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I’ve been messed round, kicked out of heaven
Made front page news, made friends with the devil
Where are you when I want you
I’ve been shown up with many diseases
Took twenty people to find the pieces
Where are you when I want you
So tell me where you’ve been
And tell me what you’ve seen
Strange as it may seem
I’ve been trying to keep it green
I spent six years living with heathens
Heard many stories but they had no meaning
Where are you when I want you
So tell me
where you’ve been
And tell me what you’ve seen
Strange as it may seem
I’ve been trying to keep it green
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So sure you know him well
But you don’t know anyone
You just know a moment.
You know its soon
But you don’t know when,
You can’t save everyone
You just watch them falling.
And as far as eyes can see
Its all reflected - nothing real,
For so long.
And as much as minds believe
There’s a truth I can deceive
No more.
You know the rules: don’t show, don’t tell.
If you don’t need anyone
Then you don’t get lonely.
Don’t want to play Remember When
I forget anyway,
I forget only.
And as empty as this seems
There’s a balance in between
All things.
And the patterns in our dreams
Are the simplest of all themes
We know….
We are pollen on the breeze,
We are mist upon the seas,
Trying to fit in
We’re the lost forgotten souls,
We’re the shadows on black holes
Trying to fit in
We are raindrops in a storm,
We’re the gaps within a swarm,
Trying to fit in
We’re an unfamiliar face,
We’re the echoes deep in space,
Trying to fit in
We’re the cracks within the clay,
We’re the rats within the hay,
Trying to fit in
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Little angels hide their toys,
So little demons they won’t find them.
Their halos slip, their wings are clipped,
They get the least desired assignments.
I pick up something sweet and roll it around,
I listen for a sound, I hear it ringing loud.
Yeah it I works better than I planned,
I can’t begin to understand the light within our hands.
Little boys they make believe,
They say that fairies own our garden.
Little girls snap daisy chains,
They try to feed the cats with starlings.
I pick up something sweet and roll it around,
I listen for a sound, I hear it ringing loud.
Yeah it I works better than I planned,
I can’t begin to understand the light within our hands.
It’s something, it’s something, it’s something precious
It’s something, it’s something, it’s something precious
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Someone once said your eyes looked like saucers
Just my cup of tea
Someone once said you were going to have twin daughters
Just have to wait and see
The first time I saw you I liked you right then
I like you even more now I know you're
Distantly related to John Glenn
It's amazing you're related to a famous explorer
But your family can't take a train without a drama
I can't believe you found John's name on Spacebook
He must have poked you in the eye
The first time I saw you I liked you right then
I like you even more now I know you're
Distantly related to John Glenn
Well I wonder would Jack be inspired
To travel to other worlds
It's unlikely to be Freya because
John Glenn says that space is not for girls
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Thank You God
04:26
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Thank you God for holy wars,
Cause peaceful life is such a bore
Thank you God for burning babies,
Scarlet fever, AIDS and rabies
Thank you God and I’m so grateful
But my daughter she’s disabled
Thank you God for staying focused
And sending us the plague of locusts
Thank you God you’re so fantastic
I’m drowning in a sea of plastic
Thank you God for being noble
And helping us create Chernobyl
But you made mankind so unkind
Maybe seven days was not enough time
But you made mankind so unkind
Too much fooling around with water and wine
You let me down again
You let me down again
Thank you God for your errant servants
Who ruin the lives of the undeserving
A child who died aged 45
Jack Daniels by his side
You let me down again
You let me down again
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Patience Says
04:47
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Every quiet moment I slip in to my room
I think of her and hope it happens soon
She’s telling me we shouldn't
I’m telling her we must
An endless war of virtue over lust
Patience dear, you know I try my best
My Patience dear, you put it to the test
Patience says maybe we should talk a while
We already talk too much
Patience says maybe we should walk a while
We must have walked for twenty miles
Patience says maybe we should slow things down
We already go too slow
Patience says maybe we should hold back now
I said ‘When you going to let go?’
She let’s me get so close, then she pushes me away
I overheat, its cold showers everyday
But still I wait my Patience, though my desires you thwart
I’ll sow the seeds of patience in due course
Patience says maybe we should talk a while
We already talk too much
Patience says maybe we should walk a while
We must have walked for twenty miles
Patience says maybe we should slow things down
We already go too slow
Patience says maybe we should hold back now
I said ‘When you going to let go?’
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Antimony
03:54
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I'm not a morning person
I open my eyes and decide
The day is not for me
I'm not a people person
I get a feeling I won't describe
Because its much too real
For all that I know, I haven't found much that's true
I just want to be more than a person to you
I'm not a thoughtful person
Though I think of things I can't decide
What they mean to me
Not sure I'm even a person
I watch the others sit happily side by side
But that's not for me
For all that I know, I haven't found much that's true
I just want to be more than a person to you
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Sing Sing 53
03:50
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Wooden Head
03:24
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You must use varnish and French polish to shine on summer days
Then in the winter, break out in splinters to keep the lice away
Do you hear what I said?
I’m sick of knocking on your wooden head
It’s so empty, where does it go?
It goes in to one ear, and out the other
It never makes a sound
It’s a disaster for ever after
Whenever you’re around
Do you hear what I said?
I’m sick of knocking on your wooden head
It’s so empty, where does it go?
It must be nice in your wooden head
I bet it must be peaceful there
It must be nice in your wooden head
I bet it must be peaceful there
You must use varnish and French polish to shine on summer days
Then in the winter, break out in splinters to keep the lice away
Do you hear what I said?
I’m sick of knocking on your wooden head
It’s so empty, where does it go?
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Drones & Tides
00:52
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A Better Man
03:17
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Write a letter to the daughter that you’ll never see
Take it with you to the river and set it free
I wish that I could be a better man
I wish that I could try to give a damn
As you hold the pen and paper in your trembling hand
Try to find some feint forgiveness for a life condemned
But you never will
I wish that I could be a better man
I wish that I could try to take your hand
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Compensation
02:30
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Compensation for your love
What you got was not enough
When it comes to push and shove just look around
Compensation for your fears
When all your life is in arrears
Hold on to life cause its so dear
The ups and downs and in betweens
And all the words you’ll never mean
Don’t wait for love, don’t wait for love
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13. |
Chemical Safety
02:39
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Chemical safety
Tell me nice and slowly make it clear
Tell me nice and slowly make it near
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Leon
01:49
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Passing back and forth on motorways where towns fade in the mirror
Hear the ravens call, the dusk it falls, watch the stray dogs shiver
We dissolve in the ground, we dissolve in the ground
Race from lights so red to lights so red, crumpled front and rear
Reconsider all the missing parts, beyond the frozen river
Got it all figured out, got it all figured out
Trying to find the balance between all I take and give
Just killing time here, just killing time here
I wait for clouds to part and coins to drop, wouldn’t know where to begin
Spend my life chasing memories of long forgotten things
Misty rain, a fog that never lifts, trees without a leaf
Hollows carved in to our very souls, deep caverns never reached
We’re closing it out, were closing it out
All that’s lost beneath the permafrost in darkness still unknown
Keep on thinking the nights of past, the secrets still untold
Not a word’s getting out, not a word’s getting out
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The Parlez Dublin, Ireland
The Parlez are Dermot Walsh and Neil Walsh from Dublin, Ireland, brothers producing post-punk psychedelic indie rock for
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The Parlez released their debut album 'Glisten' in 2012, and followed up with their 2021 album 'Drones & Tides'
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