1. |
Death Bed
05:02
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DEATH BED
I'm sorry for all the girls I've made cry
I'm sorry there weren't just one or two more
I'm sorry that now I'm going to die
Without ever knowing what it was for
Forgive me you priests forgive me my sins
Forgive me for laughing and taking the piss
But if you can't forgive all of these things
Forgive me just one, forgive me for this
I have no regrets
Not the arrows of love
Nor the splinters of trying
Nor the cabers of defeat
Well I've done what I can
And I'll sing and I'll sing
I was too thin for a thief
But too scarred to be trusted
So what else could I do
But sing all day through
And now this glorious day
Takes the light and the colours away
Prop me up on this bed where I lay
And let me have one last chance to say
Fuck you Reverend Bishop
Fuck you all to hell
Fuck you and the lies that you tell
Fuck you all my ex-lovers
The good the bad and the others
Fuck you so long and farewell
Ah but come when they bury me
And please no hypocrisy
Don't let my death change your point of view
Say prayers at my death
But under your breath
Say fuck you Philip Jeays
Fuck you
I'm sorry for all the hopes that I've lost
Through laziness or impatience or hate
I'm sorry if sorry isn't enough
I'm sorry if sorry has come too late
Forgive me this smile this grimace this grin
Forgive me this arse your money can kiss
Forgive me the dreams that wouldn't give in
But most of all forgive me for this
I have no regrets
I've ordered the waves
Away from the beaches
And watched my feet grow wet
And laughed all the more
And I'll sing and I'll sing
All the songs I have left
Until I stop singing
And the dirt beneath my nails
Can scratch out no more
And now this glorious day
Takes the light and the colours away
Prop me up on this bed where I lay
And let me have one last chance to say
Fuck you Holy Sister
Oh yes I'm nothing if not fair
So fuck you too just as deep and as far
Fuck you all you who heckled me
From here to eternity
Fuck you go buy your own guitar
Ah but come when they bury me
And please no hypocrisy
Don't let my death change your point of view
Stand right at the front
Call the vicar a cunt
And say fuck you
You were shit Philip Jeays
Fuck you
But now leave me alone
Let me go on my own
As that voice calls me in strong and true
And let me shout back
Through the cold and the black
Fuck you
Death
Fuck you
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2. |
London
03:26
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LONDON
Ripping the hours from the mean of Greenwich
Running the ripples from shore to shore
Stealing the dreams from the eyes of the rich
Picking the love from the teeth of the poor
Forging the ranks of the cankered noblesse
Scratching the hands from the face of Big Ben
Kissing the walls with a tattooed caress
Touching St Paul's with a fractured amen
Making a wish that you already know
Catching my breath watching as you go
From Heathrow
Pushing the bridges through bridges of rain
Bridging the bridges with bridges of grey
Sewing the new to the strings of champagne
Weaving the old with the threads of decay
Holding the clouds on the brink of their death
Holding the Palace the hands of St James
Holding the wind holding my breath
Holding you close in my arms again
Walking in dreams through Hyde Park in the snow
Holding your hand laughing as we go
Down Rotten Row
Holding the days that the years postpone
Holding the leaves that the winters dethrone
Holding the lives that the gutters disown
Holding my heart London my home
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3. |
Idiots In Uniforms
03:44
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IDIOTS IN UNIFORMS
In days at school I played the fool
As dumb as I could be
My shirt and tie
Were all awry
Though they looked alright to me
But oh my teachers were distressed
To see me looking such a mess
Rebellion left them unimpressed
And oh those clothes
They made me join the school cadets
All berets and shiny boots
They said the khaki army will set you up
For the army dressed in suits
And get ready for inspection
Everybody stand to attention
Ooh look Sergeant Major's got an erection
Oh what a thrill for
Idiots in uniforms
Some are made and some are born
They live their lives in little swarms
Idiots in uniforms
Idiots in uniforms
But all the same
The day soon came
To leave them all behind
And it was no surprise
When my demise
Led to the unemployment line
But oh the job club were distressed
To see me looking such a mess
My mohican left them unimpressed
And oh those clothes
Why not join the Police Force
They need good men like you
But I've got a sense of humour
And that would never do
For who are we sir? Michael Schumacher?
And this car sire is this your vehicle?
Are you black sir? That's illegal
Oh for the wit of
Idiots in uniforms
Some are made and some are born
They live their lives in little swarms
Idiots in uniforms
Idiots in uniforms
So with my guitar
I made a start
On my glittering career
I climbed and climbed
Up through the ranks
And finally I'm here
But oh Za Za was so distressed
To see me looking such a mess
Of course my songs left her unimpressed
And oh those clothes
Get yourself down Kensington
And buy yourself some gear
But I'd rather walk round naked
Than have to sit and hear
Oh do you like it? It's really super
'Course it's all pure natural fibre
Cost a fortune down Hyper Hyper
God give me strength for
Idiots in uniforms
Some are made and some are born
They live their lives in little swarms
Idiots in uniforms
Idiots in uniforms
Oh I'll be a traitor
I'll betray my King
I'll be a burglar
I'll go breaking in
I'll be a tramp
God I'll be anything
But never let me be
An idiot in uniform
Some are made and some are born
They live their lives in little swarms
Idiots in uniforms
Idiots in uniforms...
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4. |
The Knife
03:32
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THE KNIFE
I'm keeping a knife
Where nobody knows
I'm keeping it safe
And I'm keeping it sharp
And maybe I'll kill
And maybe I won't
The man that you run to
When you think no-one sees
Then maybe the mornings
Would feel less like evenings
And maybe the evenings
Would feel less like death
And maybe the summers
Would feel less like winters
If I put an end
To the lies and the cheating
But still I remember
Those days in the summer
Laughing and dancing
The hours away
And still I remember
When I first kissed you
Still I remember that night
Everyday....
I'm keeping a knife
Where nobody knows
I'm keeping it safe
And I'm keeping it sharp
And maybe I'll kill
And maybe I won't
The man that you run to
When you think no-one sees
For so many years
I've waited and waited
There by the window
For you to come in
And tell me how often
You found me sleeping
And opened my eyes
With the sweetest of kisses
But still I remember
Those days in the summer
Laughing and dancing
The hours away
And still I remember
When I first kissed you
Still I remember that night
Everyday....
I'm keeping a knife
Where nobody knows
I'm keeping it safe
And I'm keeping it sharp
And maybe I'll kill
And maybe I won't
The man that you run to
That bastard you run to
For the bastard you run to
Is me
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5. |
When The Sun Goes In
04:54
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WHEN THE SUN GOES IN
The day awakes across the plain
And settles on the buildings there
And high above stone angels curl their wings
While far below in this grand Italian square
There is a man who stands and shouts
When the sun goes in and his shadow disappears
He shouts until the sun comes out
Till the sun comes out and his shadow reappears
And we know nothing of his life
And we know nothing of his fears
Or how he sleeps at night
And only lovers cry for him
For only lovers know the pain
Of what happens in the brain
When the sun goes in
And no-one knows or they forget
The whats and whys that bring him here today
And people stand and stare and yet
Don't we all shout our fears in our own way
Don't diggers whistle at the grave
Don't rich men laugh and cowards lie
Don't soldiers roar through poppy fields
Don't drunkards curse the turning sky
Don't singers sing their simple songs
Don't sinners whisper in the dark
Don't children cry when they are lost
And women wail and stray dogs bark
And don't poets write on walls
Don't the guilty laugh too well
And don't hooligans betray
Their numbness with each yell
Listen above the wind
Above the pride before the fall
Above the brief disguise of smiles
And you can hear within us all
There is a man who stands and shouts
When the sun goes in and his shadow disappears
He shouts until the sun comes out
Till the sun comes out and his shadow reappears
And we know nothing of his life
And we know nothing of his fears
Or how he sleeps at night
And only lovers cry for him
For only lovers know the pain
Of what happens in the brain
When the sun goes in
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6. |
I'll Never Be A Patriot
02:54
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I'LL NEVER BE A PATRIOT
Every country in the world
Teaches every boy and girl
That their country is the best
So different to all the rest
But who can't see the irony
Of teaching them this fallacy
When the only seeds it plants inside
Are the binding weeds of national pride
So whether you love your land or not
I don't care I'm not a patriot
We all live on bits of rock
I'll never be a patriot
Line me up and have me shot
I'll never be a patriot
See the politicians smile
They've taught you well along the while
They fill your heads with all that crap
About your place upon the map
So when the soldiers pack their bags
You sing your songs and wave your flags
Like clockwork toys in a trance
They wind you up and watch you dance
So whether you love your land or not
I don't care I'm not a patriot
We all live on bits of rock
I'll never be a patriot
Line me up and have me shot
I'll never be a patriot
So pick your name from off the list
Are they a separatist
A hero or a terrorist
Or just a young idealist
And think about the bombs they plot
The bodies that they leave to rot
And remember each no matter what
Will tell you I'm a patriot
So whether you love your land or not
I don't care I'm not a patriot
We all live on bits of rock
I'll never be a patriot
Line me up and have me shot
I'll never be a patriot
And if one day it falls to me
To die for man's stupidity
I'll fight against a cause I hate
The cause maybe but not the state
For men are men we're all the same
No matter what our country's name
It's only leaders fuck you up
Trying to keep themselves on top
So whether you love your land or not
I don't care I'm not a patriot
We all live on bits of rock
I'll never be a patriot
Line me up and have me shot
I'll never be a patriot
So whether you love your land or not
I don't care I'm not a patriot
We all live on bits of rock
I'll never be a patriot
Line me up and have me shot
I'll never be a patriot
Whether I love this land or not
I'll never be a patriot
I'll never be a patriot
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7. |
The Last Dance
04:12
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THE LAST DANCE
Dancing around
With a love that you've found
Then before you know
The time's come to go
And this is the end of the affair
Caught unawares
Like musical chairs
When the melody stops
And everything drops
And this is the end of the affair
Time and again
Turning in vain
The games are the same
As when we were young
But how great a lie
Is once bit twice shy
When you gaze in the eyes
Of your next great defeat...
Dancing along
For the length of a song
Holding on tight
Till they turn on the light
And this is the end of the affair
Holding on blind
To all you can find
Like blind mans buff
You take the rough with the rough
And this is the end of the affair
Day after day
We swear not to play
The games we would play
When we were young
But day after day
The words that we say
All drift away
In the arms of another last dance...
Dancing slow
With the lights burning low
Till her hand in your hand
Becomes the hand for the band
And this is the end of the affair
Left to right
Pass the parcel all night
And with every new game
You lose a layer of shame
And this is the end of the affair
But the memories soon fade
Like tears in the shade
In the games that we played
When we were young
For we know in advance
That every last dance
Is the very last chance
To fall in love
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8. |
Olivier
04:32
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OLIVIER
Olivier
A wicked wind strikes up across the day
Over sodden fields that fade away
Into the grey of the dawn
Olivier
It's been pissing down since break of day
Spinning coins across the alleyway
Olivier
And everything looks a little grey today
We don't care
We stand out in the rain
We don't care
We are strange
We are from the north
Olivier
Open your eyes it could be wonderful
Open your eyes it will be wonderful
Just to see the falling rain
Once again
Olivier
So where the hell are you today
I've been waiting here since break of day
Olivier
And everything looks a little grey today
We don't care
We stand out in the rain
We don't care
We are strange
We are from the north
Olivier
Open your eyes it could be wonderful
Open your eyes it will be wonderful
Just to see the falling rain
Once again
Olivier
Open your eyes it could be wonderful
Open your eyes it will be wonderful
Just to see the falling rain
Once again
Olivier
I know you won't be here today
I know that you died yesterday
So Olivier
Let the thunder be your drums today
Let the wind and rain take you away
Death will keep you dry
So will I
Goodbye
Olivier
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9. |
Midnight In Trieste
04:32
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MIDNIGHT IN TRIESTE
And how the lightning lights again
All those memories of you
The hailstones on the glass
The skylight cracked in two
The little room beneath the eaves
Where the rain came dripping in
The stories of my life
I wrote upon your skin
The days when we gave up
The nights when we gave in
How every drop of rain
Takes me back again
And it's midnight in Trieste
And I can see your face again
And there's nothing but the wind
Howling through my veins
And the tears in my eyes
Mingle with the rain
And the smell of your perfume
And the thunder of the trains
And you say you'd better go
And when I kiss you you say don't
And when I say we'll meet again
You say you fool you know we won't
And the guard begins to shout
And the bell begins to ring
And you hold me close and whisper
Remember when you sing
Sing this song for me
For the Caffe Copenhagen
For the lights across the square
For the cherry blossom garden
And as the blossoms fall
As they will day by day
Amore mio un giorno
Ti dimenticherai di me
You said I would forget you
And though I've done my best
With sailor's wives and whisky
When it rains
It's always midnight in Trieste
And now the mornings seize no more
The gentle whispers of your scent
Sometimes I think we hardly knew
What we were or what it meant
And now everywhere I look
I see the ghosts of you
In the fog of every face
In everything I do
And I know what people say
And God knows I know it's true
That men so often make
The shadows they pursue
And it's midnight in Trieste
And I can see your face again
And there's nothing but the wind
Howling through my veins
And the tears in my eyes
Mingle with the rain
And the smell of your perfume
And the thunder of the trains
And you say you'd better go
And when I kiss you you say don't
And when I say we'll meet again
You say you fool you know we won't
And the guard begins to shout
And the bell begins to ring
And you hold me close and whisper
Remember when you sing
Sing this song for me
For the Caffe Copenhagen
For the lights across the square
For the cherry blossom garden
And as the blossoms fall
As they will day by day
Amore mio un giorno
Ti dimenticherai di me
You said I would forget you
And though I've done my best
With sailor's wives and whisky
When it rains
It's always midnight in Trieste
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10. |
Ruben Garcia
06:42
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RUBEN GARCIA
The midday sun burns white
A seething weight of heat
Drips across the silent rooves
And lies thick in the street
Everyone sweats and sleeps
And all but for a child
Crying in the savage heat
Is quiet and nothing moves
And in the market square
Alone a dog lies panting there
Abandoned to the sun
And outside the town
Down by the little stream
Hidden by the willow trees
A body sways in the breeze
Oh and his eyes still stare
Though his bloodied hands are cold
And all is quiet on the slope
Save the creaking of the rope
The rope that hangs Ruben Garcia
The rope that offers him to the sun
While at home his wife lies in bed
With a lover beside her and blood on her head
And you killed her Ruben Garcia
For some boneless affair for some fillet of love
I know you loved her Ruben Garcia
But did you really think that could ever be enough?
Oh and the sun beats down so hard
You'd swear it could burn the very rocks themselves
Oh and the world moves on
Living forgiving and lying and dying and
Oh but the truth is the same
To love is to give and to give is a dangerous gane
For if a man would laugh at love
How often that laughter will ripple like tears
And if a man would cry for love
Then best he cry quickly than throw away all those years
As I have thrown them away
But that story will keep well enough for another day
For there in the little room
On the bed two bodies lie
He still seems to hide his face
She stares blindly into space
Oh and as a gentle breeze
Wafts the curtains by
The only noise is the crickets click
And the clocks down stairs that softly tick
The clocks he made Ruben Garcia
The clocks he made to time their love
The hours the days the times the ways
The clocks he made to pay for her love
And you killed her Ruben Garcia
For some boneless affair for some fillet of love
I know you loved her Ruben Garcia
But did you really think that could ever be enough?
Oh and the sun beats down so hard
You'd swear it could melt the very rocks themselves
Oh and the world moves on
Living forgiving and lying and dying and
Oh but the truth is the same
To love is to give and to give is a dangerous game
For if a woman is a beautiful flower
How often that fruit is so bitter to taste
If you pay with love or just by the hour
Well you only learn from the time that you waste
And oh well I have to say I had her too
But you know what men will do for love Ruben Garcia
Better than most you know what men will do
As you swing hanging there
Taut and tight and dead
As a distant church bell says
They won't have found them yet
Still she lies cold and bare
His face a mask of shock
As their blood slowly dries
Upon the bedroom clock
And still the dog lies in the square
Half asleep but still aware
Of the lizards playing there
In the crumbling fountain wall
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11. |
Love You Madly
03:44
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LOVE YOU MADLY
A thousand valentines I've rehearsed for you
But each time right on cue
I forget my lines
Words fall from my lips
Clumsy as in gloves
Though I think in doves
Words come out like ostriches
And run
Off my tongue
And the moment's gone
Wait
Won't you stay
Long enough
For me to say
How I love you madly
Love you madly
Love you madly
Am I insane?
Take me to your heart
Ragged as I am
Try to understand
I've loved you from the start
Take a little time
Get to know me well
For only time will tell
Whether I'm a dreamer
And a fool
Loving you
Madly as I do
Look
Look at me
Shaking here
Oh can't you see
How I love you madly
Love you madly
Love you madly
Am I insane?
Or just a little weak
For this battle that I seek
Oh shall I never speak again?
No
No I'm a fool
But this fool
Is asking you
Will you love me
Love me
Love me
Love me madly too
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