1. |
Cancel Life
02:45
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I'm an honest man
and I'm rotting underground
I do what I can
to stop these people
that bring me down
I feel so diseased
This damn bed's
mistreated me
and I'm looking awful
Cancel my account
Cancel life, oh shut your mouth!
I don't need this
I don't need that
I don't need false hopes
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2. |
Little
04:18
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Waiting in the backdrop of a barn dance
I met the strangest thing
Smiling, she began to fraternise
and we talked of how she sings … badly
Later, up before a dirty mirror
where I have stood or fled
I saw straight into her eyes
and in those same eyes I read
Best foot forward, live a little
Love comes to us
Best foot forward, live a little
Love runs through us
Posing, like it's ever so subversive
Some pseudo guru sage
Never said a word unspoken
Shallow as the printed page
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3. |
Demonstration
02:32
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I can be mean
I've been stitched up and punched to the ground
I can be mean
like anaesthetic
bringing you round
It's only a demonstration
what I'm capable of
I can be cruel
like Shakespeare's fool
minus a stage
I can be cruel
like death, accidents,
cancer, your wage
It's only a demonstration
what I'm capable of
I am capable of
telling the truth
God be my witness
Capable of an attitude
I can be cruel
like grit in your eye
and painfully loud
I can be cruel
like anaesthetic
bringing you round
It's only a demonstration
what I'm capable of
I am capable of
telling the truth
God be my witness
Capable of beatitude
God be my witness
I'm telling you no lies
You've seen it
you've heard it
You've run out of time
Step into the light
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4. |
Write On
02:01
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Spending my time
chasing a line
Write on, write on, write on
Never a hit
quite like the first time
Write on, write on
Muse going dry
draining supply
Write on, write on, write on
Visit me soon, send us
your best tune
Write on, write on
Dum-dum booby prize
I was ready for love
but not to be sucked dry
Spending my time
chasing a line
Write on, write on, write on
Visit me soon
send us your best tune
Write on, write on
Dum-dum booby prize
I was ready for love
But not to be sucked dry
Forever the same
Forever in vain
Write on, write on, write on
Forever in vain
Forever the same
Write on, write on
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5. |
Still
05:14
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When I close my eyes
I see the road, it blurs below
And I really can't seem to slow down
Then a sign says clear
"Ballerinas crossing here"
I think to stop but can't slow down
Still the ballerinas come dancing by
Chop chop - hurry through
whilst the going's good
Chop chop - to the other side
Missing by an inch
now I'm laughing, now I flinch
they smile and seem to understand
When I shut my eyes I see
the road runs through my life
and I really don't dare to slow down
You cut me down, still.
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6. |
Crown Jewels
03:07
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7. |
Mountaineer
03:32
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One sees differently
on higher ground
pressures rest assured
One sees everything
on higher ground
certainty restored
The flag of destiny
gathers dirt
While I wait anticipating
The march to dignity
will have to hurt
tearing certain lovers’
hearts apart
Mountaineering alone
pushing against strong winds
Mountaineering alone
over clouds within
I'm a mountaineer
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8. |
Out of Control
02:56
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She stopped to pick me up
in a stolen car
We went driving round
no one knows where
She said she played guitar
Was I going far?
As we sped along
much too fast
She liked the music loud
And I had to shout
to be heard at all
to be sure
A magpie belted out
and she hit the brakes
It was ten to eight
when we swerved
Out of control,
over we roll
Out of control
Out of control
we are reckless
so bold
A beat up ambulance
reached the scene at nine
saw the car on fire
all aglow
A good samaritan
took us overground
We were hand in hand
don't you know? So...
Out of control
over we roll
Out of control
Out of control
we are reckless so bold
over we roll
Out of control
we are reckless so bold
We are out of control
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9. |
In Hallucination
03:00
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Lucy forgot my name
Lucifer got my name again
Once a friend
Now an enemy
And everything to me
I listen to her kiss
I listen to her ACDC
She's afraid, a crazy disco
Wherever I go
In her Lucy nation
I know my love is not love
In hallucination
Lucy forgot to smile
Lucy forgot my name
Lucifer got my name again
She's afraid
She's an only child
She's everything but smiles
I listen to her kiss
She listens to me
ask for covers
She's afraid, my young lover
Wherever I fall
In her Lucy nation
I know my love is not love
In hallucination
Lucifer got my name
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10. |
Present Imperfect
05:00
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This is Entonox
Keep breathing in through this mask
Fading fast
Tell me your name again
This gas, it will take away the worst
Now then, where does it hurt?
To a man in shock
you sound miles away, echoing, fading fast
This moment's a long decay
So dark it could only be for real
Oh Lord, right now I feel
so very bad, feel so very bad
I feel so very bad
I'll spend my life looking back
I feel so very bad
I'll spend my life
looking back over my shoulder
Come now, come now,
wake me up from this dream
I feel so very bad
I'll spend my life looking back
I feel so very bad
I'll spend my life looking back
I should have told her
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