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| 3:12 | 
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From the mountain tops
Down to the sunny street A different drum is playing a different kind of beat It's like a mystery That never ends I see you crying and I want to kill your friends I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious Met Mo and she's okay Said no one really changed Got different badges but they wear them just the same Down by the ballroom I recognized That flaming fountain in those kindred caring eyes I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious I hope it haunts me 'til I'm hopeless I hope it hits you when you go And sometimes on the edge of sleeping It rises up to let me know It's not so deep, I'm not so slow They're calling all the shots They'll call and say they phoned They'll call us lonely when we're really just alone And like a funny film It's kinda cute They've bought the bullets and there's no one left to shoot I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious I hear your footsteps in the street It won't be long before we meet It's obvious Just count me in and count me out And I'll be waiting for the shout Oblivious |
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| 2. |
| 3:16 |
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I brought you some francs
From my travelling chest You'll spare me the thanks 'Til you know I'm the best So, come Hogmonay When love comes in slurs Resolutions I'll make And you can label them hers We threw our hands up high We nearly touched the sky We clicked our heels and spat and swore we'd never let it die All those boy wonders Sold their medals when they saw this train Now this boy wonders When he'll feel the fall of honest rain I came from high land where the hopefuls have to hesitate Now this boy wonders Why the words were never worth the wait I'm waiting, waiting In pastel paper, pink over grey We wrap, wrap, wrap and chuck, chuck away The poor excuse they peddle as their prose Dry your tears, tie your tongue And you're never sixteen And I'll give you a glimpse Of the hard and the clean And my travelling chest Will be open to you And boy will you learn That you haven't a clue I even asked my best friend But he could not explain It hit me when I left him I felt the rain and called it genius Called it genius All those boy wonders Sold their medals when they saw this train Now this boy wonders When he'll feel the fall of honest rain I came from high land where the hopefuls have to hesitate Now this boy wonders Why the words were never worth the wait |
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| 3. |
| 3:25 |
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Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there.
Chill will wake you, high and dry You'll wonder why. We met in the summer and walked 'til the fall And breathless we talked, it was tongues. Despite what they'll say, it wasn't youth, we'd hit the truth Faces of Strummer that fell from your wall And nothing was left where they hung So sweet and bitter, they're what we found So drink them down and Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chill will wake you, high and dry You'll wonder why. Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chance is buried just below the blinding snow. You burn in the breadline and ribbons and all So walk to winter You won't be late, you'll always wait This generation, the walk to the wall But I'm not angry, get your gear Get out of here and Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chill will wake you, high and dry You'll wonder why. Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chance is buried just below the blinding snow. Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. Chill will wake you, high and dry Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there. You'll find, Snowblind This is life This is life |
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| 4. |
| 2:59 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
Still, so, here we go, nighthawk calls again, Meeting after midnight like we do Flesh bared, never scared, know their kind too well. "grab that gretsch before the truth hits town", You whispered to me as they fell. Chorus: And when I'm safe and sound with nothing left to send, The bugle sounds again. The cards are on the table now and every other cliche Somehow fits me like a glove. You know that I'd be loathe to call it love. For strength will come to tower above The things that I have learned to love And just as I'm about to say 'amen', The bugle sounds again. The vampires made a killing, filled their pockets up with shillings Saying 'someone has to pay' and you were still in hiding Singing 'come and cry beside me' so I ran away. And when I'm safe and sound with nothing left to send, The bugle sounds again. |
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| 5. |
| 5:45 |
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You said you're free, for me that says it all
You're free to push me and I'm free to fall So if we weaken we can call it stress You've got my trust, I've got your home address And now the only chance that we could take Is the chance that someone else won't make it all come true We're making tracks that show our touch and go And now it's touch and come, and you should know But then four years won't mean that much to me When I've been smothered in the sympathy you bleed Just close your eyes again Until these things get better You're never far away But we could send letters While you were gone I reached another town They couldn't help me, but they showed me round And now I've seen what you can't understand I'd try to lead you but I'd crush your hand Because the people in the village know It doesn't matter where you choose to go The end's the same I found some blood I wasn't meant to find I found some feelings that we'd left behind But then some blood won't mean that much to me When I've been smothered in the sympathy you bleed Just close your eyes again Until these things get better You're never far away But we could send letters I found some blood I wasn't meant to find I found some feelings that we'd left behind But then some blood won't mean that much to me When I've been smothered in the sympathy you bleed Just close your eyes again Until these things get better You're never far away But we could send letters |
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| 6. |
| 4:02 |
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Once I was happy in happy extremes
These bitter tokens are worthless to me So you appear and say how I've grown Fill me up with faces I've known. In this light they're far from divine I'll save them up and spend them when I have time. The salted taste of all your tears and woes Sent me in haste my melancholy rose Those tasteless lips were closed You watched me come, you'll see me go. Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me Just like June the curtains are closed The ghost of shame he sits here and sighs I'll love the flames like I've loved the cold I'll learn to love the life of the "could I, could I, could I" So I don't cross my fingers any more You looked for rags and found them at your door How could you ask for more Than everything you've heard before? Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me Once I was happy in happy extremes Packing my bags for the path of the free From pillar to post I am driven it seems These bitter tokens are worthless to me |
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| 7. |
| 3:43 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
Silver shone the rooftops, I heard the words 'you will', And realized that in your eyes, the force of love could kill. So go and get your wages, get what you deserve, When hope held out of it's hands today, you laughed and turned and fled. Chorus: Release, 'cos I wanted the world, and all I could get to Was a gun or a girl. Release, now I've thrown them away I'm here and I'm hungry and I hope I can stay. The loch is overflowing, the sun has shed it's light And all that's left to warm your breast's the wine we stole tonight. Bottle merchants both of us, overdosed on keats, we smashed them all And watched them fall like magic in the streets. Chorus Standing in our new boots, we've lost the urge to hide, We left it with the souvenirs that forced us to decide. How we'd storm the palace, meet me at the gates, There's plenty bread and water here for anyone who waits. Chorus But you can't remember where you squandered your hope A fistful of dollars and a fistful of dope, With your hands in your hair and your hair in your face, You'd better summon your soul because we're leaving this place, With a red, red flag for a souvenir. |
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| 8. |
| 3:42 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
I laughed until it got too dark. Somewhere else her voice will bark. Someone else will be involved. Someone stronger still. Chorus I'm lost here by myself, and lost outside myself But we were not to blame, we're not the same. I get up to get back down, People's voices seem to drown me out When I am in two minds. Who could hide a love so blind? Chorus I cared for you in our one dream, A one way rush to what I'd seen. A desert free from threats, mundane, A tunnel for our love. Jump to albums or tracks---high land hard rainobliviousthe boy wonderswalk out to winterthe bugle sounds againwe could send letterspillar to postreleaselost outside the tunnelback on boarddown t Phaywireorchid girlqueen's tattoos---knifestill on firejust like the u.s.a.head is happy (heart's insane)the back door to heavenall I need is everythingbackwards and forwardsthe birth of the tru E---lovedeep & wide & tallhow men areeverybody is a number onemore than a lawsomewhere in my heartworking in a goldmineone and oneparadisekillermont street---straystraythe crying scenege Ta londonover my headgood morning britainhow it isthe gentle kindnotting hill bluessong for a friend---dreamlandbirdssafe in sorrowblack lucialet your love decidespanish horsesdream sweet dreams S and clockssister annvertigovalium summerthe belle of the ball---frestoniarainy seasonsuncrazyon the avenueimperfectlydebutantebeautiful girlphenomenal worldmethod of lovesunset---the north sta To the onethe north starhere comes t He oceanriver of brightnessstringsbigger brighter betterautumn flowerreason for livingsister shadowhymn to grace---best of aztec camerasomewhere in my heartobliviousgood morning britainworking i Oldminehow men arethe birth of the truepillar to postwalk out to winterall I need is everythingdeep & wide & talljumpkillermont streetthe crying scenespanish horsesreason for livingwe co End letters |
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| 4:54 |
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Heard it said it's a stupid thing, everything that I follow through.
Never got to our god, you see. abandoned with the taste of the new. And everytime that whistle blows I'm stranded in my shoes. Chorus: Get me back on board, pull me up with grace Get me back on board, let me be embraced. 'cos even after all those words I want you for my own. Touch me when the sun comes up and tell me that we're home. We'll take a train to the graves again That we can learn the value of life. Kick the snow with our shoe-heels, shivers give me a smile in the night. Hey, honest to goodness girl, I'd kiss you with the lips of the lord. But to be honest to goodness, I feel I have to wait for the word. And everytime that whistle blows, I'm stranded in my shoes. Chorus 'cos I'm always, always trying to be the archetypal free. The strangest something went to sleep, I buckled at the knees. So here we go, digging through those dustbins, giving things new names. Chorus |
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| 10. |
| 2:22 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
Chorus: I put all the love and beauty In the spirit of the night And I'm holding my ticket tight. Stupidity and suffering Are on that ticket, too And I'm going down the dip with you. I swear I'm touched but then I'm tired Everyone who tries to tie me. 'cause I seem to realize That my cup overflows. And then I tumble down and take your hand And no one even knows. With the broken backs And the pack of macks Sayin' that's the way it goes. Chorus 'cause I been facin' all the red Me, I'm chasin' all the orange. And while the bourgeois breed All you need is greed And that quiet remembrance day. I'm gonna pull that chain 'til the heavens rain And I see them wash away. 'cause I've bound myself to virtue But I'm bound to be amused. If it's less than this You know I can't approve. I've been hangin' with the hollow men Who never got the groove And I'm going down the dip with you. Chorus |
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| 11. |
| 3:58 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
The moment's here Hold it and we'll keep it clear Just like a crush I wonder when I feel your rush Losing nothing but pride I got game enough to go for a ride And I'm riding like a buoy on a wave Yes I'm searching for the one on a wave But I'm cold as I'm wet 'cos I know it's no one I've ever met So I'm leaving all my lessons today Yes I'm throwing all my lessons away 'cos it's one half open It's one half shut Like a life, like a knife But the world wouldn't cut It's like one mouth open One mouth shut A kiss I could miss Like a kick in the gut I just get haywire Haywire Par for the course We've had it till I just got hoarse From night down to day It doesn't change with what I say Ooh confidence why did you desert me then When I could've kicked I snuggled up to think again But I'm still on the make When you give I have to take take take And I'm riding like a buoy on a wave And I'm learning all my lessons today So let that voice be untamed Let it cry and let some names be named We'll be wired with the force of a wave We'll be leaving with the force of a wave It's like "but how can I help it, if they break then they break When my hands are untied they're entitled to shake" It's like I look to leicester's left-it-lad And the sickness was singing and the song it was sad It should be haywire Haywire |
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| 2:35 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
What do you mean by beauty lain I hope you know the consequences 'cos beauty wounds will make us strong With truth we'll test our old defenses And all my friends will make amends They're green and grey and gold and groovy And reconciled they'll shake and smile Smile at me as though they knew me And judge this world through jaundiced eyes They're sold too soon and none too wise Their big blue God is in the sky Orchid girl don't spend your money They asked me what the meek would get Pictured me afraid to answer I told them that when thought's entombed Then love will show it's root in cancer The sweet disorder in your eye Has drawn me here through graves and gardens I'm going in you're going in here are your smokes Your jokes you're getting soaked I'm angry and my Fists are pocketed We'll judge this world through jaundiced eyes We're sold too soon and none too wise The big blue God is in the sky He takes the blame and never cries But orchid girl you'd make my day You'd blow their cloud of crap away If you would just refuse to pay Orchid girl you'd make my day |
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| 2:13 |
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Words and music by roddy frame
Here come a million johnny yens again Hard pushed, hard bitten, that's a show They've got their tickets and they're spying out For somewhere safe where they can go Like a big black train they're coming through Singing hey We do the queen's tattoos Singing hey We do the queen's tattoos Chorus You must have seen our scene We've been on the news Singing hey We do the queen's tattoos That kind of love gets all the biggest kicks From martin fry and mills and boone But it's got no guts It's got no big kicks My love and I will kill it soon You gotta melt your guns They're playing our tune Chorus My love and I will kill it soon You gotta melt your guns They're playing our tune Singing hey Chorus |
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