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It seems to be a lifetime
Since we lost our way
Making holes in the water
When we should have been making hay
We were tied in knots and we’d lost the plot
Had nothing left inside
Then a wind sprang from the ether
And took us with the tide
We were “playing the band”
With the moonlight in our eyes
Never took a thing
But we were high, high, high
And no-one even noticed
If the sun rose in the sky
At the Festival at the End of the World
At the Festival at the End of the World
Then the music swirled like a sail unfurled
And carried us far from shore
And its eddies took us places
Where we’d never been before
We didn’t know who was playing what
Didn’t even know who was who
We were right on time, we remembered each line
And our strings knew what to do
We were” playing the band”
With the moonlight in our eyes
Never took a thing
But we were high, high, high
And no-one even noticed
If the sun rose in the sky
At the Festival at the End of the World
At the Festival at the End of the World
Our minds were in a different place
Our bodies didn’t seem to care
Never saw an audience
But everyone was there
And we feel the bass, and we see your face
In the corners of our eyes
Time is flowing sideways
And nothing really dies
Time is flowing sideways
And nothing really dies
It’s the Festival At The End of the World
We were “playing the band”
With the moonlight in our eyes
Never took a thing
But we were high, high, high
And no-one even noticed
If the sun rose in the sky
At the Festival at the End of the World
At the Festival at the End of the World
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Tear The Ensign Down
04:05
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You’ve got a tribal mind, and you come out at night
Livin’ in the past, and spoiling for a fight
Don’t give a prayer for anybody who’s alive
Don’t even care if the species survives
Guess there ain’t no use in pretence
You got money but you ain’t got no sense
And how’ve you got the nerve to wave that rag around?
Tear the ensign down!
You’ve got a greedy face my friend
Never learned nothin’ but you know how to spend
Had a lot of talent, pissed it down the drain
Struttin’ like a hooker in a penny arcade
Guess there ain’t no use in pretence
You got money but you ain’t got no sense
And how’ve you got the nerve to wave that rag around?
Tear the ensign down!
So hide in your mansion, hide in your cell
Tower block or gatehouse on the road to Hell
Measure your success in razor wire
Drink yourself stupid while the city’s on fire
Guess there ain’t no use in pretence
You got money but you ain’t got no sense
And how’ve you got the nerve to wave that rag around?
Tear the ensign down!
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The Wild West Show
03:25
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There’s a new dawn breaking in the east
There’s a freight train rolling from the coast
Mississippi down to the Rio Grande
Every little town in the golden land
Flags are flying way down low
And we’re off to see the Wild West Show
We’re off to see the Wild West Show
When there’s a change in the weather
We’ll all go down together
And we’re off to see the Wild West Show
There’s a huckster shouting from his stand
There’s a preacher raving at the crowd
Holding out his hands to the eastern sky
Sucking on the well till the well runs dry
Time is short but he don’t know
And we’re off to see the Wild West Show
We’re off to see the Wild West Show
When there’s a change in the weather
We’ll all go down together
And we’re off to see the Wild West Show
See the wild beast straining at the bars
With a rage nobody can control
Many had to die so that he could thrive
Enemies are keeping him alive
And he can’t distinguish friend from foe
So we’re off to see the Wild West Show
We’re off to see the Wild West Show
When there’s a change in the weather
We’ll all go down together
We’re off to see the Wild West Show
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Dead Man`s Handle
05:23
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There’s a line but I think we’ve crossed it
Now we’re right up against the wire
There’s a way but I think we’ve lost it
One false turn, and it’s ice or fire
I can’t shut out the world no more
I know that the worm is turning
I hear their voices outside my door
Saying let me in ‘cause the ground is burning
We pour the wine, we light the candles
We ride the train to another land
But there’s a sign and there’s a dead man’s handle
Waiting for a dead man’s hand
You go through hell to be so holy
You work like the devil to be so dumb
You sound like a sage but your thoughts are lazy
You strut like a peacock, but you’re under their thumb
And when the captain is just a rich man’s whore
And all his cannons are rolling round on deck
And his praise, well it ain’t worth fighting for
Is it any wonder that the ship gets wrecked?
You’re on your own, and now you’re stranded
No response to your command
Just a sign and a dead man’s handle
Waiting for a dead man’s hand
And O my daughter will you be there
When they fight for water, food and air?
And O my son will you still come
When we’re at rock bottom and the race is run?
So take these sins and wash them away
Let these errors be your guide
When the night comes in, never let them say
We had the knowledge but we locked it inside
And when the time has gone for anger
And making lines, making lines, in the sand, in the san
There’s a sign and there’s a dead man’s handle
Waiting for a dead man’s hand
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You Get The Job Done
04:32
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If they asked you
You’d pull down the stars
And snuff them one by one
You get the job done
You get the job done
You’d swing your hammer
Till the end of the world
Cos that’s the team you’re on
You get the job done
You get the job done
You say I’d stand with the angels
But they don’t represent me
I’m thinking right but I’m doing wrong
It’s just the way it’s got to be
Tell me what you want
You’ll get it on a plate
I’m just a hired gun
I get the job done
I get the job done
Here in the compound you’ve been happy for a while
Did you think it came from a wink and a smile?
And by just being friendly to everyone?
I get the job done.
There’s an ugly mob chanting outside the city gate
They’re hoping for a death worse than fate
No pity in their hearts - so they will find none
No, they will find none
So drink to the bad girls wherever they may be
And drink to the bad men who’re keeping you free
We’ll never get a medal, or thanks from anyone,
But we get the job done
I’d like to vote for the angels
But they don’t represent me
I’m thinking right but I’m doing wrong
It’s just the way it’s got to be
Tell me what you want
You’ll get it on a plate
I’m just a hired gun
I get the job done
I get the job done
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Space In Your Heart
03:59
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Take it slowly
Move on easy
When you’re taking your place
Time to own up
You’re a grown up
You’ve got lines on your face
Find a little bit
Find a little bit
Find a little bit of space in your heart
Give it all away
Shake it all away
Give away a little place in your heart
There’s no hurry
This is your time
You can make it alone
Take this feeling
There’s a meaning
You can make it your own
Find a little bit
Find a little bit
Find a little bit of peace in your mind
Give it all away
Shake it all away
Give away a little piece of your mind
Give it all away
Make it all the way
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Teen Paranormal Romance
04:28
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8. |
The Distance Between Us
04:06
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The Dominion Of Light
04:21
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When the train leaves the rails
And reality fails
And nothing around you is right
When there’s barely a change
Yet everything’s strange
You’re in the Dominion of Light
When you walk through the park
Alone in the dark
Though the sky up above you is bright
When the lamp light is glowing
You know that you’re going
Into the Dominion of Light
Then the wind whips the fallen leaves through the air
All of a sudden you’re aware that she’s there
With the last evening rays making ghosts in her hair…..
Then the wind whips the fallen leaves through the air
All of a sudden you’re aware that she’s there
With the last evening rays making ghosts in her hair
You drown in her powder blue eyes
And she says I know who you are
This is your world and it’s of your own making
This is a world where there’ll be no more faking
This is a world where you know you’re forsaken
This is the world where one day you’ll awaken
In the Dominion of Light
This is your world and it’s of your own making
Here in this world there can be no more faking
This is a world where you know you’re forsaken
This is the world where one day you’ll awaken
In the Dominion of Light
In the Dominion of Light
In the Dominion of Light
When the train leaves the rails
And reality fails
And nothing around you is right
When there’s barely a change
Yet everything’s strange
You’re in the Dominion of Light
In the Dominion of Light
In the Dominion of Light
In the Dominion of . . .
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I’m in love with a girl on my computer
We’ll never meet, but it’s safe to say
That so long as I pay my subscription
She’ll be mine night and day
She doesn’t have a lot of conversation
But it’s not what you hear, it’s what you see
And I’m in love with a girl on my computer
‘Cause when she speaks, she speaks to me
And she says oh baby, listen to me baby
No one else would ever do
Nobody can touch my keys like you
And she says oh baby, you can see me baby
If you log on in the morning too
‘Cause nobody turns me on like you
I’m in love with a girl on my computer
I don’t think she uses her real name
But why should I judge her occupation?
And why should I feel ashamed?
‘Cause what she does is for my own observation
And she’s only just a fingertip away
And as long as that red light’s shining
She’ll be mine night and day
And she says oh baby, listen to me baby
No one else would ever do
Nobody can touch my keys like you
And she says oh baby, you can see me baby
If you log on in the morning too
‘Cause nobody turns me on like you
And I’m losing touch with all my friends and family
With pizza boxes littering the ground
But I’m in love with a girl on my computer
And I’m hoping word won’t get around
Girl on my computer, girl on my computer
Nobody can tear me away from you
Girl on my computer, girl on my computer
Nobody turns me on like you
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Tony, Caro and John London, UK
The band, a slightly bizarre combination of ex-folkies (Tony, Julie, Caro), electronics aficionados (John, Rod) and R & B types (Simon, Jonny), one that has persisted through numerous spin-off bands, the loss of several drummers, onstage electrocutions, and long expatriations to Norway, Holland, Spain and the USA. ... more
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