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Heir of the Dog
02:37
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Wasted
03:00
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Every note you hear me play is wasted
The energy to get this way, it’s waste
‘Cos my heart won’t burn, it gives no light
There’s only one thing left tonight
The sound of wasting all I’ve left on you
Every key that I possess is wasted
I’ll strike them hard, I’ll do my best, but it’s waste
‘Cos my heart won’t burn, it gives no light
There’s only one thing left tonight
The sound of wasting all I’ve left on you
Some days I just can’t stand the heat
Your entropy has me at your feet, wasted
Some days I try to block the noise
All this effort to find it’s my own voice, wasted
‘Cos my heart won’t burn, it gives no light
There’s only one thing left tonight
The sound of wasting all I’ve left on you
The sound of wasting all I’ve left on you
The sound of wasting all I’ve left on you
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Lord, avert her eyes
‘Til I crawl right out of sight
Cos she’s the fair enemy feared most in the fight
And I don’t fear the reaper, just don’t want to meet her
alone ‘cross the sands tonight
Hell, it waits for me
I can’t tell, is that your dress I see?
And no matter where I turn you’re still shaking my tree
Cos I don’t fear the reaper, just don’t want to meet her
alone when it’s just you and me
In love and war, nothing’s fair at all
don’t even get to hold you anymore
Lord, you’re all I need
whether I’m sharpening swords or just pointing East
But how come they’ll defeat us when they’re the ones who bleed?
Cos I don’t fear the reaper, just don’t want to meet her
alone and unarmed, you see
Cos I don’t fear the reaper, just don’t want to meet her
Alone ‘cross the sands tonight
Cos I don’t fear the reaper, just don’t want to meet her
Alone ‘cross the sands tonight
Alone ‘cross the sands tonight
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Rosabelle, Believe
04:00
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Hear the song we used to sing
the words that might change everything
Hold my hand until the end
Close your eyes, then count to ten
Rosabelle, believe me
Rosabelle, believe
Rosabelle, believe me
For every fraud and every fake
might come the day that I awake
Hold my hand until Ford answers you again with
“How can you do this to me?” he says
Rosabelle, believe me, I’ve tried
Rosabelle, believe, you’ve lied
Rosabelle, believe me
Rosabelle, believe
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Man in a Bag
02:41
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Once there was a man
At least that’s what I’m told
Inside of a zipped up bag
wearing nothing but Schroedinger’s clothes
But how’d he get from A to B to EX?
What did he do to fail with such effect?
Once there was this guy
Who lived life on the edge
He never got to say his ‘goodbye’
Chose to lock himself up instead
What’s in his past to lead to such a fall?
What kind of farce to think he’d fool us all?
Man in a bag got carried away
Man in a bag’s not coming out today
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Fingertips
03:50
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My fingers feel cold
Or that’s what I’m told
When you hold my hand
You ask me to touch you
I can’t feel a thing
I’ll message you instead
But all this talk, it’s taking me away from my friends
The ones I love, the ones that I’ve never met
Fingertips, fingerless
So sure to reply
too slow to react
What’s happening to me?
Don’t tell me you’re hot
I can’t jerk back my arm
so I’ll just stamp my feet
And all this talk, it’s taking me away from my friends
The ones I love, the ones that I’ve never met
Fingertips
Gone the days I could sense
every word that I’d sent
Fingertips
But all this talk it’s taking me away from my friends
The ones I love, the ones that I’ve never met
Fingertips
Gone the days I could sense
every word that I’d sent
Fingertips
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When I Was a Girl
03:30
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When I was a girl
I didn't destroy
I thought 'well what is best for the world' and laughed at all the boys
When I was alone
I didn't break your trust
I looked at all the men that I knew totally driven by lust
You should have seen me rise up tall, then take it all
When I was a girl
I tried not to hate
I hoped to beat some sense into you but found I got there too late
When I was with friends
I felt so secure
Didn't see it as some weird little game we just can't play anymore
You should have seen rise up tall, then break you all
And tease enough to push you off
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Yves Klein's Blues
03:23
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Winsome Lose Some
03:14
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Take your mistakes and celebrate
It’s time for you to appropriate what was mine
Winsome lose your head
Winsome lose what’s left
Winsome lose your friends
Take what, what was never yours
And be proud. Watch them all applaud…well, maybe not now
Winsome lose your mind
Winsome lose inside
Winsome lose sometimes
Don’t believe in loyalty
I believe in truth
Maybe just for the short term ‘cos
long term looks better for you
I believe in justice
To hell with small mercies
‘Cos what’s good for you alone is excluding me
Winsome lose the thread
Winsome lose instead
Winsome lose someone said
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Just Rewards
04:08
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A just cause won't satisfy me
But applause is something I can feel deep in a shallow part of me
Yes it's true, I long to please you
I’ll come soon, I've made something for you. A token, that broke along the way
I'll get my just rewards
Just can't decide which one I want
Just maybe it will be this line?
Give it time, give it time
And I should try to help you
I do good, but what good does it do for me when I can't see you smile?
Some give back what was given
I keep track of who is slipping up. Some people, they owe so much to me
I'll get my just rewards
Just can't decide which one I want
Just maybe it will be this line?
I'll get my just rewards
Just can't decide which one I want
Just maybe it will be this line?
Give it time, give it time
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Of California
03:21
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When I sing of love
it’s not quite the same
Why release the dove
when you can sell it again?
When I speak of peace
I spell it with an ’I’
Like what you will receive
if you choose to comply
I might grow my hair long
Live off of the land
Welcome you to my farm
where all the apples go bad
I love to roll in the green
Of California
Of the 10 dollar bills
I’ll made from you today
When I close my eyes
Everything feels still
But when you close your eyes
I just make for the hills
When I strike a deal
I strike it hard then down
Lie, cheat, and steal
just what my mindset allows
I might smoke all day long
Live off of the land
Welcome you to my farm
where all the apples go bad
I love to roll in the green
Of California
Of the 10 dollar bills
I’ll made from you today
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You’re in my heart
You’re such a precious thing
my diamond ring
my flesh, and your blood
And I can’t control
the way I feel
‘Cos this love so unreal
So much that it hurts. But they say…
All I have is yours and that’s including you
All I wanted was wanting all
All those times we fought, they always knew
That what I needed was the truth…and a piece of you
We can’t be apart
I worry so much
that you’ll miss my touch
wherever it lands
You are my sun
Your shiner is brighter than stars
and all the laughs
that we once had. But they say…
All I have is yours and that’s including you
All I wanted was one and all
All those times we fought, the always knew
That what I needed was the truth…and a piece of you
Can’t put a price on love
Now’s time to shake him off
It’s time to take all of you back
It’s time to crackdown on it
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No News
03:10
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I see in the news that we’ve got the blues again
But all I see’s red, I don’t care what they said
It takes 56 pages to tell me I’m wasting my time
Tomorrow will change, won’t remember today
Yet there’s just enough news to fill up the bulletin
And how do they know that there’s always enough going on?
You see, one day it’s bombs the next it’s all Babylon
No news
No news
I read in the stars we still got a lot to prove
The headline was clear, ‘come lend me your ear’
But I just can’t decide what to show, what to hide from you
The text moves so fast, the meaning get’s lost
But there’s just enough news to fill up the bulletin
And how do they know that there’s always enough going on?
See, one day it’s quiet the next it’s all Babylon
No news, no news
No news, no news
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The UK's widely acclaimed 'post-punk electronic balladeers'.
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