Альбом Edwyn Collins

Don't try so hard to be different
The cracks are beginning to show
You drift like a cloud through the festival crowd
In a frock coat from Saville Row
You've just been an all-night party
Where I have to admit it takes pluck
To go out on the floor and proclaim "What a bore"
In a T-shirt that reads "Disco Sucks"
Yes, here he comes, the not-so-young
Pretender to the Throne
He's singing "Rag, Momma, Rag"
Won't you give that poor dog a bone?
And he's wondering why we can't connect
When he's sworn to us that he's totally wrecked
On the rustic charm that he affects
On a public schoolboy whim
With a raggle taggle plastic gypsy
Robert Zimmerframe
With a synthesized accordian
A-scramblin' up my brain
With a fiddle-dee-dee a fiddle on high
Excuse me folks while I kiss the sky
Or at any rate give it one more try
Before I die
Before I die

The overrated hit the stage
Overpaid and over here
And their idea of counter-culture's
Momma's charge account at Sears
And they're wondering why we can't connect
With the ritual of the trashed guitar
One more paltry empty gesture
The ashes of a burned out star
Yes here they come, both old and young
A contact low or high
The gathering of the tribes descending
Vultures from a caustic sky
The rotting carcase of July
An ugly sun hung out to dry
You gorgeous hippy dreams are dying
Your frazzled brains are putrifying
Repackaged, sold and sanitizied
The devil's music exorcised
You live, you die, you lie, you lie, you die
Perpetuate the lie
Perpetuate the lie
Perpetuate the lie
Just to perpetuate the lie

Yes yes yes it's the summer festival the truly detestable summer festival
Yes yes yes it's the summer festival the truly detestable summer festival
Yes yes yes it's the summer festival the truly detestable summer festival
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I've never known a girl like you before
Now, just like in a song from days of yore
Here you come a-knocking, knocking on my door
And I've never met a girl like you before

You give me just a taste so I want more
Now my hands are bleeding and my knees are raw
'Cause now you got me crawling, crawling on the floor
And I've never known a girl like you before

You made me acknowledge the devil in me
I hope to God I'm talking metaphorically
Hope that I'm talking alegorically
Know that I'm talking about the way I feel
And I've never known a girl like you before
Never, never, never, never
Never known a girl like you before

This old town's changed so much
Don't feel that I belong
Too many protest singers
Not enough protest songs
And now you've come along
Yes, you've come along
And I've never met a girl like you before

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Make me feel again
five twenty five on a monday morning
I'm lying on my unmade bed
outside these walls there's a new day dawning
as the sky turns from black to red
but I can't sleep a wink
am I losing control
I'm doubled up in agony
won't you help me unfold
don't need no forward planner
I'm acting on a whim
just need your bedside manner
to make me well again
don't need no easy glamour
that much I figured out
forget this melodrama
because what its all about is the...
the way you turned your head
when I called your name
all I need's your love
to make me feel again
the way you turned your head
when I called your name
all I need's your love
to make me feel again
six twenty six on a monday evening
and I make for the great outdoors
and I can't seem to shake off this restless feeling
I doubt I can take much more
No I can't live this life
am I losing my mind
I'm twisted up inside
so won't you help me unwind?
don't need no forward planner
I'm acting on a whim
just need your bedside manner
so will you let me in?
don't need no easy glamour
that much I figured out
forget this melodrama
cos what its all about is the...
the way you turned your head
when I called your name
all I need's your love
to make me feel again
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