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Cook-Holmes-Jowitt-Nicholls-Orford
Either talk or listen Don't entertain nobody else Now that the lines are positive Someone save me from myself Unthinkable, unbelievable There's no way out Unconvincing hypocrites Are you putting sense aside? All you sarcastic sycophants You pussyfoot in, santified As he's cornering individuals He contrives a role reversal A universal scam saved in ignorance Surely taking you down I must confess I feel second blessed A voice I can't forget reverberates inside my head: "You're all you'll ever be Your soul is stained, give in to me By these almighty hands The purifying flames are fanned The hours left to us fade so fast The first shall be the last to know" Unthinkable, unbelievable |
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| 2. |
| 3:02 |
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Nicholls-Holmes
The eyes that watch her weeping As she turns to leave Surrender to another tear Uncertain of this new decision we have made Too empty, though, to say for sure And she and I no longer know the reason It's all I can do to bury my fear I wanted so much to always be here Wherever she goes, whatever she does How can I let go? When all that I know, in all that I see I know in my heart reminders will come Both out of words and out of hope Another day exactly like I've come to know So nervously I close my eyes In hoping, when I open them, that she'll be gone For well she knows I can't give in to sorrow I wait for a chance to be letting her know I love her enough to be letting her go I know it's everything we said But I must not trust It's too late, too late to trust And I must not trust It's too late, too late to trust |
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| 3. |
| 4:02 |
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Across the plateau no clouds storm the sky,
Above the riverbed the world's run dry, I beat the air, for those who hear, And through the night my call goes out unheard, I cry for company and get no word, The silent groan, God only knows, I stand alone. The wind devides the empty shells below, Deep in the valley night begins to grow, The memory, the best of me, From out the shadows something takes my hand, To lead me homeward through a foreign land, The silence grown, the palest eyes, I'm the only one. A mother's son, a father's pride, How can I run and where to hide? I close my eyes and hope tonight, My healing flesh will be all right; A baby cries, another ghost, A different side to claim the most, My blood gone black and down to dust, So save my soul or let me die, I'm still alive. I'm on the other side, Shaken down, lovely but cockeyed, No wonder I feel nervous, Lord, they don't deserve us anyway. I want to burn these wings, You can see how it's happening, Still they're telling me to smack the enemy, It's killing time! I should have known before, Only bad's half as good as dead, I can't go any faster, stuck like alabaster, White as I know. We stand in lines of old, staying cold, Swallow all the anger, Releases get away, coming down, Across the fields of amber, To the water, ocean far below. As the mirror to the sun, The colour of the evening, never let go, Hold my stomach, keep it tight, They're pulling out the breathing, let it go; If you ever change your mind, Don't be caught alone, no, it's only me, With all the hopes and fears combined, It's hard to care for living anymore, I wouldn't let you down again. Inspired by hunger, fired by lust, I sold the children's faces, painted gold, Something moving taking hold, Is gathering but never growing old, I did everything I could just to say, Believe me, you're not alone, But with the winter in my bones, Oh what else can I do now? It's only me, I wouldn't let you down again. Break back to back lately, Oh and how they moved when I was younger than this, Get my spirit caught beneath the surface, SDee me play dead today, I love my daydreams, leave my doldrums, Armies of priests All come to practice their party pieces, Pounding like metal from side to side, To shoot, to save, And risk that horizon, No smoke can shield, it stays unhealed, Safe in our stillness, At last we see him rise from out the earth. I set the silhouette that leaves me scarred, Lost my condition from the perfect star, I caught the fire, can't help but see, There's none to carry on. I knew these plains before the world was mine, With no escape in mind, I'll be resigned, Inside alone, I know for sure, The future's all gone |
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| 4:42 | 
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| 5. |
| 7:27 |
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(Mann, additional material Holmes)
Apathetic and here, I... Watch myself glide from the sky, losing height And end up as something gone bump in the light Which doesn't desire to be dragged from the night But change is the heartbeat of life into life Which, trembling, approaches the knife Redemption is costly, there's blood on the land And all of us till it, it sticks to our hands It seems to be bound up in our very glands It sucks all our wagon wheels into its slush And falsifies our every blush The heart's a thermometer, readings are odd We're from lukewarmer regions where Cain gives the nod And we tread upon roads where our fathers have trod We are mapless and hapless and blown by the breeze And we chatter of being at ease Dreary me, we chatter of being at ease |
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| 4:49 |
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| 7. |
| 3:15 |
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Nicholls-Orford-Holmes
Once I was down, nowhere to climb What lay ahead unclearly defined I could have done more than I did I was so young, easily led When I was a boy out of time Give me a place where I can hide None can erase one who has died I want to belong, I long to believe Words that were sent, never received With eyes of the blind, we collide |
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| 6:29 |
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One of these days you'll find
So much rhythm in your head Can serve to clean your mind and the voices you can hear Can't relate to what you see and the monotone inflection Infiltrates internally Barbell is in, Barbell is in Barbell is in, Barbell is in One of these days you'll find So much rhythm in your head Can serve to clean your mind and the voices you can hear Can't relate to what you see and the monotone inflection Infiltrates internally Barbell is in, Barbell is in Barbell is in, Barbell is in |
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| 9. |
| 3:38 |
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As I was a walking one morning in May
I spied a young couple a makin' of hay. O one was a fair maid and her beauty showed clear and the other was a soldier, a bold grenadier. Good morning, good morning, good morning said he O where are you going my pretty lady? I'm a going a walking by the clear crystal stream to see cool water glide and hear nightingales sing. O soldier, o soldier, will you marry me? O no, my sweet lady that never can be. For I've got a wife at home in my own country, Two wives and the army's too many for me. |
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| 10. |
| 2:16 |
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(Holmes)
Prince Charles: And now, the British premier of 'My Legs' by Ken and Ron Sex Bachelor. Narrator: Mice. The hall was dark and rubbery, Fezzit is waiting for a likely young chicken to drop in a lake. But Bernie doesn't believe this and quickly woofs. Meanwhile, Shelat and Target are destined by a huge cat. Bernie: Crikey, you lot, am I all? Derek Guyler: The gun is above me head Narrator: Then Berny rushes naked into the pre-heated oven. Target: There's a false lady outside selling pyjamas. What shall I tell her? Olive out of On The Buses: Please will you coat my legs? Target: Lock me up, baby. Johnny McDozenlegs: Ask if she's tepid, do. Bernie: Yes, do. Richard Wattis: Yes, do. Dr Wizzy: Yes, do. Sid James: Yes, do. Monica Rose: Yes, do. Esma Cannon: Yes, do. Joyce Grenfell: Yes, do! Yes,yes, do! Peggy Mount: Am I shiny enough yet? Shelat: Is there a long pipe in the house? Narrator: For a while, all was silent. Until... Anne Aston: Oh, look! I whopped my big kidneys out for all to see. All: Ooooh... Bernie(the bolt): Do not say "Oooh." All: No, we shall not say "Oooh." Bernie: No! Never say "Oooh!" Dr Wizzy: If only Lieutenant Uhuhu was here. She wouldn't say "Oooh." Charles Hawtrey: Love. Love my dire native. Karen Carpenter: Carry me to Zimbabwe, me lovely fishes. Susan Dropweewee: Soon me cannelloni is 'tween me legs. All (singing): "Cause we couldn't |
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| 5:53 |
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I was waiting for the change
To come from underneath the ground Caught in half-light, there she stood But I had given all I could Upside down the shape looked normal In its magic uniform I can't remember getting older I can't get it off my mind It's only fascination diving Keeps my spirits half-alive My infatuation driving my incentive to survive Does it suffocate the daughters Or does torture sink a thrill? Still obsessed with time will time It's now and never, watch it swell It's only fascination diving Keeps my spirits half-alive My infatuation driving my incentive to survive It may be far away but it's here to stay New reminders sway into yesterday She walks towards me now She lives, I don't know how I can hardly move, I can hardly breathe Roses, I am chrome No, she's not at home Shot down to the bone Sitting here alone She walks towards me now She lives, I don't know how I can hardly move I can hardly believe in even nothing I hide you in bullets, I had it all Still dragged from shock to shock One drink to let me sink If I never see you again If I'm jaded, stretched or cleaned Don't tell me, I guessed While you bled for me less I love what you used to be |
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| 4:52 |
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| 7:11 |
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So the certanty is I can get no air,
Getting nowhere at all, Open-ended and suspended one by one, In the slipstream, And Harvest hold the horrbag, Emotion starts to lag, With panache I keep a-crashing, Through the sky, No compassion have I. Kick a kiss of superstition and I cry, "Just a guide or I throw All the panic I can muster, Threatening to the cluster"; The hangman's whore so obvious, Discretion's such a drag, But I know his apparatus snows my mind, When it gets too far out. Guard the ribs and fall, I long to catch my breath, condemm it all As the number I become, They count me out a volunteer. See how they run in silence up the belfry steps, Each unaffected by the sight of the blistered skin; Someone to calm me till the pounding in my head stops, Over the tens of thousands find no way out of in: Through the pandemonium, My heart is beating like a drum, Barricaded in here, crawling's getting creepier, With my head in my hands, all the heaven in my heart. Get me out of here, let me get away, Let me go from here, get me out away, Get me out of here, let me get away, Let me out of here, let me go today |
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| 5:17 |
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| 8:53 |
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> Garden over me, the secret I love most,
God and Man agree to giving up the ghost, High above the moon, the sun has left the sky, I would love to know if you're the reason why. Garden under me, the naked and the dead, I can still remember everything we said, Higher, higher now than I have ever been More than meets the eye than mine have ever seen. Garden over me, you never know the grief, Hide this side away to satisfy belief, I can't stand the agony of nothing new, When the soft white belly enters into you I go down The ribbon wrapped a gun, I blinded everyone, Collected underground, now I'm up I'm down It isn't how you lie, it's in the way you're mine, How was I to know the nerves would overflow? I want to see you, I want to touch you I want to feel the breathing changing. I want to be you, to be inside you, To pull you under, get you fighting. Unsodden even the water leaking, Don't want to hear the widow speaking, And just to know if there could be something, You couldn't get that, yeah... Ah, you fools, don't you see? He's darker than he's going to be, The state I'm in, hollow bone, Diamond hard heart of stone. Lost in love, senses flown Diamond hard heart of stone. |
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