispered wisdom crystal clear
Be the one to find me
Look at me
Stumbling blindly in the dark
Be the one who guides me home
Gentle one
Purest tone and lightest touch
And the softest landing
Fill me up
(Even when it's all too much)
With your understanding
Up on the mountain
Or into the fire
Out of the mire
Or through the mill
Take me where you will
What you are, I can be
What I am, you can be too
Free from a cold immaterial world
I was blind but now I can see
Through an open door
Now and ever more
We are our own key
Enlightened one
Be the flame that lights my way
On the path of seeing
Wake me up
Help me find the bliss within me
And the joy of being
Skirting a black hole
Crashing the sun
Under the gun
Or on a breeze
Take me where you please
Quiet one
Quiet one
Quiet one
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4. |
Milk and a Dash
04:00
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Shadows on the radiogramme
Gollywogs stuck on jars of jam
The smell of baked beans and spam
Going nowhere
Fish and six and three fours
Milk and a dash through unlocked doors
We don't live there anymore
Does anyone care?
Growing up is hard to do
When it's standing right in front of you
Busy making plans and never asking you
Down at the kissing gate
the scene of your favourite mistakes
Throwing down penny cakes
and coming up roses...
Growing up is hard to do
When it's staring holes right into you
Busy changing plans and never telling you
Busy making plans for us
Left them here conveniently under this bus
In a suitcase full of retakes
And all your favourite poses and the mistakes,
Family ties to come undone
Are we past our best or is it yet to come?
Memories make you, and they break you down
The Queen with her Gilbert on
(Alone Again) with her favourite songs
She's getting the words all wrong
And nobody minds
King of the Castle's crown
Is safe as all houses falling down
Stuck in a northern town
Looking for exit signs
Growing up is hard to do
Staring from the mirror back at you
Busy making plans and never coming through
Memories make us, then they take us down
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5. |
Mr. Empty Head
03:32
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Living in a moment
The one I've been afraid of too long
Then another million moments
I'd never ever dreamed of came along
Here comes Mr Empty Head
Doing cartwheels out of bed
Look in the mirror!
Chasing my reflection
To add to my collection of mistakes
Demands a new direction
Time to check the road map and the brakes
Here comes Mrs Loving Me
Waving from the driver's seat
Isn't she lovely?
Thumbing our noses at the whole charade
Smelling the roses, made in the shade
Living in the moment, forgetting where you've been
Or where you're going to
The bottom of the ladder has a pretty nice view
Of the here and now
Here comes little Empty Head
Putting all our fears to bed
Isn't she funny?
Sticking her tongue out at the whole parade
Making us shout out, "We've got it made!"
Living in the moment, with half a mind
to tell the world to go away
Half a mind is all you seem to need these days
I'm giving up the gloom, busy making room
For the here and now
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6. |
Skinful
04:31
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Some might grab you
Others stab you
Pain in the heart
helps when singing your song
Scared to tell the truth when they ask you if there's anything wrong
Acting like a bull in a china shop with ballet shoes on
Such sweet excuses, you used them every one
Now you need another one
Some might shame you
others paint you
into a corner
and there you remain
Shaken or stirred, all the bitter words taste just the same
Raising a glass to an old friend, what was his name?
You drink it all in, and when it's all gone
You want another one
Lies by the bagful
You've had a skinful
Politesse, the final throes
Self-righteous dog and pony shows
Busy holding sway
Busy pulling rugs away
Best friends to no end (until they move along)
Then you find another one
I know it's not like that
in the films that we saw
Now your anger pays their rent
Fuel for fires of discontent
Who'll come to save the day?
Fight the urge to look away...
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7. |
Make You Mine
02:32
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I'd never hurt you in a month of Sundays
Yes I'll sign upon the dotted line
A promise to love you in a thousand and one ways
On the day I make you mine
Now, I'm quite the legend in my own lunchtime
Egg on face upon a pasty smile
You're boxing clever; I'm just the punchline
I just want to make you mine
So, I let fly
an embarrassing line or three
Tired of stewing; something's brewing
Hope that I'm your cup of tea
Don't need a lear jet; too slow I'll bet
I see you waving at the finish line
Patience is a virtue (sounds like voodoo)
I just want to make you mine
Tired of waiting, starting gating
Out in lover's lane, stepping on the lines
Off to the races and about-faces
Hope I'm not disqualified!
I'm full of high hopes up on this tightrope
Offer me a safety net and I'll decline
Hold that hoop again, I'll jump through again
Put me on a circus sign
That says "I'm going to make you mine"
The crowd laughs but I don't mind
I only want to make you mine
The ending gets ‘em every time
Watch them as I make you mine...
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8. |
Needle in The Red
05:55
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Is your God precious?
Is your God good?
And does he help you
Like no other would?
When he sees you falling down
Does he lift/pick you up?
When he hears you cry for help
Do you get the answer that you need?
When the wheels come off
and you hit the ground
Running for your life
with the same old voices in your head
Another needle in the red
Oh no…
Is your God angry?
Is your God loud?
Does he make you pray like hell
and does he push you around?
When he sees you riding high
Does he trip you up?
When he hears you cry for help
Does he make you get down on your knees?
CHORUS
See my slip it starts to show
I fall down on my face, you know
and you show me a beautifully clean pair of heels
Words are running off the page
I keep on falling off the stage
Do you think I should sing it again?
Do you think I should try?
When he sees you on your knees
Does he lift you up?
When he hears you cry for help
Does he make you ask the question again?
CHORUS
On the brink and in the drink
Just another shot of a love gone sour
A weed in flower, washed and scoured
Cleansed of pain in the midnight hour
Wallow in hell (just for a spell)
there's no way out and it's just as well
One more time you reach for the light
Your big chance comes but you're hands are tied
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9. |
Smiling Delirious
00:57
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She kissed the balloon and she let it go free
Said, “Daddy will she know that it came from me?”
It’s hard to be serious
Smiling delirious
I’d never hurt you, I never could
I’ll always love you, like I said I would
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10. |
Dizzy Love Song
04:09
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Here’s the plan:
After ever happily
and glove in hand
Rings with fingers in
Understand, it sparkles and it shines
Just like a big brass band
That makes me want to sing
It’s not rocket science
It’s not as if we’re swallowing the sun
just a little artistic license
To help us move this plot along
Let this puzzle be undone
By a dizzy love song
If we just sing along/when we just sing along
Here’s the thing:
Downside in and outside up
it’s love I’m in!
But words are funny things
Understand, they pin you and they spin you
and they pull you in
but hope eternal springs
And it’s not rocket science
It’s not as if we’re swallowing the sun
just a little poetic license
To help us move this plot along
Let this puzzle be undone
By a dizzy little love song
If you can/we can sing along/if we just sing along
Let’s take this thing out for a spin
Roll down the window, the one we’ve been looking in
Turn the radio on
Maybe they’re playing our song?
That dizzy little love song
Dizzy love song spin me 'round
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11. |
Proud of Our Love
03:55
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I have loved, I have lost
Paid the price, counted the cost
I’ve done things I’m not proud of
But I’m so proud of our love
Birds fly, make-up runs
Tongues tie and come undone
Hell’s bells, heaven’s above
I’m so proud of our love
You know, I’m so proud of our love
Sit here with me love
At the close of the day
I love you more, dear
Than I did only yesterday
Smiles fade, people go
Plans mislaid, but this I know:
We’ll go hand in glove
I’m so proud of our love
You know I’m so proud of our love
Darling I’m so proud of our love
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Steve Robinson Hendersonville, North Carolina
Strangled folk and mangled pop from a transplanted Englishman lost in America.
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