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Shirley was a lady whose teeth were made of gold
She danced before the music and everything it told Huckleberry Grove Where the music plays into tomorrow night Huckleberry Grove Only fools would need to argue or to fight Shirley had eight children and each of them were told You got joy for singing burning in your soul Huckleberry Grove Where the idiots can't ease you of your mind Huckleberry Grove Take a free train, leave your luggage far behind Oh she sings shangri-la Oh she sings shangri-la Shirley was a lady who mostly stayed at home But she went out dancing down Huckleberry Grove Huckleberry Grove Where the music plays into tomorrow night Huckleberry Grove You'll be groovin' on the best days of your life Huckleberry Grove Where the music's guaranteed to blow your mind Huckleberry Grove Leave your luggage, get a free train, get behind Oh she sings shangri-la Oh she sings shangri-la |
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| 2. |
| 3:22 |
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I never saw it as the start its more a change of heart
Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pot blowing off the dust in the room where I forgot I laid my plans in solid rock Stepping through the door like a troubadour whiling just an hour away, looking at the trees on the roadside feeling its a holiday. You and I should ride the coast and wind up in our favourite coats just miles away. Roll a number write another song like Jimmy heard the day he caught the train. He sipped another rum and coke and told a dirty joke Walking like Groucho sucking on a number 10 Rolling on the floor with the cigarette burns walked in I'll miss the crush and I'm home again. Stepping through the door with the night in store whiling just an hour away, step into the sky in the starbright feeling its a brighter day. You and I should ride the tracks and find ourselves just wading through tomorrow and you and I when we're coming down we're only getting back and you know I feel no sorrow. When you find that things are getting wild don't you need days like these |
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| 2:58 |
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What are you gonna do today Mrs Jones
Are you gonna chase the pain away Mrs Jones Or leave it sitting there waiting outside your door Hoping to find the things you hoped would tell you more About the dreams that seem to slip away What are you gonna do today Mrs Jones Are you going to face the bills to pay Mrs Jones Or leave them sitting there waiting outside your door Hoping to find the things you hoped would tell you more About the dreams that seem to slip away It's not as if Mr Jones could help in anyway It's not as if Mr Jones the bills that he could pay (Repeat first verse) |
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| 3:48 |
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For all of her diction; her self medication
She fell down and dented her nose And laughed at the coroners Desperately warning her Watch now the way that it goes And she knows... She's living at the top of the world In need of salvation she spoke to her mother Who died in the service of king What is the meaning of wallflowers receiving a glance It would mean everything And she thinks... She's living at the top of the world Three minutes later she looked in the mirror And cracked half a smile at her toes And she knows, she knows... She's living at the top of the world |
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| 3:02 |
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I feel a love that's so hard to bear
Won't you come kiss me and take this despair Let the morning time dapple its light in your hair Like warm running water in snow But I fear a love of jealousy and pain Lost in the race 'tween the foolish and vain Come the morning time whistle and take you away Where the sun always burns in the Winter Oh... Here in my heart Oh... Here in my heart And I know that all I'm saying is wrong Etched in the night-time and rhymed in a song Come tomorrow I'll lighten up and drink to the ones Who love without asking for loving Don't forsake me, the morning time plays at the children's door If you leave me then what would I tell them you're leaving for (Repeat first verse) |
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| 3:35 |
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Im not one to judge that much
And anyway I just wanna get high on you But thirteen year old girls in hotels on the other side of the world Seems a little much for me Yeah, I wanna stay alive with you... But they look you in the eye And anyway theyll always slip a smile at you But thirteen year old girls in rat-holes on the other side of the world Theyre gonna lie to you Yeah, I wanna stay alive with you... Free-runs in a town where the boys and girls are settling down for the night To make up and make eyes at you Yeah, I wanna stay alive with you |
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| 3:35 |
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When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke
It's inspirational When you're life is a mess light one more cigarette It's so logical Well it's something your mother can't abide But it's something that i freely prescribe Take yourself for a ride It never felt so good As the night that you and i played Robin Hood Stealing from the backrooms of our minds Remembering a time when we were five A time i thought we'd left behind When you're starting to cry I'll come and sit by my side And I will love you so When the nightmares come I will try to be fun, even though; I'm so scared you know Well it's something your mother can't abide But it's something that i freely prescribe Take yourself for a ride It never felt so good As the night that you and i played Robin Hood Stealing from the backrooms of our minds Stealing from a time when we were five A time i thought we'd left behind Stealing from the backrooms of our minds Stealing from a time when we were five A time i thought we'd left behind When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke It's hysterical |
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| 3:11 |
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I went down to Chelsea Walk
Where the sun doesn't shine at all And I went looking for something for me But I came back with nothing at all Except an old man who could not see But he said that he knew God Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Now I've been down to Chelsea Walk Where the sun just refuses to shine And I ran back to my little room And I jumped straight into a bottle of wine You know I'll be alright for just a day But tomorrow I must wake Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Old man I must be on my way Don't you worry I'm just scared for those who pray In Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Oh... Chelsea Walk Chelsea Walk... |
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| 3:05 |
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Saturday afternoon
The sunshine pours like wine Through your window But i know that golden june can turn an empty grey 'gainst your window And i feel like I'm on the outside of a circle And if i walk by the trees I catch the falling leaves If the wind blows But i know that all this means Is whiling on the hours Watching side-shows And i feel like I'm on the outside of a circle Will i turn my coat to the rain I don't know But i'm going somewhere I can warm my bones Fare you well I'll carry me away And sing to those i know Upon their birthdays I won't feel like like i'm on the outside... I won't feel like like i'm on the outside... I won't feel like like i'm on the outside of a circle |
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| 3:06 |
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And the clock struck fifteen hours ago; it is shining
And the man who is wasting on the wall Looks a lot like Jesus And a little bit resembling the man in the mirror in the hall And I rose-trayed sailors And you still shining And I'm till waiting to got And I lied for sailors And I lied for certain And I lied to everyone I know Oh I'd believe in God and I'd believe in loving but I don't speak to anyone who knows And I need four 50's and three yellow lemons And someone to take me home And I'd forgotten the one who was sailing on the water down beside where you don't go And it's strange to tell that the one who is shining is someone I forgot I used to know And the clock struck fifteen hours ago |
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| 3:01 |
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You told so many lies
Your tongue is black with fireflies But you spit them out and pretend you're sneezing And every word is such a joke With so many pasts you'd be ninety years old Don't you wonder why the room keeps on leaving Hey, hey - what's that I heard you say Don't think that I would never need it Hey, hey - what's that I heard you say Don't think that I would ever believe it It's just a thought and nothing more That all your thoughts and moves are taught And memorised each night before your sleeping And every word is such a joke Strung from neon masts flying flags you hope Will win you friends and give your life some meaning (Repeat chorus) You told so many lies Your tongue is stained with alibis You've been around the world and found it pleasing And every word is such a joke With so many pasts you'd be a hundred years old Don't you wonder why the room keeps on leaving (Repeat chorus) |
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| 2:39 |
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Cool cool water where I rest my head
You keep me running to a single bed Yellow moon rising on the riverboat wild You keep me running like a child Yellow moon rising on the riverboat wild You keep me running like a child Bobby don't know He's got a funny way of seeing situations Call him on the phone And ain't it funny but he never seems to come home Bobby don't know He's got a funny way of seeing situations Call him on the phone Ain't it strange that he never seems to go home (Repeat first verse) |
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No-one promised this when I was a kid
When my days were filled with carousels Fairground rides and cockleshells Kicking pebbles on a beach When time couldn't reach me And tears were just a memory left to be learned Now days catch me without an overcoat Five o'clock shoes full of snow All rained out, nowhere to go Memories are sure to find you No matter how fast you run Gonna catch up with you Charlie Brown says Oh this winter sure sure gets me down When there ain't no friends around |
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| 4:22 |
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It's live... make up your own words!
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| 2:38 |
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Your dream make up is cracked and wearing thin
your eyes are on your chin it's getting hard for you But to make up is only make-believe and we don't need a scene like this Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers Your eyes closed and dreamed of places that you and I would go it's getting hard for me To love you, like I used to I don't believe "hello" Do you? Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers Whatever happened to the Beautiful Losers |
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