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I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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The smiles on city windows,
It's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces Are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hard when you're locked out Grins painted on radiators Are only the teeth of laughter The numbers of all the victories Are stenciled on soon after So don't regret the leaves that fall Have a little have it all Take a bit give just as much Nights are hard without the touch/crutch The smiling suburban collars They power the city's cisterns Whenever they pull the trainchain/They gradually start the pistons So keep your hair on if you can When you're living in a van Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hoarse when you're locked out Grins painted on petrol tigers Are only the tanks of porter Statistics of all the campaigns Are written down on water So don't regret the cars that rust Everything must turn to dust Cultivate and dig your croft Nights are hard when you've gone soft Lovers in the dark Murders in the park By the silver moon Blankets from the fear Cars when roads are near Winter's much too soon |
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How will I find you O my love
In the darkness of day I will look in glass forests Where electric fish play How will I see you when I find you In the brightness of light I will see you on the silver train That people call night How will I know you when I see you In the bareness of spring I will know you by starlight Where the road's echoes sing How will I love you when I know you In the greyness of mist I will love you forever Where sadness has kissed Walking by the sea See the names floating by Trying to find each other's Trails in the sky |
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She wrote me out a letter of thanks
I had to doubt Waking in someone's shoes It made me feel so harried Under her clothes she carried Proof that she wasn't married She carved herself a piece of my heart I have to starve Walking in someone's bed Love causes such congestion It gives me indigestion When she brings up the question I walked into a solid brick wall I felt like glue Sticking to someone's shed My front teeth were all broken By those doors you had spoken I wish you'd left them open Now when it's time to look for some peace I think it's fine Practising my last stand Now that the crowd's diminished Our hope of loud is finished I trace your name in spinach |
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Please open your eyes
Try to realise I found out today We're going wrong Please open your mind See what you can find I found out today We're going wrong |
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You say you don't want me
Well I don't want you to go You say you don't need me You shut my hair in the door You say you won't have me You're leaving my wound all sore Chorus: Breakfast is goodnight Yesterdays are old meals now Times ripe for clearout You say you can't eat it Well I don't have any food You say you can't face it Well I'm not in any mood You say you don't need it You're leaving my head all chewed (Chorus) You say you can't stand it well why don't you let it sit You say you can't dig it yet you'll never let me quit you say you can't use it you won't find a better fit (Chorus) |
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Running, jumping, pushing its way
Mornings nighttime blends into day Can't find curtains to shut it away We were alone in the hills of the night Now the neon dawn lets in the light And the milkman that nobody knows Leaves bottles of tears At the house full of laughter Nobody ever hears O the grass is burned black By the ships coming back from the stars, golden stars Seas turned to steam When we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey Falling, stumbling, feeling its way Mornings nighttime moves into day Can't find warmth to keep it away Used to be alone on the waves of cloud Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd And the angel who sits in her car Full of desire But the hoses who came from the town Put out her fire O the seas have run dry And the sun's one good eye is too blind to see Sky has gone bad From the good times we had burning bright, such good times When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey |
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Keep it down
If it's still hangin' around Kept away Well it's lost inside a day On the journey through the street To the corner you have to meet Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around In the dawn When the last drop it has gone Summer leaves From the hill where my love grieves In the sun where you met her In the shade where you left her Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around You've got to keep it down And never let it go to the top 'Cause you know that if it does The roundabout is nevver gonna stop, never gonna stop In the night There's a space replaces your face That you lent I don't know just how it went Though the trains have passed it by It still sits up in your sky Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around Yeah... Keep it down... keep it down... keep it down... |
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Pieces of mind
See how they ran Prizes of sun Still to be won When the life is made of straw Can you tell me what it's for Waves that pound against the door Leave me at the place of/throw it away/throw it away Leave it today/ Keep me dancing stop me grasping Clouds that turn to dust on touching Times I'm so far from/What I want So much the same Living in games Pieces of cake Until they break apart They say the plane that comes to pass never rhymes Now it burns on grass too steep to climb Best of friends Until the flowers end Mines have taken their place Darkness in their face Now the golden coach is here Can you cure me of the fear Should I move into the clear Find a time in which I/throw it away/get out today Keep me singing stop me clutching Rooms that turn to dust on touching Times I'm so far from/What I want Merry-go-round In a town without a sound Wings for hire From the church with no choir The burning ship is sailing It will not leave without me ? /Throw it away/get out today/ Get out today/ ? Keep me singing stop me clutching Rooms that turn to dust on leaving Times I'm so far from/What I want Merry-go-round In a town without a sound Wings for hire From the church with no choir The burning ship is sailing It will not leave without me The stocks of fire unfailing Won't set me free There goes the price of drowning So I must swim to the end Each day the head needs crowning To much to mend... |
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Face next to mine in the mirror
Love for an hour's history Only one, just begun Trying to keep from sleeping Live in the soft memory Inly one, just begun Says in the tune where there's plenty Gold for a life's treasury Only two, what to do Searched in the moon, found the answers Sold to the next mystery Only two, what to do Get back on the track, singing Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing Ties torn, shadows born, stormy Match away, less to say, gone astray, time to pay ? Then there's just empty rooms again Swept streets Clean sun sheets Face next to mine in the darkness Row down the river with me Ships that pass, never last Trying to keep from waking Know how the lives used to be Ships that pass never last Get back on the track, singing Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing Ties torn, shadows born, stormy Match away, less to say, time to pay, gone astray ? Then there's just autumn rooms again Swept streets Clean sun sheets |
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Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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The smiles on city windows,
It's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces Are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hard when you're locked out Grins painted on radiators Are only the teeth of laughter The numbers of all the victories Are stenciled on soon after So don't regret the leaves that fall Have a little have it all Take a bit give just as much Nights are hard without the touch/crutch The smiling suburban collars They power the city's cisterns Whenever they pull the trainchain/They gradually start the pistons So keep your hair on if you can When you're living in a van Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hoarse when you're locked out Grins painted on petrol tigers Are only the tanks of porter Statistics of all the campaigns Are written down on water So don't regret the cars that rust Everything must turn to dust Cultivate and dig your croft Nights are hard when you've gone soft Lovers in the dark Murders in the park By the silver moon Blankets from the fear Cars when roads are near Winter's much too soon |
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You say there’s no more time to borrow
Two and two make twenty-two Drownin’ your head in sorrow, cryin’ every day We can help you with that prison, Passin’ the time with a smile Join the boys with crazy rhythm, now it’s here to stay At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse Space makes roads into your hairline Four and nine make forty-nine Travellin’ on that long lost airline, cryin’ in your tray When your face falls we’ll restore it Makin’ it new with a smile Fillin’ in the holes that tore it, now it’s time to play At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse Why the busy why the lazy Three and three make thirty-three Future flies will make you crazy, you know anyway You can join us where we’re layin’ We’re sittin’ back with a smile Circus band is softly playin’, hope you’ve come to stay At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse If the darkness sends you funny Nine and one make ninety-one Your train’s lost it’s hope in money, cryin’ in your pay We can turn your inside outside You’ll make it if you have to Keep on wavin’ with our hands tied, now it’s all the way At the madhouse/madhouse/jumpin’ at the madhouse |
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Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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Standing there looking like a star
I knew that you were sure to go far Now I know you’ve got no time for me You took my loving and you want to be free Keep on pushin’ on looking for fame Keep on pushin’ on Baby Jane When you walk onto the stage No-one would ever guess your age But when you wake in the morning sun You can’t hide those lines from no-one Keep on pushin’ on looking for fame Keep on pushin’ on Baby Jane Who’ll be there when the fame has passed Which one of your friends will be last I’ll be there right to the end I’ll be your man, your lover, your friend Keep on pushin’ on looking for fame Keep on pushin’ on Baby Jane |
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Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all. Bad luck and trouble is my only friend I've been down ever since I was ten. Born under a bad sign I've been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all. More wine and women is all I crave Big bad women gunna carry me to my grave. Born under a bad sign I've been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all. Bad luck and trouble's been my only friend I've been down ever since I was ten. Born under a bad sign I've been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck If it wasn't for real bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all. Born under a bad sign, Born under a bad sign. |
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Sea of faces
Looking for something warm To take home in the cold dawn In place of love The webs I wove Finding myself lost Inside a song Long lines of years Queueing for calmer seas Rhapsodies and remedies To keep the town From coming down Finding myself lost Inside a song Diving past red lights On bad nights Playing crazy games With my brains Throwing windows from the tops of towers People down below with broken hours... |
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We've seen so many towns
Where the trains don't ever stop Though we hear all night sounds There's no side left to the shop Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That wastes Anything it replaces We've seen so many dreams Floating out into the tide They're never what they seem And there's emptiness inside Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That wastes Anything it replaces Keep hustlin' tomorrow You might just find Something to live for Keep pushin' tomorrow You might just find That elusive something... We've got so many ways To take the world apart And almost no one stays Of they make it from the start Nothing but changes Of face That life rearranges Nothing but strangeness That wastes Anything it replaces Keep hustlin' tomorrow You might just find Something to live for Keep pushin' tomorrow You might just find That elusive something... |
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Out into the fields
I will go flying Lovers of the trains Will watch my tracks Lonely in their boxes Me I'm raising the smile Out over the moon I will go running Lovers of the stars Will watch my trails Lonely in their boxes Me I'm raising the smile |
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I was born one morning
Wearing my old coat I was born to travel So I went and got a boat Tried to cure my feet From taking the wrong street In the Spring when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables One day I got the tie I wore it round my neck Flashed it round at all the girls That I was hoping to wreck Tried to point the shoes on my toes Where the guitar grows In the Summer when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And they burned all my tables My father said, listen, son One day you're gonna gather juice When you soak up flowers Don't let your leg hang loose You stirred up a hornet's nest I hear it buzzing in your vest In the Autumn when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables My life was the table And you have dined off of it The two-ended candle Was the one you lit They hammered down my jail While you held the nail In the Winter when they do the Thing Oh yes they do And you burned all my tables |
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