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One Kiss, Then Home
03:18
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2. |
Hope is Existence
03:19
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And hope is an existence they say
But I don’t know, ‘cos I can’t feel at all
There’s nothing they can do or say
And there’s nowhere we can crawl
And all the friends you thought you’d made here
Were never really in this life at all
Nothing you can do will save them
There’s no-one we can call
Down, down, down
And every time I think of us I
Try to think of times when we were real
There’s nothing quite like fantasising
Or fantasising still
When hope is an existence I’ll be
Waiting for your friends to lift me clear
Nothing left to contemplate
Just close your eyes until…
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Maitre D-Day
03:44
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She stands at the gate
And tells me I’m late
There’s no point in fighting my way
I tell her it’s cold
She pulls off my coat
Then drags me away to her lair
Now I’ve lost all control
Don’t talk with your mouth full my friend
She will tear you apart
She’s lying in wait, ready to charge
She tells me ‘not now’
Allows me an hour
Then tells me that I have to leave
She’s sending me home
I’ve forgotten to phone
She won’t waste her time on someone
who can’t fall to her knees
Don’t dish out the orders my friend
She will eat you alive
She’s lying in wait, ready to fire
And I’d like to see her again
I know where she lives
Don’t draw her attention my friend
She will tear you apart
Still lying wait, ready to charge
Don’t dish out the orders my friend
She will eat you alive
She’s lying in wait, ready to fire
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Drowned
03:57
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It’s clear you’ve been around
In skies and underground
Now rise
But everywhere you’ve been
You’ve made it back again
Survived
The journey that you take
Giving blessings on the way round
But stay with me today
And drown
The centuries you’ve spent
whilst these sinners came and went
their way
And though you played a part
You’re pure within your heart
They say
I won’t forget today
Giving blessings on the way round
So, stay with me and play
Then drown
Some things won’t wash, some things they stain
Why wash all your cares away when the water will always remain?
Now how to swallow this?
How to clean the mess?
Again
But I won’t hold my breath
for whatever is left
Now sing
The journey that you take
Giving blessing on the way round
But stay with me today
Stay with me today
Stay with me today
And drown
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5. |
Raise a Glass
03:43
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Raise a glass to all your absent friends
Then wash it down and fill it up again
Raise a glass to people who’ve released the stuff you’re swimming through
Now raise it up before they raise their game
Raise a glass for trying far too hard
to drown out all the people you have scarred
Raise a glass to everything that ties you down or pulls your strings
And raise it up before they raise their guard
Can’t lift me up, can’t lift me, lift me up
Raise a glass before it is too late
to see the signs of your impending fate
Raise a glass to what you have, but more for what you’re holding off
So raise a glass before they raise the gate
So raise a glass to all that you have done
Then slam it down and pour another one
Raise a glass to people who have brought this goddamn crux on you
And raise it up before you lower the tone. Lower the tone
Can’t lift me up, can’t lift me, lift me, up
I’ll ride my luck, I’ll ride my, ride my luck
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The lowest form of wit
We’d better deal with it, 'cos it’s here
Someone’s going to make a fool of you
‘Cos everyone’s the butt of the joke, it’s true
Another killer line
But we’ll all laugh in time, so they say
Someone will exploit a fault in all
Everyone’s the butt of the joke, now fall
Smile, pick yourself up from the floor
Someone’s going to snatch your chair away
Cos’ everyone’s the butt of the joke today
Smile, pick yourself up from the floor
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7. |
Losing My Elan
02:20
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SOMEWHERE I'VE GOT A PHOTO
IT SHOWS HOW IMPORTANT I AM
BUT THESE DAYS THE FUN'S LEFT THE FARM
NO STYLE LEFT - IT'S ALL CANNED
SOMEONE SPIT AND LEFT A SMEARY SMUDGE
IT'S CAMOUFLAGING MY ELAN
BUT HERE'S A CLIPPING FROM A MAGAZINE
A GOSSIP RAG TO WIPE YOUR WINDOWS CLEAN
THAT'S ME IN THE MIDDLE - SURROUNDED BY GREATS
MEN OF LETTERS, HEADS OF STATE
I PERMEATED THE UPPER CRUSTS
LIKE WATER POURED OUT ON THE SAND
UNTIL SOME ASSHOLE CAME DOWN THE ROAD
AND CRUSHED THE DOMAIN OF MY ELAN
YOU CAN SLAG MY CLOTHES
RIDICULE MY STYLE
PLUNDER THE DOMAIN OF MY TASTE
BUT SOMEHOW, SOMEWHERE, I CAN KEEP
THE MEMORY OF MY ELAN
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When every stone has been unturned
When every faith’s finally discounted
When everyone sticks to their word
When every fact just gets recounted
When thoughts no longer make us pause
When all we share is sitting, waiting
When we have tested every law
When contempt favours contemplating
Today’s the day they knew would come
A day away, but rolling on and on
When all we have is handed down
When we’re no longer looking forward
When there’s no space left underground
When sexual tension’s just as awkward
When something fails but we know why
When cures are not something we purchase
When honours honour those who tried
When people save themselves up for this
Today’s the day they knew would come
A day away, but rolling on and on
When every perpetrator’s caught
When every trial has reached its verdict
When all the battles have been fought
When every whisper’s as you heard it
When all we say is gospel truth
When every seed is now flower
When we’ve found our eternal youth
There’s nothing left to be discovered
Today’s the day
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Numbers
03:19
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Time, passes us by. When memories fade
some try to deny they were ever in the place
But numbers always stick. And if six is a myth
tell me who’s gonna pick a number we can live with?
When fiction’s fact are you happy that
We’ll find you counting?
So count me out, ‘cos I have seen you now
Seen how you’re lying . So face your numbers now.
Time, it heals every wound for those that are perverse
who mask their abuse, who fight war with wars of words
But numbers always win. And if six doesn’t sting
tell me who trades in sin? And who sounds absurd?
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10. |
As Below
03:32
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11. |
What's Certain
04:01
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One day I know I’ll see this through
That day I hope you see it too
What’s certain is that I’ll be home alone
And you’ll be long gone
One day you’ll wish that I was there
In some ways, I wish I didn’t care
What’s certain, you’ll pull this all apart
And right from the start
All of the pain we look forward to
All the remains I will keep for you
So now is the time, let’s plan for the ride
Truth is, it’s coming to your town
The rule is, it’s not when you’re around
What’s certain are opportunities
Ones you can’t reach
Knowing just what is coming next
I won’t say for fear of the effect
What’s certain, you’ll take it to the grave
Or bury it away
All of the pain we look forward to
All the remains I will keep for you
So now is the time, let’s plan for the ride
All of the pain we look forward to
All the remains I will keep for you
So now is the time, let’s plan for the ride
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The rain is black and cold
But my hearts flames and burns
Blacker than my soul
Guess I never learn
Sometimes you gotta lose
The crazy games you play
Shake hands with the devil
And slowly walk away
Silver and gold
Can lead a man astray
But love can take his soul
Leave him praying for the day
Sometimes you gotta sacrifice
Lose it all in vain
Shake hands with the devil
And slowly walk away
The world still goes on
Although my heart is done
Been that way forever
Like the rising of the sun
Sometimes you gotta smile
At the crazy games we play
Shake hands with the devil and slowly walk away
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13. |
Idi's Admin
04:20
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You know advising him is pointless
So what are we supposed to do?
Just don’t look up from your desk
is my only advice to you
Now look down and type his speeches
‘Cos the world is looking on
Attach all of those trademark features
but then laugh them off alone
Don’t go to his for lunch nor supper
Don’t give in to that nagging itch
Just don’t help yourself to cola
Just don’t open up the fridge
So much harder than is thought of
I still need to clear my head
How am I supposed to do my job
if I don’t even know you’re dead?
I’m still stuck with Idi’s Admin
But then no two days are the same
One day I polish all these medals
Next, I throw them all away
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The colour of your eyes
A C#m
Kind of appeals, it's something I feel
A9 C#m
I don't really know why
I'm drawn to your face at all in the first place
Your hair isn't quite right
Your blonde in your head, but all I see’s red
But these are things I can't decide
'Cos you could never want these superficial traits of mine
G Bm A
And don’t let me come close
See, my emperor’s new clothes
They don’t change what I am
The weaker man
The tone of your soft skin
makes me sit up, reconsider my luck
These times that we live in
They say it's a fact that opposites attract
The warmth of your smile
It could be so sweet with much straighter teeth
But these are things I can't decide
'Cos you could never want these superficial traits of mine
And don’t let me come close
See, my emperor’s new clothes
They don’t change what I am
The weaker man
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