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| 1. |
| 3:51 | 
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fuck you
You're drunk and acting tough I know you're sad You're not the only one who feels like that now. And maybe anger is your only choice But maybe heart and fist and human voice Might be the better way Be the way. Cause we, we will still need a song To carry our love away. To carry it away. We will still need a song To carry our hearts away. To carry them away. Don't let another tear be in your eyes We can die in peace knowing we tried To change our own ways. The poets let a generation down And modern music could be the healing sound It's the only way. Only way. Cause we, we will still need a song To carry our love away. To carry it away. We will still need a song To dance on our wedding day To carry it away. And we will still need a song(we will still need) To carry ourselves(to carry ourselves) To carry ourselves And we, we will still need a song To carry our hearts away. To carry them away. We will still need a song To dance on our wedding day To carry it away. Last chance.......... Cause we, we will still need a song To carry our love away. We will still need a song To dance on our wedding day To carry it away. |
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| 2. |
| 4:45 |
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What jesus can't fix tonight
The whiskey certainly might. I must have said the lord's prayer 65 times. And thought of your face And our infinite grace All of the ways to behold you Until the tide will I wait. What crying won't fix tonight The whiskey certainly might I must have doubted your faith 65 times. And thought of your face And your infinite grace All of the ways to behold you Until the tide will I wait. Even an ugly man Could kiss your lips As if they were his to demand of Or his to destroy like a lover of a demon What loving won't fix tonight The whiskey certainly might I must have whispered your name 65 times. My lips on your face In our infinite grace All of these ways to behold you Until the tide will I wait |
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| 3. |
| 3:54 |
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I wish the telephone had not been invented
Because I keep picking it up to say Stupid things to you The rain has stopped for now But I know it's not ended No sense in trying I cannot be protected No sense in worrying I can't be protected Wonderful and sad How can you be so [wonderful]? I wish that happiness could just be pretended The closest thing to that is A bottle of whiskey dear I'd write a letter home But I don't know where to send it. Wonderful and sad How can you be so [wonderful]? |
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| 4. |
| 5:43 |
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Gather at the church
Say a quiet prayer Hold each other's hands Praying that you might be there In honesty and peace With the whispers of your god Falling on your ear Melt your silver down Kiss your lover's face Sirens start to sound And you're caught up in the only place Where the honesty of fear Makes a battle like a song Falling on your ears This is anger as beauty. Fighter soul alive In a whiskey fueled rage The tears burn in your eyes The saddest of the souls to save Sings lovely in its fear With a voice that's Brokenstrong This is anger as beauty. Lover don't you wait Lover you'll be safe The strangest quiet in the streets Fighters for the love Dug deep They're under paved ports Gently lifting up a song Falling on your ears This is anger as beauty. |
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| 5. |
| 3:16 |
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The brake lights
Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes The city Starts fading behind us Thousands of souls all wishing Things were better Sadness Is waiting to happen For people like us Not sure where we're going Watching the fading Watch everything go by. Sadness Is all that ever happens But we have our eyes Set dead on the ocean |
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| 6. |
| 4:28 |
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Well
We kiss alone In a parked car At least I think so There's a flashlight waving Out somewhere You can see it down the road And the saddest part Is that we mean so well Don't want to hurt anything Don't want to hurt This fragile love we know Because there is nothing left to hold And we prayed that night And you said to me "Don't worry baby The worst has come and the worst will go And there's nothing we don't know" I'll believe you then But you know me And I always think the worst So be satisfied And it's hard but I'll try To not romanticize the automobile So come with me then By the lakeside Smell the death there Where a plane did fall And a boat sunk too You'll be terrified to know That I fantasize About a way to die Nothing glorified Someone falls asleep On a late night road Like a mercy for us both I'll believe you then But you know me And I always think the worst |
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| 7. |
| 6:21 |
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Come over here
Whisper into my ear Don't waste your breath On anyone else But me. And warm Your body in bed Let us wake up and talk a while I tell you i'm scared I tell you I'd fight for Us both But you come from the town Where ghandi was born And you say I always talk tough When I get drunk So why don't we pray Whispering the Future language of slaves I should rejoice Maybe give voice to a song For what brought me here to your arms Into our painfully true love And god maybe close God only knows Really to say. And what would we do in our last moments In time. Would we make love Or make haste to a mobile phone Or would we break bread Drink the blood that is shed And pray to our god Whispering the Future language of slaves |
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| 8. |
| 6:06 |
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In your underclothes You went out for a smoke I call you in Just before the storm begins Your last breath of smoke You let out in the room It makes a cloud Like the greyist Perfect plume Smoke baby, smoke baby More alcohol baby Cocaine in Montreal And back out on the plane baby An early flight will leave And on it will be me I'll be half asleep And you'll get up at three (Who gave you time to cry? Who gave you time to find yourself?) Casual as a light Flickers before it's night Sadness comes And the daylight turns and runs As the sun is setting you'll be betting I'll be getting through I'll find a payphone baby And take some time to talk to you Smoke baby, smoke baby More alcohol baby Cocaine in Montreal And back out on the plane baby An early flight will leave And on it will be me I'll be half asleep And you'll get up at three (Who gave you time to cry? Who gave you time to find yourself?) (Who gave you time to cry? Who gave you time to find yourself?) And I have never felt Quite this close to hell All this rock and roll baby Only time will tell But we're young now, having fun now On the town now, Get around now It's fine for now But someday we'll settle down But not now, baby Smoke baby, smoke baby More alcohol baby Cocaine in Montreal And back out on the plane baby An early flight will leave And on it will be me I'll be half asleep And you'll get up at three (Somewhere on the outside.) (Who gave you time to cry? And time to find yourself?) |
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| 9. |
| 5:02 |
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You can tell by the wind
By fresh cut wood All stacked to dry That autumn's here And it makes you sad About the crumby Summer we had With pine trees creeking The raven's screeching Just like the story my grandma tells About when a bird Hits your window And someone you know Is about to die Autumn's here, autumn's here It's ok if you want to cry 'cause autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's here So find a sweater And you'll be better Until the kindling is tinder dry We can be quiet As we walk down To see the graveyard Where they are now I wonder how They brought their piano To holdene hill From old berlin Be hard to keep it It well in tune With winters like the one That's coming soon Cause auntumn's here, autumn's here It's time to cry now That autumn's here,autumn's here, autumn's It's ok if you want to cry Because autumn's here I think that ghosts like The cooler weather When leaves turn colour They get together And walk along ways These old back roads Where no one lives and And no one goes With all their hopes set On the railway That never came and that no one stayed I guess that autumn Gets you remembering And the smallest things Just make you cry. Autumn's here, autumn's here, autumn's here that autumn's here Autumn's here, it's time to cry Cause autumn's here ooooooo Autumn's here, autumn's here It's ok now, cause autumn's heeeere woooooo wooooo |
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| 10. |
| 5:05 |
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This summer I'm gonna get us a motorbike
To ride us up to Ilfracombe And over to Ravenscliff And it won't be the fancy kind Ride good for the easy wind Be with me in the corners, careful to hold on tight And we would never highway ride We'd take the quiet roads beside And park along a corn field When it suits us right Suits us right This summer I'm gonna get us a motorbike To ride us up to Ilfracombe And over to Ravenscliff And this summer I'm gonna get us a motorbike To ride us up to Ilfracombe And over to Ravenscliff And my brother would be terrified He's had some friends that nearly died I said that I'd be careful and try not to ride at night "Whoa" He said, "that's what they always say Then a transport truck gets in your way I want you holding flowers there at my wedding day Wedding day" This summer I'm gonna get us a motorbike To ride us up to Ilfracombe And over to Ravenscliff And this summer I'm gonna get us a motorbike To ride us up to Ilfracombe And over to Ravenscliff And when the fascists lock the city down And the riot police gather all around Will we laugh, will we laugh, will we laugh That once we romanticized And we practically fucking fantasized About the downfall of a city About the downfall of a country About the downfall of a lifetime Whoa whoa oh oh oh Aaaah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah This summer I'm gonna get us a motorbike Something with some saddlebags That we can pack a picnic in This summer I'm gonna get us a motorbike Something cheap on gasoline To get us into town and back |
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| 11. |
| 5:15 |
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Ah, people get addicted, it's a problem around here
And I'm afflicted And the reports all say Something I guessed I'd have chosen not to listen Just a busy by the bush, just a puking and a pissing Got the whiskey in my blood and hell dammit I'm in love And I'm addicted C'mon everybody, get addicted And I'm guilty, baby I'm so guilty Just for being born, being white, wrong or right, back and forth For the poor, for a ball, for the deep or for our soul I'm addicted, and I'm ready to kill for it 'Cause I'm addicted And I'm the sadist Like the mayor of the badlands And you're tired, you're oh so fuckin' tired And your homes let it slide, let the bad guys in behind Now they're making with your honey, with your freedom and your money And you're fucked, oughta say it, save it for a rainy day it, 'Cause baby, you're addicted You're addicted Fuck you, fuck you, you're, fuck... ing addicted And I'm a nice guy, it's always been my problem Don't know whether I should fuck it, or destroy it Or should I fire it or employ it or hate it Or enjoy it, cause I'm addicted Like a cancer, eating at the answer I've got the beauty by the throat, so it couldn't sing a note And it's begging just for seeing for the truth in all its being For needing, bleeding, feeding, weeding, treating, bleeding, cheating, gums receding C'mon people, get addicted, get ad-dic-dic-dicted Let's everybody get addicted People get addicted People get addicted C'mon people, get addicted |
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