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The Sun Is Mine
04:21
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The Sun Is Mine
Ba- ba ba (do do do do) ba ba ba etc
The sun reflects upon the distant past where my heart still beats today
There burns a fire inside that glows again every time you show your face
Rescue my spirit on this summers day
‘Cos only you can take the blues away - ah ah
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba etc
The dazzle of the chalk hills shines a light over all who care to dream
The distant echoing of songs we used to know that set the scene
Watching the sky we talk into the night
My optimism reaches dizzy heights
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba etc
The sun looks good to me
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba
So cool and quiet as the breeze it sings to me
I think of who I am and what I used to be
The night is calm I clear my mind and count to three
This all looks good to me
Solo
Rescue my spirit on this summers day
‘Cos only you can take these blues away
Nobody going to take this from me (the sun is mine)
Nobody going to take this from me (the sun is mine)
Nobody going to take this from me (the sun is mine)
Nobody going to take this from me
The sun is mine (the sun is mine)
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba etc
Summer sing to me
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba etc
The sun looks good to me
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba
Summer sing to me
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba etc
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A Kiss On The Ocean
03:04
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A Kiss On The Ocean
You’re there each morning when I wake up
Each morning there’s a glow that only you could know
There is no other tonic for me, No other place I’d
Rather be than here with thee.
Above the ocean where we sing and dance (aah)
I kiss the water just to get one glance(aah)
CHORUS
Well, I never thought I’d love you as much as I do today-No way,
No, I never thought I’d love you as much as I do today-No way, Jose,
Well I never thought I’d see you as someone I could be,
You’ll see, you’ll set me free.
When you’re with me you’re always alone with me
You’re always home alone with me, your clone,
There is a picture of you, a view, a picture,
Have you ever seen the like before?
Behold this vision taking pride of place (aah)
A vivid reproduction of my face (aah)
REPEAT CHORUS
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3. |
Hey Stranger
05:10
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HEY STRANGER
Hey stranger, I ain’t seen you in some time
And I’m wonderin’ how ya are
It’s been an age since we spoke, And I’m wonderin’ where you coulda been
Or what you’ve done or who you’ve seen
Or where ya might be now
I pray you’ll speak these words to me somehow
Hey stranger, I wish that I could see the celebration in your eyes
The soul and the expression, and the joy that I depend upon
The wisdom I relied on, may be absent for today
I hold that thought but still you slip away
Winding down, as the circus heads straight out of town
The bright side is awaiting your arrival
But fate returns you again
Is destiny a lie
Hey there stranger, I found a letter that you wrote me back some time ago
You had a million things to say coherently expressed,
Now all I’m left to do is second guess.
Round and round, see the circus heading back to town
The bright side singing songs of our survival
Will fate returns us again
Or leave us high and dry
Heaven, Hell, Earth, sea and shore,
From the surface to the core
A nation screams and shouts for more.
(and then everybody starts singing like this)
Ba-ba-ba etc
Hey stranger,
I dreamt about you once again,
A picture of the past,
And all the places that we played,
Whatever, I’ll remember you this way.
Ba – ba – ba etc
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Saving It All For A Saturday
First one up the brickworks will be captain for the afternoon
The car parks been abandoned now the works have been shut down
A taste in moderation, sister slips into a coma
And she wakes with muddy finger marks beneath her new white blouse
And no wonder all the shops are hiring thugs to gyard te doors
It’s not what the came to the country for
They were hoping for a little bit more than this
Underneath the TV set a stain upon the carpet
Barely covered by the VHS that nobody can work
Empty cans of kestrel by the cigarette burned sofa
Now there’s extra medication every evening down the pub
Oh Lord another mouth to feed that no one can afford
One more to fill the lines and numbers
Oh we’re saving it all for a Saturday
All of the family and everybody else
The weekends coming and I won’t be stopping in
All by myself
Almost 50cc of unbridled teen rebellion
When the boys all ride together to the sound of angry bees
Postman flips a finger to the girl upon the corner
Who’s been hanging out her nighty with her fanny in the breeze
On board the number thirty to the other sound of town
You’re one more among the endless faces
Oh we’re saving it all for a Saturday
All of the family and everybody else
The weekends coming and I won’t be stopping in
All by myself
The weekends coming and I won’t be stopping in
All by myself
Clones by starlight
We’ll be home by sunrise
Oh - saving it all for a Saturday
All of the family and everybody else
The weekends coming and I won’t be stopping in
All by myself
Yeah - Oh we’re saving it all for a Saturday
All of the family and everybody else
The weekends coming and I won’t be stopping in
All by myself
The weekends coming and I won’t be stopping in
All by myself
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5. |
Paper, Scissors, Stone
04:01
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Paper Stone Scissors
When did the chosen few then become a crowd
People forgive me I’m thinking out aloud
About all who are stolen as time marches by
How to decide who’s to live or to die
Back in a time when I couldn’t give a damn
Blissfully unaware of my fellow man
I would dream of the future and all I could be
Assuming that you’d all still be there with me
CHORUS
In the skies the dictator I despise will gun you down
Breeding chaos all around
Good die young, Is your work here never done
Now satisfied? There’s a tyrant in the sky
Boys and girls just soldier on – blissfully young
How does one make these decisions of a day
Are there accomplices to they have a say on
Who gets it or who has to sit this one out
Paper, stone scissors heads up its your shout
MIDDLE EIGHT
I saw the signs from a very young age
When they said that “they’re coming to take me away”
Oh so sinister the innocence of youth.
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Empires, Buildings and Acquisitions
Mmm….mm..mm.m…mm..mm.mmm.mm
Black smoke, the chimneys choking and the TV growls,
It’s all but broken
This closed space, is almost taken up but we don’t mind
No one breaks it up
The points conceded – We’ve a little bit less than needed
But all in all the roof is sound the walls can hold a tune
And we’re happy where we are
Until the stars ignite the oceans and the earth is a glow
You can try your best to move us on but we won’t go
And you can’t say fairer than that
No you can’t say fairer than that
And when the sun goes down and they’re coming through the windows
Be clear and fearless
Black heart, Midas fingers and he strides the world with a smell that lingers
And he won’t back down and he won’t be broken
And he’ll shut your mouth – if you’re outspoken
And he won’t come to discuss
He’ll shoot you from a distance with a blunderbuss
And all the while the country gents discreetly turn away
While the odds are stacked against us see the
Policemen hidden in the sand dunes (ah ah ah ah)
You bought protection for your pitch and putt
Who show the diggers to the backyards dig it up
You should know better than that
Yes you should know better than that
And when the sun goes down and they’re coming through the windows
In twilight, does nobody see you at all?
Does nobody see you at all?
Empires, buildings and acquisitions
With your goons for hire and your paid permissions
Oh we won’t back down to your cold ambition
Though we can’t compete with your ammunition
You’re a big, bad, bowl of wrong
So take it on the chin son and move along
For while the roof is good and strong the walls will hold this tune
Though you lie when your denied you know
You should know better than that
Yes you should know better than that
And when the sun goes down and they’re coming through the windows
They’ll be coming through the windows (when the sun goes down)
They’ll be coming through the windows (when the sun goes down)
They’ll be coming through the windows (when the sun goes down)
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Where The Memories Fester
Midnight flight, check my vision, count the rhythm of the Devil’s own time
Rhythmic heart ripples forming with obedience suppressing my fight
Raise my glass to the tenderness of summer grass release my senses
Bid farewell to the misery of
Bathing in your tears – The tenderness of years
The docile and the dumb – The joy that never comes
The dreams of disappointment shut the doors on all your aspirations
The tears that burn your cheeks – The pain endured for weeks
The noise inside your head - The screaming of the dead
The yearning for the other side - The comfort when you’re suicidal
Ooh ooh etc
Roses gather dust – The sordid taste of lust
The aftermath of love, that took you from above
And threw you to the floor devoid of dignity your heart beats no more
Bathing in your pain – Your misery their gain
They dance into the dark – You’re drifting from your mark
The ever-present chaos, the inevitable has no meaning
Kick down the door
Don’t let them in (Just me)
Let me escape from the chains
Where the memories fester
Kick down the door
Don’t let them in (Just me)
Let me escape from the chains
Where the memories fester (memories fester)
Ah ah ah ah ah etc
Midnight flight, check my vision, count the rhythm of the Devil’s own time
Rhythmic heart ripples forming with obedience suppressing my fight
Kick down the door
Don’t let them in (Just me)
Let me escape from the chains
Where the memories fester
Midnight flight, check my vision, count the rhythm of the Devil’s own time
Rhythmic heart ripples forming with obedience suppressing my fight
Kick down the door
Don’t let them in (Just me)
Let me escape from the chains
Where the memories fester
Kick down the door
Don’t let them in (Just me)
Let me escape from the chains
Where the memories fester (memories fester)
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8. |
Twilight Subplot
03:38
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TWILIGHT SUB-PLOT
It scares me,
The tricks my thoughts display when deep in slumber,
I sell out my soul,
The twilight sub-plot pulls me under,
From the outside in I strive to win the battles I don’t have the
Nerve to fight in my life,
Will these actions then destroy my karma
Or even tear out my soul?
Once again
I can’t re-trace my steps for walking all over you
No focus, no reason, no compassion, no-one driving
From the outside in I strive to win the battles I don’t have the
Nerve to fight in my life,
If this autopilot gets the green light
I may just sink without trace.
One last dream before the
Twilight sub-plot pulls me under.
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9. |
Getting A Licence
03:43
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Getting A License
I feel an ocean coming over my emotional composure
And it won’t stop coming in
I took a taste from out of space
And now I’m wasted - face to face
With everyone I’ve ever been
Taking it all on one day
Sleeping it off ‘til Sunday
Saving the suit ‘til Monday arrives
I’m alive
Ooh oh ooh oh
But I’ll be getting a license
Ooh oh ooh oh
Yeah I’ll be getting a license
It’s what we do, the chosen few
And I’ll be getting a license, getting a license soon
This information keeps me stationery
Rooted to the ground – see how the walls are coming in
Escaping all this mess impossible – everything you know is wrong
Surprise, surprise – you’re on your own again
Taking it all on one day
Sleeping it off ‘til Sunday
Saving the suit ‘til Monday arrives
I’m alive
Ooh oh ooh oh
But I’ll be getting a license
Ooh oh ooh oh
Yeah I’ll be getting a license
It’s what we do, the chosen few
And I’ll be getting a license, getting a license soon
Ahhhhhh……. Ahhhhhh
Back to where it all begins
Strike the band and start again
And I’m gone
But I don’t know where I’ve been
Ooh oh ooh oh
And I’ll be getting a license
Ooh oh ooh oh
Yeah I’ll be getting a license
It’s what we do, the chosen few
And I’ll be getting a license, getting a license soon
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10. |
Clean
05:21
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Clean
Clean – She sliced into the seam - The undisputed queen
The ghost in my machine
Black – A surgical attack - She always had the knack
She threw my pieces back
You have to choose to overcome
And when the moments been and gone you let it go
You’ve got it all to do
And if it’s only in your mind
Maybe I’m cruel just to be kind
When it’s over – Make it clean
There is no remedy – To end this misery
You have to keep it clean
You push to keep it breathing - The consequence of dreaming
Keep this clean
Accused – I watched her every move - The judge did not approve
He told me I’m confused
The facts – She stopped me in my tracks - And told me to relax
Then knifed me in my back
There is no gesture you could make
There is no perfect thing to say that's going to change the way this must play out
And if it’s hard to comprehend, well every story has to end
When it’s over – Keep it clean
There is no remedy - To end this misery
You have to keep it clean
The consequence of dreaming, you push to keep it breathing
Keep this clean
Rage arrives then dissipates
Blurs the edge between love and hatred when it’s colder than before
I don’t believe you know - I don’t believe that you know
So keep it clean
The cry becomes a scream - Goodbye to self esteem
You should have kept this clean
When love becomes obsession - And all about possession
You've got to make it clean
You push to keep it breathing - The consequence of dreaming
We’ve got to make it clean.
Na na – na na na na na na etc
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