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James Dean Bradfield




Альбом James Dean Bradfield


The Great Western (27.07.2006)
27.07.2006
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I hear you've got some love to give away
And maybe it never belonged to you
So how come you know my name?

So it's closing time again
For the lost souls on a pilgrimage
I think I've been here somewhere before

That's no way to tell a lie
That's no way to tell a lie

I hear you've got something to say
But first you need some people to say it to
Just before you rise from the dead

So we crawl from the water's edge
Returning to dip our heads again
I'm back to where it all began

That's no way to tell a lie
That's no way to tell a lie

Sha la la la la

That's no way to tell a lie
That's no way to tell a lie

I hear you've got something to say
But first you need some people to say it to
Just before you rise from the dead

Sha la la la la

. . .


An officer and an english gentleman
Driving west to see who we are
A Kashmir coat
Just frowns and a smiling face
Well this is our home
Perhaps we're the same

Walking down the street again
With the sleeping bags under arms
And it feels like we're never going home

But you gave us more than we need my friend
And we're so happy
To be be at the door of an English gentleman
Yeah, an English gentleman

What mischief makes
Is confusion in a dreary man
But thats not your fault
You just understand That there are no lies
It's just the way we feel today
Well this is our home
perhaps we're the same

Now we're walking down the street again
With the sleeping bags and our friends
And it feels like we're never going home
But you gave us more than we needed friend
We were so happy
To be at the door of an English gentleman
Yeah, an English gentleman

But you gave us more than we needed friend
We were so happy
To be at the door of an English gentleman
An English gentleman
Yeah, an English gentleman

. . .


Bad boys and painkillers
Together like peas in a pod
Look at me just sticking around
The oxygen draining through my blood

Body crunched up and tight
Pounding and kicking me blind
Failing my body design
Digging trenches, looking for mines


(Bad boys and) Looking for a new way out
(Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love
(Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask
(Painkillers)

Bad boys and painkillers
Drags me down so I’m miserable
Buy some time, I’m coming unstuck
Leave me here, I’ll crawl my way back

Cold as statues with such grace
My head imprinted with your face
I long for longing in this place
It’s no so hard with some patience


(Bad boys and) Shaking like there’s no way out
(Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love
(Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask
(Painkillers)

Never complain or explain
Never felt lucky or shame
Microclimates and acid baths
Epic human achievement at last


(Bad boys and) Still shaking still shaking
(Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love
(Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask
(Painkillers)

. . .


I fall asleep to the national anthem
To break the spell of a winter night
For there is too much I could dream of
So turn off the TV and the lights

Because there's something coming
round the bend
You could catch it on a tape cassette
It's no joke and it's no lie
It's salvation and it's coming fast

On Thursday morning we will raise the world
On Friday night we will pay the price
A Ford Capri and a telephone
On Saturday morning we will rule the world

All you need to start a bonfire
Is the story of a short and tragic life
And you could see it past the treetops
In the second hand daylight
Second hand daylight

Because there's something coming
round the bend
You could catch it on a tape cassette
It's no joke and it's no lie
It's salvation and it's coming fast

On Thursday morning we will raise the world
On Friday night we will pay the price
A Ford Capri and a telephone
On Saturday morning we will rule the world

On Thursday morning we will raise the world
On Friday night we will pay the price
A Ford Capri and a telephone
On Saturday morning we will rule the world

. . .


I can see all the things that used to be there,
So much I wish I was suspended in a different time.
The radio waves are creeping along the corridor,
At thirty-three a minute we'd better stay inside.

Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the demons behind.
Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the devils behind.
Run run, Romeo run,
This is your last stand.
Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the demons behind.

The blue I wear is not so beautiful anymore,
There's always something in my mind that I should've done.
The radio waves are creeping along the corridor,
At thirty-three a minute we'd better stay inside.

Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the demons behind.
Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the devils behind.
Run run, Romeo run,
This is your last stand.
Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the demons behind.

Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the demons behind.
Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the devils behind.
Run run, Romeo run,
This is your last stand.
Run run, Romeo run,
Leave the demons behind

. . .


You're falling through the night and giving in to bad dreams,
where nothing is as it seems.

There's still a long way to go.

And the fading glorious night,
never seems to bring you home.
You think that this is your road.

There's still a long way to go.

I can't give you an A to Z, there's some things I just can't show.
Just try to disbelieve your eyes;
For this I surely know - there's a long way to go.

Like laughing in the dark, to keep the dogs at bay;
No matter what you might see, there's still a long way to go.

Cold comfort in the dawn, the dawn that brings you round, a pale light that you found, there's still a long way to go.

I can't give you an A to Z, there's some things I just can't show.
Just try to disbelieve your eyes;
For this I surely know - there's a long way to go.

You're falling through the night and giving in to bad dreams, where nothing is as it seems.

There's still a long way to go

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The clocks are broken
And my hair is changing colour now
And nothing ever changes on the Great Western
But you'll have me believe
There's no water in the river
But the box kicks and the swallow dives
Always makes me feel alive

And when the rain falls down
It feels like a holiday
A holiday
And as we cross the bridge
We should stay
We should stay

Twenty years of leaving
And you never knew the reasons
Two hundered miles of sleepers
Taking you nearer
To decide what you love
And what you don't hate
And follow the new bypass to from
where you came

And when the rain falls down
It feels like a holiday
A holiday
And as we cross the bridge
We should stay

. . .


So men are still at war in this land
For certain songs and certain dates
The tender gave way to the firebrand
And Europe gave way to the States

So now that money's all but scentless
Noses and consciences are clear
The pointless flowers can be dispensed with
To see a friend in tears

So our defeats are just reminders
Of death that waits behind it all
The body wilts before the mind does
Surprised to see how soon it falls

It's true our women have deceived us
All hunted species disappear
It's true we've shot the golden eagles
To see a friend in tears

It's true our cities are exhausted
Made by and for the middle aged
Our weakness gave them more than force did
We thought that love could cure a toothache

And in the underground we're drowning
Accelerating through the years
You think you'll find the truth by frowning
To see a friend in tears

It's true our mirrors don't show heroes
We lack the courage to be Jews
Without the elegance of Africa
With our youthful fireworks all defused

And all these men who are our brothers
Wonder why we don't want to hear
How their worst enemies are their lovers
To see a friend in tears

. . .


The doorbell of your house still bears your name,
But you'll never come back to this place.
You were sitting on your steps yesterday again,
I guess it's just an old neighbourhood thing.

You don't have to pray, because he knows my name,
So just remind yourself to say hello to the Pope,
To say hello to the Pope.

You can swear all you like but you're still such a beautiful girl,
Especially when you walk through that door in your Sunday best.
So just one more cigarette and a vodka for you,
I'll even dance the old town music for you.

You don't have to pray, because he knows my name,
So just remind yourself to say hello to the Pope,
To say hello to the Pope.

You don't have to pray, because he knows my name,
So just remind yourself to say hello to the Pope,
To say hello to the Pope

. . .


Please don’t ever tell me
I really don’t want to know
How it could have been different
If you would have had blue eyes

CHORUS:
To draw the perfect circle
And so the perfect girl
You came out of the half light
Surrendering your peace of mind

You chose the wrong beginning
To stand a chance of coming first
And now the only payback
Is that everybody wants to know

CHORUS:
How to draw the perfect circle
And be the perfect girl
You came out of the half light
Surrendering your peace of mind

. . .


We got directions but nowhere to go
So should we start to make our way back home
And forget the things we’ll never know
We got directions but nowhere to go

Should we follow the sunset or
Trust the stars and follow the road
Which way to Kyffin, we don’t know
We don’t know which way to go


We’ll paint ourselves a different life
We’ll paint ourselves a different life
We’ll paint ourselves a different life

The green and grey and red and white
The fading glow of this dark amber sky
He sits and prays for the light to die
To show the life hidden from our eyes

Where the sky is calling him
Where the light pours through his eyes
The sky hangs low and fakes its death
To share its memories one more time

We’ll paint ourselves a different life
We’ll paint ourselves a different life
We’ll paint ourselves a different life

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