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08/24/2009 |
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11. | The Fire (instrumental) |
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Got to get on it
Got to get on it
Got to get on it
Bodies disengage
Our mouths are fleshing over
(Over, over, over, over)
This is an echo game
Irises retreating to ovals of white
The urge to feel your face
And blood rushing to paint my handprint
A Frisbee one by one
Your vinyl on lamanent
Desperate for some kind of contact
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
I've to catch, to catch, to catch, catch, catch
The first train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First Train home...
Temporal deadzone
Where clocks are barely breathing
(Breathing, breathing, breathing)
Yet no one cares to notice for all the yelling
All night clamor to hold it together
I want to play - don't wait - forms in the hideaway
Want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields
Paint the kitchen and love someone
And I can't do any of that here, can I?
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home, I've got to get on it
First train home...
So what? You've had one too many
So what? I'm not that much fun to be with
So what? You've got a silly hat on
So what? I didn't want to come here, anyway
What matters to you - it doesn't matter, matter to me
What matters to me - it doesn't matter, matter to you
What matters to you - it doesn't matter, matter to them
What matters to them - it doesn't change anything
Got to get on it
First train home
Got to get on it
First train home
First train home, I've got to get on it
(I've got to get on it)
To catch, to catch, catch, catch, catch
(First train home)
The first train home, I've got to get on it
First train home
(First train home)
To go, to go, to go, to go
To get, get, get, get
Out, out, out, out
Now, now, now, now
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Where do we go from here?
How do we carry on?
I can't get beyond the questions...
Clambering for the scraps
in the shatter of us collapsed.
Is cuts me with every "could have been."
Pain on pain on play, repeating.
With the backup makeshift life in waiting.
Everybody says
that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out...?
There's nothing to see here now
turning the sign around
We're closed to the Earth til further notice.
Clambering for the scraps, clambering in the light
We're closed to the Earth til further...
All-in-one, only one street-level miracle
I'll be an out-in-out, born-again from none more cynical.
Everybody says
that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out...?
...and sit here cold?
Look, you'll be long gone by then,
and lackluster.
In dust we lay
'round old magazines.
Fluorescent lighting sets the scene
for all we could and should be being
in the one life that we've got...
Everybody says
that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
Sit here cold...
...just going to sweat it out?
Just going to sweat it out?
Wait it out.
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Baby behave we'll make it work
Are you with me?
You're not golden and I'm getting tired
Act like you own the place when really you've only just arrived
I caught first glimmers in hides and skins
Look who's all grown up, black swanning about the solar winds
You're gonna loose it all and find yourself on your knees
So get a grip and you might flow reverse the great slow bleed
I've tried patience but you always want a war
This house won't tolerate anymore
Stop this right away
Put that down and clean this mess up
End of conversation
Put your back in it and make it up to me now
The cold shoulder, folded arms, the looking up
You've never listened and carry on careless regardless
This is just a fire drill and if we hold any hope
It's harmonic connection, in stereo symbiosis
These Legoland empires choking out mine
Now you're everywhere, everywhere multiplying around me child
A strain on my heart
This rock can't tolerate anymore
Do you love me?
Get only what you give back
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Little bird, little bird, little bird what d'ya hear?
The clink of morning cheers
Orange juice, concentrate
Crossword puzzles start to grate
One across
4 letter word it's just not sitting
Little bird, little bird, little bird what do you see?
A picture perfect scene
Two tone lawns are manicured
The garden's wearing haute couture
It's hiding something
It's trying too hard
Little bird, little bird, little bird where are they now?
Daytime TV, lounge
A carriage clock, a mantelpiece
A family wipes up J-cloth cleaned
Unsaid, festers
In the throws of the sofa
Little bird, little bird, little bird how are you feeling?
Like help in quarantine
Pearly whites, touchdown smile
Absent creases round the eyes
Tell tale, hard sell, we smell rats in the kitchen
Little bird, little bird, little bird what can we do?
Think tank, think rescue
Simon says, Etch-a-Sketch
Some encoded message only he would get
Quickly now
'Cause this is not how it ends!
Little bird, little bird, little bird
Well I've got one more question
And I swear I'll let it rest
Little bird, little bird, little bird where have you gone?
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Your name in lights
Vibrating to your ringtone
My world begins to dance
We discuss important stuff
The rendezvous is set up
To catch a film and dinner
Stuck in a cinema or
Saving me from a car you’ll
Suddenly realize and fall into my arms
Working you undercover
Softly slowly got ya
Any moment now your gonna swoon into my arms
A same you, a same me
Spoon feeding the ground dark soul
A friend too good to go there with
Shake it up and get it on
Oh well I know you know you do
And maybe you’ve not said in so many words
You've always got your reasons
You right little know it all
Stuck in a cinema or
Saving me from a car you’ll
Suddenly realize and fall into my arms
Working you under cover
Softly slowly got ya
Any moment now your gonna swoon
Let me be the great scott
Tip top pit stop in your ocean
I could be the shipmate’s wife
Got you down and dirty with the lotion
This is where
I was going to sing your name
Over and over again
But I chickened out
I haven’t done it
Cause I thought you probably wouldn’t like it
Swoon and fall into my arms
Let me be the great scott
Tip top pit stop in your ocean
I could be the shipmate’s wife
Got you down and dirty with the lotion
Let me be the great scott
Tip top pit stop in your ocean
I could be the shipmate’s wife
Got you down and dirty with the lotion
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Before electric light
You paddled through the soup of darkness as a crocodile
Cherry picking in the river
I would leave crisp note footprints at the Bankside
Watch it closely you see it begin to move
Watch it closely you see it begin to flicker
While we're here, let's see what happens
What we got, got, got to lose
While we're tidal and flexed on a full moon
It'd be a sure sure shame to not to
In every wonder what you are
I've blurted everything I know just for a piece of it
Flash frozen, patchworked and fallow
I sprung up in hearts and arrow super highway
Do what you feel, just how you like
Nobody has to know
Watch, watch... watch... watch, watch...
Do it for England
Do it for love
Do it for us
Do it for goodness sake
Do it for all the times we wished we had
Do what you want, just how you like
Nobody has to know
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you and me, between sheets
it just doesn't get better than this
the many windswept yellow stickies of my mind
or the molten emotional front line
i couldn't care less, i'm transfixed in this absolute bliss
mmm
sweet sleepless tumbling night
mmm and the morning on your skin, a loved up light
tracing patterns in the maze of your back
softly softly the goose bumps, like that
and then a kiss...
mmm, maybe another
and another one mmm...
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First the earth was flat
But it fattened up when we didn't fall off
Now we spin laps around the sun
All the gods lost to one
The host of heaven pointed out to us from lightyears away
We're surrounded by a billion galaxies
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
Will you be ready?
Will you be ready?
The interim of life
Has got you tiptoed and pinning all your hopes
On the top dog of dreams
You're not alone in this
The pollyfilla way looks strong in the weakness of the gaps
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
Will we be ready?
I'm dying to know what's in your head
I'm dying to know how it all got in there
I'm dying to know to help make some sense of it all
I'm dying to know
Tell me, is it my fault?
I care about you, darling
And I care about you
'Cause I care about you
More than anyone else
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
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She pops into the bathroom, just after a shower
And she plays with my make up and creams
Keeps trying to look like me
Goes through the motions, posing this way and that
...Holding it in
If it makes you feel better, then knock yourself out
Say hi there, to my bad Body Double
Mm mm, this is my bad body double trouble
Oh no, my bad body double
Mm mm, I've got bad body double trouble
She's trouble, she's trouble, she's trouble alright
Sometimes I manage to lose her, shake her
At a bar, in the gym for five minutes
It feels so good to be back on my own self again
Can get quite confusing, we look face similar,
Except she's got some grays and a little extra weight on the sides and dimply thighs
I hear that stuff's a bitch to get rid of
No, no, not now
We're having quite an intimate personal moment
Could you maybe come at a slightly less awful time?
As you can see I've got someone quite nice here with me
Can't we just be left alone?
I guess that's a no then, seein' as you're still here
Seein' as you're still here. HERE!
Can't shake her, can't shake her, can't shake her, can't shake her
Everywhere I go everywhere I go, go
Say hi there, to my bad bad bad bad body double
She's trouble, mm...
I can't shake her and I hate her,
I hate her I'm a hater,
I'm a hater, I'm a hater
She's everywhere I go!
I'm gonna get rid of you once and for all
Gonna roll you out on a pilates rubber ball
Sweat and step up, the pace and the gradient
Starting tomorrow...
I am your nemesis!
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Eat, sleep, and breathe
That you're full of the stuff
Go back, get tied up tight
Wheat, meat, dairy-free, tee total,
So happy clappy high on life
You should try it, you know
Go on while no one's looking
A-ha! Caught you now!
Caught you red handed in the biscuit tin
Cost you to keep me quiet
Golden boy boots
Pocket pedestal
Picking shots at my moves
Plastic, tin can, paper, separated
Busy bee wave, wave 'save the planet' flag
But sneaky in suburbia
A-ha! Candid camera!
Hook, line and sinker
For the four-wheel drive
Cost you to keep me quiet
Keep me quiet (keep me quiet)
Nicest, sweetest
Utmost in everything
It's so charming, very charming
Well reckon play the fool no one's ill at ease
And put the deepest Swiss bank trust in you
No one saw it coming
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slow heart
dark wait
down love
black canvas, revolve within you understand
fragile
earthware
cracks in the temperature
keep it cool to give you understand
keep it cool to give you understand
slow heart
dark wait
down love
black canvas, revolve within you understand
fragile
earthware
cracks in the temperature
keep it cool to give you understand
cause i just can't find the strength
to pull you up and keep you taut
no, i just can't find the strength
to hold you up and keep you taut
hijacked
lost track
light fades, another day
laugh as long as shadows lure you in
the more you look
the less you see
so close your eyes
and start to breathe
oh you said yourself, this wasn't easy
mmm you said yourself, this wasn't easy
oh, i just can't find the strength
to pull you up and keep you taut
no, i just can't find the strength
to hold you up and keep you taut
woah woah woah woah woah
woah woah woah woah woah
woah woah woah woah woah woah
woah woah woah woah woah
woah woah woah woah woah
woah woah woah woah woah woah
'cause I just can't find the strength...
...to keep you taught
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I knew that I'd get like this again
That's why I try to keep it at bay
Be 100% when I'm with you and then
The perfect heart's length away
The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong
You never promised me anything
Even sat me down and warned me just how they fall
I knew the odds were I'd never win
Yet here I am
It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A daft life
My self-worth measured in text back tempo
It's been two days and 8 minutes too slow
Well there may well be others but I still like to pretend
That I'm the one you really want to grow old with
Got a schedule to stick to, got a world to keep sweet
You're so much to everyone all the time
Will you ever slow down? Will I ever come first?
The universe contracts to sigh
Hold me
Darling, please
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Not now but soon
The most beautiful light
Will wake us to pillow fighting excitement
Not now but soon
Right into every corner
Satellites maneuvering beams of change
Standing by the best days of our lives
Magnificent, the best days of our lives
Big bang boom, the best days of our lives
Are coming right up
If we can just get through this one
Who said it was over?
It's as good as it gets
But we got a few tricks up our sleeves
If we swallow it's all over
An open wine bottle is made to believe
Silent you, love
Soldered soliloquies
Oh, is it nothings anymore?
Terrifying best days of our lives
We're hanging on the best days of our lives
No two ways about it, best days of our lives
Oh, they're coming right up
If we can just get through this one
I'll hang on, grab onto your feet
Someone else holds tight to my shoelaces
When their trouser leg tears
Runs and stops at the seam
To keep us dangled together
Until help finds us here
I'll hang on, grab onto your feet
Someone else holds tight to my shoelaces
When their trouser leg tears
Runs and stops at the seam
To keep us dangled together
Until help finds us here
Best days of our lives
Better be the best days of our lives
Bring on the best days of our lives
Coming right up...
Woah, coming right up...
If we can just get through this one
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