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| 11:43 | 
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One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us It's a subject we rarely mention But when we do we have this little invention By pretending they're a different world from me I show my responsibility One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us The third world breathes our air tomorrow We live on the time we borrow In our world there's no time for sorrow In their world there is no tomorrow One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us Lines are drawn upon the world Before we get our flags unfurled Whichever one we pick It's just a self deluding trick One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us I don't want to bring a sour note Remember this before you vote We can all sink or we all float 'Cause we're all in the same big boat One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us It may seem a million miles away But it gets a little closer everyday It may seem a million miles away But it gets a little closer everyday
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| 2. |
| 4:53 |
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There's a moon over
Bourbon Street tonight I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight I've no choice but to follow that call The bright lights the people and the moon and all I pray everyday to be strong For I know what I do must be wrong Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While there's a moon over Bourbon Street It was many years ago that I became what I am I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb Now I can never show my face at noon And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While there's a moon over Bourbon Street She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans She's innocent and young from a family of means I have stood many times outside her window at night To struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light How could I be this way when I pray to God above I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While there's a moon over Bourbon Street |
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| 3. |
| 4:04 |
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Now that I have found you
In the coolth of your evening smile The shade of your parasol And your love flows through me Though I drink at your pool I burn for you I burn for You and I are lovers When night time folds around our bed In peace we sleep entwined And your love flows through me Though an ocean soothes my head I burn for you I burn for Stars will fall from dark skies As ancient rocks are turning Quiet fills the room And your love flows through me Though I lie here so still I burn for you, I burn for you I burn |
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| 4. |
| 6:55 |
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Every day that goes by
A new hungry baby starts to cry Born astride a painful grave Drowned in hunger's tidal wave Pick a child that you can save It'd be the only one If Africa escapes starvation Not only food but education The desert grows with every minute Trapping everybody in it All the children look the same They wonder why they came But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by Every day that goes by A brand new missile points towards the sky We're survivors of a game of chance Beneath an arms race avalanche If you survive this winter's cold You'd be the only one If we escape annihilation Not only hope but education The world is ruled by Bellophiles Adding to their weapon piles Imagine what your taxes buy We hardly ever try But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye That this too solid flesh Would melt and resolve into a dew Suffocating lassitude Drowning in my platitude Trapped by insecurities I'm not the only one If I survive this dislocation Have to use my education Chief of inactivity Wasted creativity Distances our revolution Silence is consent But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by |
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| 5. |
| 6:59 |
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Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen
Marching through countries they'd never seen Virgins with rifles, a game of charades All for a children's crusade Pawns in the game are not victims of chance Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of these young lives betrayed The children of England would never be slaves They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves The flower of England face down in the mud And stained in the blood of a whole generation Corpulent generals safe behind lines History's lessons drowned in red wine Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a children's crusade The children of England would never be slaves They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves The flower of England face down in the mud And stained in the blood of a whole generation Midnight in Soho nineteen eighty four Fixing in doorways, opium slaves Poppies for young men, such bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a children's crusade |
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| 6. |
| 6:09 |
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The sun sets across the ocean
I'm a thousand mile from anywhere And my pocketbook in my heart Both just got stolen And the sun act like she don't even care The wind blows cold when you reach the top Feels like somebody's face is stuck to the bottom of my shoe Got a plastic jesus, a cordless telephone for every corner of my room Got everybody but you tellin' me what to do Well I've been down so long It can't be that much longer still And I've been down for so long That the end must be drawing near I looked to everybody but me To answer my prayers Until I found an angel in the bathroom Who said she didn't see anybody who was saving anywhere And the blind man said, "Simple... like flipping a coin - Don't matter what side it lands on So long as it's somebody else's dime" Cause if you're the top of the bottom It all feels the same We live out of fear if we're too rich or we're too poor Guess all I can do is muster up some change And a little bit of faith And take some dignity when I walk through this door Gonna take a trip Catch a train Got a ticket in my hand And then a fat man takes my money And like cattle we all stand I'm just a faceless body lost in this vast and worthless sea In a thousand people I do not know But really they are no different from me They all have passion They all have fear They all have intense confusion And no sweet moments that are clear They all have aspirations High hopes and dreams And are really that alone like me We've been down so long It can't be that much longer still We've been down so long That the end must be... The end must be...-a |
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| Disc 2 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 11:13 |
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One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us It's a subject we rarely mention But when we do we have this little invention By pretending they're a different world from me I show my responsibility One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us The third world breathes our air tomorrow We live on the time we borrow In our world there's no time for sorrow In their world there is no tomorrow One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us Lines are drawn upon the world Before we get our flags unfurled Whichever one we pick It's just a self deluding trick One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us I don't want to bring a sour note Remember this before you vote We can all sink or we all float 'Cause we're all in the same big boat One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us One world is enough for all of us It may seem a million miles away But it gets a little closer everyday It may seem a million miles away But it gets a little closer everyday
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| 2. |
| 4:19 |
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There's a moon over
Bourbon Street tonight I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight I've no choice but to follow that call The bright lights the people and the moon and all I pray everyday to be strong For I know what I do must be wrong Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While there's a moon over Bourbon Street It was many years ago that I became what I am I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb Now I can never show my face at noon And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast I've the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While there's a moon over Bourbon Street She walks everyday through the streets of New Orleans She's innocent and young from a family of means I have stood many times outside her window at night To struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light How could I be this way when I pray to God above I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet While there's a moon over Bourbon Street |
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| 3. |
| 5:38 |
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Now that I have found you
In the coolth of your evening smile The shade of your parasol And your love flows through me Though I drink at your pool I burn for you I burn for You and I are lovers When night time folds around our bed In peace we sleep entwined And your love flows through me Though an ocean soothes my head I burn for you I burn for Stars will fall from dark skies As ancient rocks are turning Quiet fills the room And your love flows through me Though I lie here so still I burn for you, I burn for you I burn |
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| 4. |
| 4:42 |
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Every day that goes by
A new hungry baby starts to cry Born astride a painful grave Drowned in hunger's tidal wave Pick a child that you can save It'd be the only one If Africa escapes starvation Not only food but education The desert grows with every minute Trapping everybody in it All the children look the same They wonder why they came But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by Every day that goes by A brand new missile points towards the sky We're survivors of a game of chance Beneath an arms race avalanche If you survive this winter's cold You'd be the only one If we escape annihilation Not only hope but education The world is ruled by Bellophiles Adding to their weapon piles Imagine what your taxes buy We hardly ever try But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by, bye,bye That this too solid flesh Would melt and resolve into a dew Suffocating lassitude Drowning in my platitude Trapped by insecurities I'm not the only one If I survive this dislocation Have to use my education Chief of inactivity Wasted creativity Distances our revolution Silence is consent But it's hard to tell the poison from the cure It's harder still to know the reason why, why, why The only thing I really know for sure Is that another day, another day's gone by |
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| 5. |
| 5:23 |
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Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen
Marching through countries they'd never seen Virgins with rifles, a game of charades All for a children's crusade Pawns in the game are not victims of chance Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of these young lives betrayed The children of England would never be slaves They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves The flower of England face down in the mud And stained in the blood of a whole generation Corpulent generals safe behind lines History's lessons drowned in red wine Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a children's crusade The children of England would never be slaves They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves The flower of England face down in the mud And stained in the blood of a whole generation Midnight in Soho nineteen eighty four Fixing in doorways, opium slaves Poppies for young men, such bitter trade All of those young lives betrayed All for a children's crusade |
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| 6. |
| 4:55 |
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The sun sets across the ocean
I'm a thousand mile from anywhere And my pocketbook in my heart Both just got stolen And the sun act like she don't even care The wind blows cold when you reach the top Feels like somebody's face is stuck to the bottom of my shoe Got a plastic jesus, a cordless telephone for every corner of my room Got everybody but you tellin' me what to do Well I've been down so long It can't be that much longer still And I've been down for so long That the end must be drawing near I looked to everybody but me To answer my prayers Until I found an angel in the bathroom Who said she didn't see anybody who was saving anywhere And the blind man said, "Simple... like flipping a coin - Don't matter what side it lands on So long as it's somebody else's dime" Cause if you're the top of the bottom It all feels the same We live out of fear if we're too rich or we're too poor Guess all I can do is muster up some change And a little bit of faith And take some dignity when I walk through this door Gonna take a trip Catch a train Got a ticket in my hand And then a fat man takes my money And like cattle we all stand I'm just a faceless body lost in this vast and worthless sea In a thousand people I do not know But really they are no different from me They all have passion They all have fear They all have intense confusion And no sweet moments that are clear They all have aspirations High hopes and dreams And are really that alone like me We've been down so long It can't be that much longer still We've been down so long That the end must be... The end must be...-a |
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| 6:25 |
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My sisters and I
Have this wish before we die And it may sound strange As if our minds are deranged Please don't ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky We have this strange obsession You have the means in your possession We want our tea in the Sahara with you We want our tea in the Sahara with you The young man agreed He would satisfy their need So they danced for his pleasure With a joy you could not measure They would wait for him here The same place every year Beneath the sheltering sky Across the desert he would fly Tea in the Sahara with you Tea in the Sahara with you The sky turned to black Would he ever come back? They would climb a high dune They would pray to the moon But he'd never return So the sisters would burn As their eyes searched the land With their cups full of sand Tea in the Sahara with you Tea in the Sahara with you Tea in the Sahara with you Tea in the Sahara with you |
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