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| 1. |
| 4:41 | 
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You put your cleanest dirty shirt on
Then you stagger down to meet the dawn You take a ride upon a bus, it's just a fuss You know it keeps you born You get to know a morning face You get to join the human race You get to know the world Has passed you by |
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| 2. |
| 3:41 |
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Do something for me, boys
If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Village and city girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Quiet or witty girls by the quayside Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls Watching and waiting by the sea I think about your pale arms waving When I see the caps upon the green And the rocking roller-coaster ocean Think about you every night when I'm fathoms asleep And in my dreams We are rocking in a similar motion I think about the salt sea rolling Down in pearly tears upon your cheeks Just like the day the harbour pulled away I think about your warm white sheets unfolding The more I have to drink The more that I can think to say |
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| 3. |
| 4:20 |
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Here he come again
Dress in all that skin Like he was still human being Look at he long ears And he big brown eyes And with them truth he is seeing Isn't it a shame you kicked that girl Isn't it a shame she kicked you back, jackass She really shake you donkey up She really make you donkey up She really shake you donkey up, quite a packet How she carry you Over thick and thin ice You still dug you spurs in Now you forced to walk Laden down with shame It's not just you back that's hurting Now children saddle him for riding Pick a fight with love and she will Tan your hide in She really shake you donkey up She really shake you donkey up Shake you donkey |
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| 4. |
| 3:51 | 
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| 5. |
| 5:38 |
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Ah well, that's this world over
Ah well, next one begins Will you smile like any mother As you bathe your brand new twins? Will you sing about the missiles As you dry odd numbered limbs? Ah well, that's this world over Ah well, next one begins Ah well, |
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| 6. |
| 3:54 |
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Smalltown, snoring under blankets
Woken by the clank It's just the milkman's dawn round Smalltown, hiding undercovers The lodgers and the lovers Are asleep 'round Smalltown Shiney grey black snake of bikes He slithers Bearing up the men and boys To work We're standing in poplar lines Making alarm clocks that'll wake our wives up Don't ask us, we haven't the time We're racing the hooter that'll signal life's up Smalltown, crouching in the valley Woken by the sally army Sunday marchround Smalltown, coughing in the toilet Who on earth would spoil it Would they pull down Smalltown? If it's all the same to you Mrs Progress Think I'll drink my Oxo up And get away It's not that you're repulsive to see In your brand new catalogue nylon nightie You're too fast for little old me Next you'll be telling me it's 1990 I have lived here for a thousand years or maybe more And I've sheltered all the children who have fought the wars And as payment they make love in me In squeaky beds In bicycle sheds Inside of their heads As singles and weds As Tories and Reds And that's how I'm fed And that's how I'm fed Smalltown, snoring under blankets Woken by the clank It's just the milkman's dawn round Smalltown, hiding undercovers The lodgers and the lovers Are asleep 'round Smalltown Smalltown, crouching in the valley Woken by the sally army Sunday marchround Smalltown, coughing in the toilet Now who on earth would spoil it Will you pull down Smalltown Smalltown Smalltown |
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| 2:50 |
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I bought myself a liarbird
He came with free drinks just to blur The lies falling out like rain On an average English summer's afternoon I bought myself a new notebook Sharpened my guitar and went to look If this biz was just as bongo as the liarbird made out All he would say Is ''I can make you famous'' All he would say All he would say ''Just like a household name'' is All he would say Methinks world is for you Made of what you believe If it's false or if it's true You can read it in your bible Or on the back of this record sleeve I bought myself a liarbird Things got more and more absurd It changed to a cuckoo And expanded filling up with all I gave I bought myself a big mistake He grew too greedy, bough will break And then we will find that liarbirds Are really flightless on their own All he would say Is ''I can make you famous'' All he would say All he would say ''Just like a household name'' is All he would say Methinks world is for you There's no handing it back If it's false or it's true You can read it in your prayer book Or on the side of a cornflake pack I gave away a liarbird A couple less drinks and now I've heard The truth shining out like sun On an average English winter's afternoon |
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| 8. |
| 3:28 |
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Reign of blows
Reign of blows Reign of blows cascading down upon your shoulders Far too many men dressed up as soldiers The lamb is brought to the ground Under the weight of the Crown A crown of thorns and dark deeds The swastika and the hammer and symbol Are sickles that reap only weeds Reign of blows Reign of blows Reign of blows precedes a storm of revolution People have no place in their solution So torture raises its head Decked out in blue, white, and red And iron maidens will slam And by the half light of burning republics Joe Stalin looks just like Uncle Sam Reign of blows Reign of blows Reign of blows has washed away the corpse of Abel Cain is now the king in every Babel I just don't care who you are When death draws up in his car And talks in terrorist tones Remember violence is only a vote for the Black Queen to take back the throne Reign of blows |
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| 3:17 |
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What was I supposed to do?
I turned around with the world and she simply was there My blood ran like ice right through She had your face and your lips And your eyes and your hair You're the wish you are I had You're the wish you are I had You're the wish that I had I wonder if she knows that when I made her up I made her eat an apple And I made her drink a cup or two Wish wish wish wish wish Wish wish wish wish wish for you Who'd believe me if I said I brought an angel to earth by the power of mind Think I'm going off my head She caught the same bus as me and she sat down behind You're the wish you are I had You're the wish you are I had You're the wish that I had Little did I know that on a rainy day All the little wishes I had put away Would bring you Wish wish wish wish wish Wish wish wish wish wish for you Well if wishing is bad bad bad Then send me to hell hell hell But If you take my wish away Then this cold world would burn as well You're the wish you are I had |
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| 10. |
| 3:10 |
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Hot as golden sand in fields
We whiled away the hours I'm thinking of the days we had Enormous super powers Yes I'm sleeping, my mind's on the blink I thought a page, like it's written in ink When I remember distant days I remember many things, but Most of all, I remember the sun Squinting at the sun through eyes Screwed up by a fireball Tarmac on the road is soft Chaff burns in a smokewall Yes, I weeping, a teardrop attack I give emotion at the drop of a hat When I remember days at school I remember many things, but Most of all, I remember the sun Sun that worked on overtime Fuelled our bodies, kindled fire in our minds Burning scars soon disappear Like heat that hangs like water on the road But most of all, I remember the sun |
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| 11. |
| 5:19 |
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Me train running low on soul coal
They push+pull tactics are driving me loco They shouldn't do that no no no They shouldn't do that Me train running low on dream steam They pull me whistle too hard me bound to scream And they shouldn't do that no no no They shouldn't do that Think I'm going south for the winter Think I'm going mad in this hinterland Between young and old I'm a thirty year old puppy doing what I'm told And I'm told there's no more coal For the older engines Me train running low on soul coal Think I'm going south for the winter Think I'm going west and my sprinter's speed Is reduced to a crawl My rails went straight, but straight into the wall It's the wall on which they dash the older engines And all my servants are leaving Imagination gone packing Can't find the wound from where I'm bleeding He's just a nut and he's cracking Hammer goes down Brakes all scream Me and a couple of empty carriages Slide down hill still Next stop bad dreamsville Think I'm going south for the winter Me train running low on soul coal |
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| 12. |
| 2:03 |
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Red brick dream
Windows scream As the rusting North Star shines above And drops it's iron beams Crashing down upon the rooves of Swindon Town I heard the engine's dying breath Castles and kings all starved to death I dropped the coronation cup Sshh, please don't wake them up from Red brick dream Red brick dream Buttons gleam By the light of the furnace pouring Molten memories Splashing down upon the rooves of Swindon Town The men of muscle piston rods Who forged the horses of the gods The made the town a set of chains And sleeping it remains in Red brick dream |
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| 13. |
| 3:02 |
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Mother's in the kitchen steaming up the window panes
Smell of boiling cabbage comes up from an open drain But no amount of scrubbing could ever shift a gravy stain Washaway washaway washerette Washaway washaway every dirty stain you get Streets lay deserted No one feels exerted Sat on their couches With loose change in their pouches They couldn't spend it if they tried In comes Mr Softee Dressed up like and ice cream cone Ringing for his supper Heading for a stately home But a thousand Yorkshire puddings Couldn't make his business boom See how they wander To kill time in droves they squander Money in centres That feed on the mind, oh bother It just gets you down Washaway washaway washerette Business as usual at the uptown launderette Washaway washaway the dirt Wash it Washaway the dirt |
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| 14. |
| 4:33 |
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Blue overall
Overall the rootops blue birds fly apart Blue overall Overall the bones that cage this stupid heart Got blues drawing crosses on my front door Blues a'bringing buckets 'round the back Blues trying to push me from me white fence And tar me a darker bluey black For all this time I really thought you loved me For all this time You only rubber gloved me Blue overall Overall my anvil gives no further sparks Blue overall Overall my fears swim hammer headed sharks Got blues drinking beer out in the kitchen Blue dog is barking to be fed Got blues spilling wine upon me heartrug They're holding a party in my head For all this time I really thought you loved me For all this time You merely went and shoved me I tried to lose myself in labour The more I push the mirth I'm giving birth to a baby's turning Blue overall Feeling blue overall All over I'm turning blue |
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