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I see double up ahead
Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun
Is where the river runs red
Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove
And frees an eagle instead
It's more or less the same as the things that you said
I see trouble up the road
Like the things you found in love are by the way
And like to cheat on your soul
Like the best and worst of thoughts that lose control
Before you lie on your bed
It's more or less the same as the things that you said
Anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow
Anyway for all the things you said tell me why does the river run red
Anyway for all the things you've seen tell me when will the river run green
And anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow
It's more or less the things you fail to say in your way that's your trouble
Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots the moon and the stars
And his double
It's more or less the same as the things that you said
I see trouble up ahead
Where the river boat swayed beneath the sun
Is where the river runs red
I see double - that's my trouble.
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I never saw it as the start its more a change of heart
Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pot
blowing off the dust in the room where I forgot I laid my plans in solid rock
Stepping through the door like a troubadour whiling just an hour away,
looking at the trees on the roadside feeling its a holiday.
You and I should ride the coast and wind up in our favourite coats just miles away.
Roll a number write another song like Jimmy heard the day he caught the train.
Ooh Lala, Ooh Lala
Ooh Lala, Ooh Lala
He sip's another rum and coke and told a dirty joke
Walking like Groucho sucking on a number 10
Rolling on the floor with the cigarette burns walked in
I'll miss the crush and I'm home again.
Stepping through the door with the night in store whiling just an hour away,
step into the sky in the starbright feeling its a brighter day.
You and I should ride the coast and wind up in our favourite coats just miles away.
Roll a number write another song like Jimmy heard the day he caught the train.
Ooh Lala, Ooh Lala
Ooh Lala, Ooh Lala
You and I should ride the tracks and find ourselves just wading through tomorrow
and you and I when we're coming down we're only getting back
and you know I feel no sorrow.
Ooh Lala, Ooh Lala
Ooh Lala, Ooh Lala
When you find that things are getting wild don't you need days like these x3
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No I never knew you
We both went to different schools
Me so scared of the rules
You chasing all the girls
But it seems to me
We never grew up we just got ourselves free
Inventing what we could be
To buy all their curls
Get up and dance
Get up and smile
Get up and drink to the days
Ones that are gone in the shortest while
She was just eighteen she collapsed
And they took her away
She didn’t make it for more than an hour
Then she was gone
What do you say?
When someone’s been taken that way
Before they’ve had a day to fly in the sun
Get up and dance
Get up and smile
Get up and drink to the days
Ones that are gone in the shortest while
Get up and dance
Get up and smile
Get up and drink to the days
Ones who are gone in the shortest while
I’ll sing my sorrow
I’ll sing my sorrow
I’ll sing my sorrow
I’ll sing my sorrow
No I never knew you
We both ended up as different fools
Me so scared of the rules
You chasing all the girls
But it seems to me
We never grew up we just got ourselves free
Inventing what we could be
To buy all their curls
Get up and dance
Get up and smile
Get up and drink to the days
Ones that are gone in the shortest while
Get up and dance
Get up and smile
Get up and drink to the days
Ones who are gone in the shortest while
I’ll sing my sorrow
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Saturday Afternoon
The sunshine pours like wine
Through the window
And I know golden June
Can turn an empty grey
Against your window
And I feel like I’m on the outside
Of the circle
If I walk by the trees
I’ll catch the falling leaves
If the wind blows
But I know all this means is
Whiling on the hours
Watching sideshows
And I feel like I’m on the outside
Of the circle
Will I turn my coat to the rain
I don’t know
But I’m going somewhere I can warm my bones
Fare you well I’ll carry me away
And sing to those I know
Upon their birthdays
And I won’t feel like I’m on the outside
I wont feel like I'm on the outside
i wont feel like I'm on the outside
Of the circle
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And if I could hold you
Where would you belong
sitting here to reason
how the worlds gone wrong
And if I could listen
To half the words you say
Would your pathway glisten
And help you on your way
Oh you’ve got it bad
But you never should expect cover
boy you’ve got it so bad
Worse than any other
If I was in your shoes
Would it be the same
Would you sit in silence
While I dish out the blame
and if the world was laughing
Would you close your ears
There is no creed of chanting
To make the world more clear
oh you got it bad
but you never should expect cover
boy youve got it so bad
worse than any other
(interlude and solo)
If I brought you flowers
Would you watch them grow
Springtime is for certain
To follow on the snow
and if i could hold you
where would you belong
sitting here to reason
on how the worlds gone wrong
Oh you’ve got it bad
But you never should expect cover
boy you’ve got it so bad
Worse than any other
Oh you’ve got it bad
But you never should expect cover
Oh you’ve got it so so bad
Worse than any other
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So I said I'm on the roam so I need a car
And I know that I'm getting alive
And I say I got faith and a season
And I say that's where I'm going to
I get a need and I'm wanting to please it
I gotta face and I'm wanting to feel it
The more I feel is the more that I need it
The more I need is the less I believe it
Well I want a good love by my side
Keep on getting out of love and my pride
And I know I keep hurting my love yeah
But I know it ain't killing
I get a need and I'm wanting to please it
I gotta face and I'm wanting to feel it
The more I feel is the more that I need it
The more I need is the less I believe it
So I said I'm on the roam so I need a car
And I know that I'm staying alive
And I know that my faith is in season
And I say that's where I'm going to
I get a need and I'm wanting to please it
I gotta face and I'm wanting to feel it
The more I feel is the more that I need it
The more I need is the less I believe it
I get a need and I'm wanting to please it
I gotta face and I'm wanting to feel it
The more I feel is the more that I need it
The more I need is the less I believe it
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Sonny signed his name up for tomorrow
And laughed with all his friends
At all the little men who borrow tunes
They heard just yesterday
Davey got us down but we got away
And drank to all the days
That we had whiled away
Just playing Robin Hood a little out of phase
And then the nightmares come
And you get blown away
And up in your room your walls are cold
You find your head is holding out
For the welcome of a better day
And then the nightmares come
And you get blown away
And up in your room the walls are getting colder
Like you’re getting on a roller coaster
You can’t find the breaks
Stevie burned the sky when he flew away
And left us things to say
When all the world was falling down
Around our shoulders, cold and grey
Harry carried on in his usual way
And Minnie went inside
He came out once and we both cried
And Minnie blew my head away
And then the nightmares come
And you get blown away
And up in your room your walls are cold
You find your head is holding out
For the welcome of a better day
And then the nightmares come
And you get blown away
And up in your room the walls are getting colder
Like you’re getting on a roller coaster
You can’t find the breaks
When you’re giving everything away
Everybody lets you pay
You’re saving up for a better day
Seeing things in a better way
You know you’ve got to live
There’s nothing you wont give
To hear the phone and not let it ring
Every Monday morning
Shughie found love and he almost cried
We laughed and wondered why
We loved the sky and found the space
And gazed out over Stevie’s place
And then the nightmares come
When your friend’s go away
And up in your room your walls are cold
You find your head is holding out
For the welcome of a better day
And then the nightmares come
When your friend’s go away
And up in your room the walls are getting colder
Like you’re getting on a roller coaster
You can’t find the breaks
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Where do you go
Buttoned in your favourite coat
Stepping out to a different world
When you might be home late
And where are you now
Staring at your favourite box
The one with the travellers cross
On the road past the gate
But if you find yourself standing on the corner
While your thinking of a different world
Then you might see me waiting on the corner
Staring through you in a different world
But if I could swim
Then I’d go out and find my boat
Sail away to my favourite coast
And let you all in
And if I could do, all the things you’re asking for
Then maybe I’d find your door
And bring it home to you
But if you find yourself standing on the corner
While your thinking of a different world
Then you might see me waiting on the corner
Staring through you in a different world
So where do we go
Like two Christopher’s in the snow
Yeah we’re blind but we want to know
Just to say I love you
And all of our lives
We’ll sail through the suns and moons
To sing our Travellers Tunes
Just to say I love you
But if you find yourself standing on the corner
While your thinking of a different world
Then you might see me waiting on the corner
Staring through you in a different world
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And when she blows the candle flame to smoke
She says a prayer for all those who live in houses and in homes
And Monday she’ll go down town standing naked in the road
You may know what I am
But who I am you don’t know
She’ll run across the mustard dust sand
Scream down the wind
And the sea is in and cold
Like when in holiday homes
And houses like sweets confectionary
And sandcastles and drinking wine
Hungry dinners perfectly timed
And mother and father glowing young
Happy to be each other together
When she blows the candle out
She goes to bed and lies and drags through her head
The day that went way of every day
But tomorrow she’ll fly a plane
Over the fields where the houses aren’t built yet
She smiled sweetly across the room
Through the lunchtime smoke
And I loved her for a second
And discarded the queen and I know
How sweetness turns sour
And leaves they turn to brown
And then to earth and dust
And settle in this town
You get blown away…
You get blown away…
You get blown away…
And when she blows the candle flame to smoke
She says a prayer for all those who live in houses and in homes
And Monday she’ll go down town standing naked in the road
You may know what I am
But who I am you don’t know
She’ll run across the mustard dust sand
Scream down the wind
And the sea is in and cold
Like when in holiday homes
And houses like sweets confectionary
And sandcastles and drinking wine
Hungry dinners perfectly timed
She smiled sweetly across the room
Through the lunchtime smoke
And I loved her for a second
And discarded the queen and I know
When men are being little boys again
And women cruel step mothers of old
And this is the invention
The adventure of my own
I get blown away…
I get blown away…
I get blown away
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Sonny went and flipped away and said he had to go
How can you ever say he never stayed alone?
And how could i belong with anyone you know?
Come on every line's a line i'll never know
Oh........It's a beautiful thing
Oh........It's a terrible thing
Sometimes i can get along alone enough
Backing everyone away and never have enough
And how could i be playing every line for you?
Look at the things today that i can never choose
Oh........It's a beautiful thing
Oh........It's a terrible thing
Sometimes i could never ever ever fade again
Sometimes i could never ever ever fade again
Sometimes i could never ever ever fade again
And how could I be playing every line for you?
Look at the things today that i can never choose
Oh........It's a beautiful thing
Oh........It's a terrible thing
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All the people under broken homes
Don't wanna fight no more
All the people nursing shattered bones
Don't wanna fight no more
But there's no profit in peace
So we've gotta fight some more
And all these who are in foreign lands
Don't wanna fight no more
And all those who've lost their feet or hands
Don't wanna fight no more
But there's no profit in peace boys
We gotta fight some more
Hey we don't wanna fight no more
Hey, Hey, Hey, We don't wanna fight no more
But theres' no profit in peace
So we gotta fight some more
And all those just trying to play their part
Don't wanna fight no more
And all those who own a human heart
Don't wanna fight no more
But there's no profit in what you want
So we must fight some more
And all those who got an axe to grind
Don't wanna fight no more
And all those who got their burning lives
Don't wanna fight no more
But there's no profit in ever being right
So we must fight some more
Chorus
And all the people under broken homes
Don't wanna fight no more
All the people never going home
Don't wanna fight no more
But there is profit in the land you own
So we must fight some more
And all those who got a tired face
Don't wanna fight no more
And all those who are lost without a trace
Don't wanna fight no more
But there is profit in the love of hate
So we must fight some more
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If anyone rises at 6.31
and fakes all day that
they're having their fun
havinthey never did get it right
since they got it so low
To anyone drinking the morning away
the afternoon will prove a mistake
they never will get it right
since we got it so low
And we laugh and we drink
and we teach ourselves not to think
we never did get it right
since we got it so low
To all of the faces that
freeze for you there
in your memory when you try not to care
they never disappear down the slow road
For all of those people
who bleed by the side
and split from their tongues
and sharpen their knives
they never will get a life now
they've got it so low
And we laugh and we drink
and we teach ourselves not to think
we never did get it right
since we got it so low
Cornfields and pig-tails and
fish in the stream
the night when the boys stole
a billion dollar dream
from the high jinx school
for girls down the road
Stories and smoke trails
and some may be true
you're listening to me
but im talking to you
i hope you never fall from grace
if you get it so low
And we laugh and we drink
and we teach ourselves not to think
we never did get it right
since we got it so low
And we laugh and we drink
and we find it hard not to think
we never did get it right
since we got it so low
never did get it right
since we got it so low
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It's warm outside
But I can hear the snow
Falling on my window
I had to go away
To somewhere deeper down
I know it's my mistake
To take off out of this town
And June becomes July
This road's on fire
And my train's running slow
It rains against my window
I had to get away
To somewhere no-one knows
I know it's my mistake
To take off now in this way
And June becomes July
The air is thin
When you're above the clouds
I see them from my window
It's strange to get away now
To somewhere no-one goes
I know it's my mistake
But I don't even know now
And June becomes July
And June becomes July
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This England made me between the war and rockets flying.
And from the crib it saves me and teach me wrong from right.
The world was talking never got its chance to say.
Too much talking nobody hears a word you say.
You won't see and baby now I won't hear,
My communications only last throughout the year
and half of what we're saying is half-way inner truth.
Cos my communications for a million hearts and fools.
I am a witness to a land of a million fools.
All placing bets on life and hate the ones who lose.
And all lonely never get the chance to say.
That the one and only would be the chance to even play.
You won't see and baby now I won't hear,
My communications only last throughout the year
and half of what we're saying is half-way inner truth.
Cos my communications for a million hearts and fools.
Hello Monday, the weekends just a blur.
I been burning bridges and now I'm begging at your door,
So keep on working cos its a chance for me to play.
Too much talking when you believe the words I say.
You won't see and baby now I won't hear,
My communications only last throughout the year
and half of what we're saying is half-way inner truth.
Blind communications for a million hearts and fools.
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The mechanical wonder is
It's just a noise in my room
And i'm chasing the wonder and
It's just a hole in my tune
And the radio plays but it
But it don't sing a song
And the mechanical thunder is
What is all going wrong
And i walk down the road and i
I awake in a tune
But the mechanical thunder is
It's just a noise in my room
And we rode it once
On a thundering night
So i'll walk with you
Where the locks take flight
Oh machines make our lives today
And i like them the best
But the mechanical thunder is
It's just a noise in my head
And the radio plays at me
But it don't sing a song
But the mechanical wonder is
How it's all going wrong
And they rode it once ("And we rode it once" on last chorus)
On a thundering night
So i'll walk with you
Where the locks take flight
And we'll keep on through
It's where the road don't roar
Where the farm once stood
Where the union crawls, big time
They're machines that i'm walking from
Though they play in the songs
And the dreams that you're holding on
Don't hold on for so long
So i'm hiding machines away
But i'll keep them for you
But the things that you wanna say
it's just a noise in my room
And i look at the picture now
And there's a weight on us all
But the mechanical wonder is
It's a cure one and all
Repeat full chorus with slight variation
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Shirley was a lady whose teeth were made of gold
She danced before the music and everything it told
Huckleberry Grove
Where the music plays into tomorrow night
Huckleberry Grove
Only fools would need to argue or to fight
Shirley had eight children and each of them were told
You got joy for singing burning in your soul
Huckleberry Grove
Where the idiots can't ease you of your mind
Huckleberry Grove
Take a free train, leave your luggage far behind
Oh she sings shangri-la
Oh she sings shangri-la
Shirley was a lady who mostly stayed at home
But she went out dancing down Huckleberry Grove
Huckleberry Grove
Where the music plays into tomorrow night
Huckleberry Grove
You'll be groovin' on the best days of your life
Huckleberry Grove
Where the music's guarenteed to blow your mind
Huckleberry Grove
Leave your luggage, get a free train, get behind
Oh she sings shangri-la
Oh she sings shangri-la
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When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke
It's inspirational
When you're life is a mess light one more cigarette
It's so logical
Well it's something your mother can't abide
But it's something that i freely prescribe
Take yourself for a ride
It never felt so good
As the night that you and i played Robin Hood
Stealing from the backrooms of our minds
Remembering a time when we were fine
A time i thought we'd left behind
When you're starting to cry
I'll come and sit by my side
And I will love you so
When the nightmares come
I will try to be fun, even though;
I'm so scared you know
Well it's something your mother can't abide
But it's something that i freely prescribe
Take yourself for a ride
It never felt so good
As the night that you and i played Robin Hood
Stealing from the backrooms of our minds
Stealing from a time when we were fine
A time i thought we'd left behind
Stealing from the backrooms of our minds
Stealing from a time when we were fine
A time i thought we'd left behind
When you're starting to choke take some pills with your coke
It's hysterical
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Well i got a problem
and it just won't wait
I've been getting on one
With the man who guards your gate
When he says you're sleeping
In your hideaway
It is what he's keeping back
That gives your game away
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
And i'd like to say
That i like this
More than i do today
Yes i' got a problem
like you've never seen
I've been getting bothered
By the man who locks your screen
When he says you're hiding
And in your room you'll stay
It is what he's holding back
That says what he can't say
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
And i'd like to say
That i like this
More than i do today
I'm just a lazy man
Who has to hear the truth
And i hear what's true from you
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
And i'd like to say
That i like this
More than i do today
La la la
La la la
La la la
La la la
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