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* | The Same God (hidden track) |
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Remember me with a smile on my face
replace the tears in your memory with
two heroic arms that twisted lids from jars
and dragged you home after drinking in the park
Remember me with the wind in my sails
replace the night nurse that sits at my bedside
with a whistling heart, that played piano in the dark
and cheered you every step of the way
I still thirst for romance, I still thirst for romance
and the sand between my toes
darling I, I seen demons dancing, I seen demons dancing
across factory floors
Remember me holding court in Henry's bar
poking holes in the so-called left
buried my mother, father, sister, brother, lover
So why'd they treat me like a child?
I still thirst for romance, I still thirst for romance
and the sand between my toes
darling I, I seen demons dancing, I seen demons dancing
across factory floors
I still thirst for romance, I still thirst for romance
and the sand between my toes
darling I, I seen demons dancing, I seen demons dancing
across factory floors
I still thirst for romance and the sand between my toes
darling, I seen demons dancing
across these factory floors
floors, floors
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It'll get you on the last bus home
get you at the discount bend
it'll get youon the old dance floor
get you as the party ends
Oh 4am, is the time when you were mine
frozen in deepest sleep, for only i to keep
now there aint no hiding place on earth
that loneliness aint been first
It'll get you hanging out your clothes
get you as you wash your hair
it'll get you as your're making plans
catch you trying to climb the stairs
oh 4am is the time when you were mine
frozen in deepest sleep, watching the morning creep
now there ain't no hiding place on earth
that loneliness ain't been first
hard times, hole in my heart, who stole the sun and
left me alone again
give me a guiding light, a stretch of sky and a hand on
my shoulder singing
hard times, hole in my heart, who stole the sun and
left me alone again
give me a guiding light, a stretch of sky and a hand on
my shoulder
Oh 4am is the time when were mine
frozen in deepest sleep,for only i to keep
now there ain't no place on earth
That loneliness ain't been first
Oh no, there ain't no hiding place on earth
that loneliness ain't been first, been first, been first
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Angel eyes, strike a match and set this city alight
All of my life I have been pondering the good done
doing right
Won't you be my mountain bird?
Forget all you've seen and heard here
Change your name and cut your hair
Spread your wings across my window
Don�t go chasing that green back dollar
There was a time, when I'd sing my songs with a
mouthful of rain
Now I'm a cut price criminal
First goes your heart, there goes the shame
Won't you be my mountain bird?
Forget all you've seen and heard here
Change your name, change your name and cut your hair
Spread your wings across my window
Don�t go chasing that green back dollar
Button up boy, toughen up boy, learn to destroy
But when all my tears have run dry
Oh who am I to tell my grief to
Fight, like a dog, with a big ass bone you'll still be
a dog
Kid with a dumbbell ego, shootin' at the neighbours
For a borrowed God
Won't you be my mountain bird?
Forget all you've seen and heard here
Change your name, change your name and cut your hair
Spread your wings across my window
Don�t go chasing that green back dollar
The green back dollar
Who am I to tell my grief to?
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God knows what is hiding in that weak and drunken heart
I guess you kissed the girls and made them cry
those Hardfaced Queens of misadventure
God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken eyes
a Fiery throng of muted angels
Giving love and getting nothing back
People help the people
And if your homesick, give me your hand and i'll hold it
People help the people
And nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
i'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned, all those good hearts away
God knows what is hiding, in that world of little consequence
Behind the tears, inside the lies
A thousand slowly dying sunsets
God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
I guess the loneliness came knocking
No on needs to be alone, oh save me
People help the people
And if your homesick, give me your hand and i'll hold it
People help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned, all those good hearts away
People help the people
And if your homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned, all those good hearts away
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Blind me with distraction
Build a frontier across the void
All tomorrow been destroyed, in a breath
I moved out to the country
And I saw the scenery shake
As a summer parade meets it�s death
And God�s assassins rode back into town
And paved their way upon the cold ground
Roses help me to pretend
Blushing brides and cosmonauts
Don�t meet their bitter end
Give me grace oh Mother
I have rumbled quite a feast
Traced the footsteps of a Priest in the snow
But in my mind�s picture of every face I�ve ever loved
Travel lightly suck their blood before they go
And God�s assassins rode back into town
And paved their way upon the cold ground
Roses help me to pretend
Blushing brides and cosmonauts
Don�t meet their bitter end
Roses, roses, cannot do this any more
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My heart ain't broken 'cause that implies
It was ever in one piece before tonight
Paradise is poison in my veins
Winter runs its fingers through the vapours that remain
Burn your books in the car
Fix your eyes on a star
imagine you can handle the lies
Of a beautiful girl
Wrapped in black icy curls
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down
None of these roads ever lead
Ever gonna lead to your door
God knows I've been here before and
I don't need no long walk home down a loveless parade
Seems I was born in a dead man's suit
I was born in a dead man's suit
Druken old Olympian in the blocks
Lousy on the trigger and his eye ain't on the clock
Feed me like a monkey and I'll swing
Deep inside the canopy where fire and ice are king
Burn your books in the car
Fix your eyes on a star
And imagine you can handle the loss
Of a beautiful girl
Wrapped in black icy curls
Though your thoughts are like broken glass dragging you down
None of these roads ever lead
Ever gonna lead to your door
God knows I've been here before and
I don't need no long walk home down a loveless parade
Seems I was born in a dead man's suit
I was born in a dead man's suit
Sister quick pull the cord
There's a horse on the ward
With a mouthful of diamonds for teeth
In a dusty old cape stands a man in its wake
Singing I got a woman that loves like an ocean and
None of these roads ever lead
Ever gonna lead to your door
God knows I've been here before and
I don't need no long walk home down a loveless parade
Seems I was born in a dead man's suit
I was born in a dead man's suit
Under trees that bear no fruit
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I'm gonna drag you down with me
I'll take you walking by the sea
And when I find a place to rest
I'll hold your head upon my chest
And I'm gonna drag you down with me
Another false alarm
All the kids are fighting round our town
I'm gonna crack the goldfish bowl
I wanna dance till the mailcarts show
And in the crossfire I can see
There is a light that shines on me
And I'm gonna drag you down with me
Another false alarm
All the kids are fighting round our town
I'm gonna drag you down with me
I'll take you walking by the sea
I'll deconstruct the sweetest sounds
With godless eyes I'll watch you drown
And I'm gonna drag you down with me
Another false alarm
All the kids are fighting round our town
Round our town
Round our town
Round our town
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15th heir to the ball and chain
House full of hungry kids to his name
Everything to lose and nothing to gain
Long reign Alfred the Great
Touched his toes down the company store
Scrubbed till he see his face in the floor
Lost his place to a foot in the door
Long reign Alfred the Great
He never been too good with words oh no
Said you don't need a Doctor you don�t need a Doctor to show
It's a hard, hard road
When your folks ain't cracked the code
And your tears don't put food on the plate, Alfred the Great watch out
Ever get the feeling you been stitched up?
Textbook case of bad, bad luck
There's a hole in your bucket and cracks in your cup
Long reign Alfred the Great
Touched his toes down the company store
Scrubbed till he see his face in the floor
He ain't gonna dance for the suits no more
Long reign Alfred the Great
He never been too good with words oh no
Said you don't need a Doctor you don�t need a Doctor to show
It's a hard, hard road
When your folks ain't cracked the code
And your tears don't put food on the plate, Alfred the Great watch out
It's a hard, hard road
When your folks ain't cracked the code
And your tears don't put food on the plate, and the
rent won't wait, oh no
It's a hard, hard road
When your folks ain't cracked the code
And your tears don't put food on the plate, Alfred the
Great watch out
Food on the plate, Alfred the Great watch out
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World without sound
can't you keep the noise down
'Else you gonna make the baby cry
Over split blood
heavens anyone would
think you had an axe to grind
Baby look out here come the Romans
with their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa
cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart
forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go
home
Hide the swag bag
quick before the tongues wag
cross your heart and claim a noble cause
Quote the scriptures
paint your pretty pictures
fleece them with your filthy paws
Baby look out here come the Romans
with their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa
cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart
forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go
home
Bad news spread fast and they're spreading,
they're spreading like a chip pan fire
we must confess
we ain't progressed
since Elvis has left the building a mess
World without sound
can't you keep the noise down
'Else you gonna make the baby cry
Over split blood
heavens anyone would
think you had an axe to grind
Baby look out here come the Romans
with their steely gaze they're climbing on your sofa
cheap veneers and a swinging brik for a heart
forked tongues same song we're tired and we wanna go
home
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By rights we should have been choking
On every world the preacher had us repeat
A stiff drink, and napkins in your handbag
The first aid of a three-time divorcee
Carried you home down through the subway
Where thrills are cheap and the kids roll down walls like paint
Borrowed gods been rubbing their backs on your windows
Your summers are haunted with memories of lovesick strays
Pick up your chin there's a saint on the mend
On the burned out estate for the bones that don't bend
Coming back, stealing hearts, pulling through
Brand fire new
Mary goes diving in at the deep end
At the sliding doors of the thirteenth floors she prays
She says night fall gently on the weekend
When tempers are high and all those frustrations displayed
Pick up your chin there's a saint on the mend
On the burned out estate for the bones that don't bend
Coming back, stealing hearts, pulling through
Brand fire new
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I'm hit, I'm down, I'm done, I'm dusted, I'm deadbeat
I am weak as a kitten, been strapped to the tracks of a train
I have danced with the drunks
and dodged all those filthy old whispers
But baby go give 'em hell, and tell them it came with a name
Brand fire new
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Meet me on the corner by the fire escape and I�ll be waiting,
Every inch of back roads that have put me here will disappear,
And I�d hold you in my arms,
Cold mathematics making its move on me now,
Peacocks on the chopping block and in the docks, my hopes are burning,
Beautiful and trivial and baby just out of reach,
So hear the unforgiven sounds,
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now,
Warm starts the great silence,
The only place I have left to go,
And I�d hold you in my arms,
Cold mathematics making its move on me now,
It�s funny how I always seem to alienate the people that I'm trying to impress,
One day I will learn to shine,
To the unforgiven sounds,
Of cold mathematics making its move on me now,
And I�d hold you in my arms,
Cold mathematics making its move on me now,
Cold mathematics making its move,
Cold mathematics making its move,
Cold mathematics making its move.
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