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| 1. |
| 5:41 | 
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Who'll walk me down to church
when I'm sixty years of age When the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the grave And senorita play guitar, play it just for you My rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped through You've hung up your great coat and you've laid down your gun You know the war you fought in wasn't too much fun And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun I've no wish to be living sixty years on Yes I'll sit with you and talk let your eyes relive again I know my vintage prayers would be very much the same And Magdelena plays the organ, plays it just for you Your choral lamp that burns so low when you are passing through And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun I've no wish to be living sixty years on |
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| 2. |
| 3:14 |
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You′re not a ship to carry my life
You are nailed to my love in many lonely nights I′ve strayed from the cottages and found myself here For I need your love your love protects my fears And I wonder sometimes and I know I′m unkind But I need you to turn to when I act so blind And I need you to turn to when I lose control You′re my guardian angel who keeps out the cold Did you paint your smile on, well I said I knew That my reason for living was for loving you We′re related in feeling but you′re high above You′re pure and you′re gentle with the grace of a dove |
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| 3. |
| 4:09 |
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Peering out of tiny eyes
The grubby hands that gripped the rail Wiped the window clean of frost As the morning air laid on the latch A whistle awakened someone there Next door to the nursery just down the hall A strange new sound you never heard before A strange new sound that makes boys explore Tread neat so small those little feet Amid the morning his small heart beats So much excitement yesterday That must be rewarded must be displayed Large hands lift him through the air Excited eyes contain him there The eyes of those he loves and knows But what's this extra bed just here His puzzled head tipped to one side Amazement swims in those bright green eyes Glancing down upon this thing That make strange sounds, strange sounds that sing In those silent happy seconds That surround the sound of this event A parent smile is made in moments They have made for you a friend And all you ever learned from them Until you grew much older Did not compare with when they said This is your brand new brother This is your brand new brother This is your brand new brother |
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| 4. |
| 7:45 |
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Tonight, do we have to fight again?
Tonight, I just want to go to sleep. Turn out the light but you want to carry grudges. Oh nine times out of ten I see the storm approaching, long before the rain starts falling. Tonight, does it have to be the old thing? Tonight, oh it's late to late. To chase the rainbow that you're after, I'd like to find a compromise. And place it in you your hands. My eyes are blind my ears can't hear. oh and I can not find the time. Tonight, just let the curtains close in silence. Tonight, why not approach with less defiance. The man who'd love to see you smile, who'd love to see you smile. Tonight |
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| 5. |
| 3:59 |
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What have I got to do to make you love me What have I got to do to make you care What do I do when lightning strikes me And I wake to find that you're not there What do I do to make you want me What have I got to do to be heard What do I say when it's all over And sorry seems to be the hardest word It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd It's sad, so sad Why can't we talk it over Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What do I do to make you want me What have I got to do to be heard What do I say when it's all over And sorry seems to be the hardest word It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd It's sad, so sad Why can't we talk it over Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What do I do to make you love me What have I got to do to be heard What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do What have I got to do When sorry seems to be the hardest word
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| 6. |
| 5:22 |
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No man's a jester playing Shakespeare
Round your throne room floor While the juggler's act is danced upon The crown that you once wore And sooner or later Everybody's kingdom must end And I'm so afraid your courtiers Cannot be called best friends Caesar's had your troubles Widows had to cry While mercenaries in cloisters sing And the king must die Some men are better staying sailors Take my word and go But tell the ostler that his name was The very first they chose And if my hands are stained forever And the altar should refuse me Would you let me in, would you let me in, would you let me in Should I cry sanctuary No man's a jester playing Shakespeare Round your throne room floor While the juggler's act is danced upon The crown that you once wore The king is dead, the king is dead The king is dead, the king is dead Long live the king |
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| 7. |
| 4:22 |
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If you feel that it's real I'm on trial
And I'm here in your prison Like a coin in your mint I am dented and I'm spent with high treason Through a glass eye your throne Is the one danger zone Take me to the pilot for control Take me to the pilot of your soul Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger Well I know he's not old And I'm told he's a virgin For he may be she But what I'm told is never for certain |
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| 8. |
| 6:37 |
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Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand Jesus freaks out in the street Handing tickets out for God Turning back she just laughs The boulevard is not that bad Piano man he makes his stand In the auditorium Looking on she sings the songs The words she knows, the tune she hums But oh how it feels so real Lying here with no one near Only you and you can hear me When I say softly, slowly Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand |
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| 9. |
| 5:50 |
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Have you heard the dogs at night
Somewhere on the hill Chasing some poor criminal And I guess they're out to kill Oh there must be shackles on his feet And mother in his eyes Stumbling through the devil-dark With the hound pack in full cry Have mercy on the criminal Who is running from the law Are you blind to the winds of change Don't you hear him any more Praying Lord you got to help me I am never gonna sin again Just take these chains from around my legs Sweet Jesus I'll be your friend Now have you ever seen the white teeth gleam While you lie on a cold damp ground You're taking in the face of a rifle butt While the wardens hold you down And you've never seen a friend in years Oh it turns your heart to stone You jump the walls and the dogs run free And the grave's gonna be your home |
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| 10. |
| 6:38 |
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I can see very well
There's a boat on the reef with a broken back And I can see it very well There's a joke and I know it very well It's one of those that I told you long ago Take my word I'm a madman don't you know Once a fool had a good part in the play If it's so would I still be here today It's quite peculiar in a funny sort of way They think it's very funny everything I say Get a load of him, he's so insane You better get your coat dear It looks like rain We'll come again next Thursday afternoon The In-laws hope they'll see you very soon But is it in your conscience that you're after Another glimpse of the madman across the water I can see very well There's a boat on the reef with a broken back And I can see it very well There's a joke and I know it very well It's one of those that I told you long ago Take my word I'm a madman don't you know The ground's a long way down but I need more Is the nightmare black or are the windows painted Will they come again next week Can my mind really take it |
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| 11. |
| 4:10 |
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Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into your brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change your name And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend never did Loneliness was tough The toughest role you ever played Hollywood created a superstar And pain was the price you paid Even when you died Oh the press still hounded you All the papers had to say Was that Marilyn was found in the nude Goodbye Norma Jean From the young man in the 22nd row Who sees you as something as more than sexual More than just our Marilyn Monroe |
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| 12. |
| 5:50 |
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You tell me there's an angel in your tree
Did he say he'd come to call on me For things are getting desperate in our home Living in the parish of the restless folks I know Everybody now bring your family down to the riverside Look to the east to see where the fat stock hide Behind four walls of stone the rich man sleeps It's time we put the flame torch to their keep Burn down the mission If we're gonna stay alive Watch the black smoke fly to heaven See the red flame light the sky Burn down the mission Burn it down to stay alive It's our only chance of living Take all you need to live inside Deep in the woods the squirrels are out today My wife cried when they came to take me away But what more could I do just to keep her warm Than burn burn burn burn down the mission walls |
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| 13. |
| 4:05 |
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It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide I don't have much money but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show I know it's not much but it's the best I can do My gift is my song and this one's for you * And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song It's for people like you that keep it turned on So excuse me forgetting but these things I do You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is what I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen Repeat * I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world |
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| 14. |
| 6:03 |
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I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures seem to fade to black and white I'm growing tired and time stands still before me Frozen here on the ladder of my life Too late to save myself from falling I took a chance and changed your way of life But you misread my meaning when I met you Closed the door and left me blinded by the light Don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me I can't find, oh the right romantic line But see me once and see the way I feel Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm But these cuts I have they need love to help them heal
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