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Sunshine
02:07
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I was born in the sunshine
now I live in the rain
twenty four hour news
sends you insane
I'm a perfect stereotype
white man in the right place
writing picture postcards
from the end of days
Sunshine they whine
it's such a terribe crime
for you to look
so long in the face
in a public place
And you know
the whole world's a stage
you've got a part to play
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Day begins to unwind
and on the drink soaked streets
you might find
in the pubs and clubs
somebody you might love to know
but they're all cars on the ring road
going round in their own little worlds
And there's never any change
in cliques of the self conciously deranged
you're so dull you're so dull
and I know I've got to run
and get away to my
Strange kind of ecstasy
living in a fantasy
just for me myself and I
far away where you won't here my crying out
When I'm lost and found
in the tumbling rainstorm
half drowned and travel worn
I lay down under the grim suburban sky
saw the burning blaze
shot through my haze
and I'm basking in the light
Of a strange kind of ecstasy...
Set me free I want to fly
let me dance round on air tonight
in some dizzy dream of excess
fold me in your soft caress my love
Play with your dress on the bus
on the way home i left my mind behind
in a strange kind of ecstasy
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3. |
Lost At Sea
02:34
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In your RAF suit
flying through shades of blue
boredom and saturday night
telly adverts
perpetually notify identify classify
have you lost the will?
take another pill and carry on
That'll take you through
to another sunrise
but it's more than that to
bring back the light in your eyes
A million faces
watch your every move
check the vital signs
and prove virtue
illumination condemnation complication
so petty as you try to
twist and turn my mind
Tried to be normal try
to be more like one of them
oh we're lost at sea will we
ever see dry land again?
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Broken hearted Barbie doll
procession of a funeral
in fake tan happy hour
all the cars roll by
to stand in a line outside
Busker's yankee tones on Dudley Street
angry man with a pram on Temple Street
call the police I jumped off my shelf
run away with a heavy heart
cos I don't know what to say
or where to start
Don't you call me back
from my quiet corner of the world
where I sit I think there is no time
out of the corner of my eye
I see her cry
I see her cry my
Broken hearted Barbie doll
left at the altar
and the wedding goes on
without her drinking fine champagne
and a man in a white van
stopped to complain at the hold up
she's holding the whole bloody world up
in fake tan happy hour
all the cars roll by to stand in a line
Well don't you call me back
from my quiet corner of the world
where I sit I think there is no time
and out of the corner of my eye
I see her cry
I heave a sigh
Well don't you call me back
from my quiet corner
sellotape my memories back together
want to jump in forget everything
round here so strange
and so queer to me
Broken hearted barbie doll
procession of a funeral
in fake tan happy hour
all the cars roll by
to stand in a line
Skinny boys plain girls
won't you run and hide
no one's going to love you
for the look in your eyes
Come hide with me hide away
away from it all come away
I'm away from the world
I'm away
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5. |
White Walls
02:55
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She reads Plath in the bath
and sings Patti in the shower
won't dry your teary eyes you cry
over Rosa's final hour
the shallow callow faces
surround you now
And they all just laughed
at the ruins of your glad rags
gazing at the white walls
Read from your diary
'I felt so shit today'
then I read it aloud
'oh how I wish I could run away
and on white washed walls
I'll scrawl words I could never say
I'll never say'
I was so cold here
and lonely too
gazing at the white walls
And you never touch me now
darling do you
Saw death and the lady
were meeting tonight
vanishing out of sight and sipping
her best friend's crocodile tears
So cold here
and lonely too
gazing at the white walls
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6. |
Pairs
03:09
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He sullied the place
little sister laid her head
beat him black and blue
and left him for dead
in the dirty street outside
he died
Suicide and sodomy
in the cells and showers of Leeds
all cooped up inside
he took his life
And new lovers in pairs in paradise
all pulled their eyes away from the sight
Now outside your home
cold waterlogged alone
brought a present along
for the beautiful bride
And I fell your love no more
when I'm hazed and dazed
on the floor won't you
smack me out of my mind
New lovers in pairs in paradise
all pulled their eyes away from the sight
He sullied the place...
And new lovers in pairs in paradise
all pulled their eyes away from the sight
and the passing skaghead stood and laughed
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7. |
Iodine Light
02:46
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Abandoned to the washes
of iodine light in the downpour
such frightful nights
always waiting
waiting for you to sing us
that old sentimental song
drinking beaujolais in gutter bars
all night long
And candle light flickering
on revolutionary meetings
in the cellar
where the perfume of the smoke screen
meets the fall of the guilllotine
says we'll stop now
have another please
here in limbo
we're blissful in our schemes
Dreams of romance
suited and booted
in Paris and Rome
on the banks of the Seine
or the Tiber
or in Hollywood
where we'll see you in
Starring rolls on the silver screen
but what does one day mean?
a month or a year or never at all
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8. |
Daffodils
02:22
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Fix the holes in your clothes
so the cracks won't show you up
sell your flowers and your fun
and your future son
cos there's work to be done
you've got to put
your soul to the grindstone
I want to stay here
in the places we used to play
not so long ago
Well the wise men say
you've got to work all you can
saving up for your family plan
for a rainy day that never comes
wish your life away
for two weeks holiday
stare at the grey
and dream of sunnier climes
I want to take my
gooing to make my
dreams of happier times
Opiates and sequinned dancers
were watching rat races
running round the millitary parade
turn turn turn your face away
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9. |
Explode Your Mind
03:34
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Colouring the walls
with the inside of my mind
my brain's exploded all over
pastel painted Georgian houses
Something may have changed my friend
but you know I'm not so sure
and I'm listening to my
favourite song all gone wrong
words are screaming out the door
now you're not there
we're not where
we lived laughed loved together
In a spaceship hurtling
far away to unfamiliar places
where these faces gather round
leer and jeer before my eyes
Something may have changed...
The halcyon days are going to be
coming back again
close your eyes and pray into the rain
to nothing at all that it might just be the same
we pray in vain
but we all know it's so
Tell me old friend
what will become of us
sitting int his clinical room
with our slowly shrinking flights of fancy
Something may have changed...
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10. |
The Downside
04:53
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What's that in your eye?
well that's the downside
when you soak up somebody else's tears
to cry them out yourself
and drown in sorrow
But you know there'll be another day
when we might find some way
of making our lives
a bit more fantastic
after the downside
What lurks in the corner of the room?
In the dust and dinge and gloom
and empty bottles of booze
nothing's happening inside my mind
well that's the downside
But the spirit of yesterday might rise
when imagination flies
we'll make these four walls
seem a bit more fantastic
we're escaping the downside
Seen the flower girl
today on the grass
I get shivers and my
heart beats fast
I would love love to hold you
give a weary soul its rest
and I could lay my head down down down
pillowed on your breast
What's that in your eye?
Another rolling tear of the downside
But you know there'll be another day...
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11. |
Get Out Of Bed My Boy
02:47
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Get out of bed my boy
play your songs again and wonder when
there isn't really much to do
but don't you ever
no don't you ever feel blue
I never really try
just a half baked boy
with my half baked life
you can fuck me up
fuck me over for all I care
Get out of bed my boy
you've waited far too long
now it's all gone wrong
in your four walled prison cell
you said it's living in your won private hell
I never really try...
And you know
don't you know
you know everything
you've seen this film
and you know
how it ends
Get out of bed my boy
play your song again
and wonder when
life ain't that much fun
so flick the Vs
flick the Vs at the sun
get out of bed my boy
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Morphine Afternoons
03:33
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Once more to the breach
and face the day
then shy away I heard the bastards say
they're all good for nothings
just wasting away their time
Anaesthetic
so pathetic
morphine me up the eyeballs Jim lad
anaesthetic
call the paramedics
tell them morphine me up the eyeballs Jim lad
Magazines on the morphine table
said get a life now
well I'm not quite able
I'm young and I'd like
another glimpse of heaven my
Anaesthetic...
And you know I drown in dreams
on brown carpet
where I fall into my pit
and I won't get out of it
when I've nothing to cling to
except my dear sweet lovely friend
my dear sweet lovely love
Anaesthetic...
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Put on your old blue scarf
and say goodbye to gloomy Tuesday
walk through the past
we'll look through rose tinted glass
marvel at the way things used to be
We could walk down the alleyways
where we used to drift
down by the football ground
where a thousand feet pound
every Saturday in gold and black
If you put on your old blue scarf
and say goodbye to gloomy Tuesday
We'll live the dream from
when we were young and free
go on adventures far away
and back again in time for tea
save the day cut the tape and get the girl
Oh we could do anything
we could do anything at all
go to London see the Queen
burn down her palace
just to see her face
If you put on your old blue scarf
and say goodbye
Well I don't want to go
down to the endless picture show
how the other half love
I'll never know
nor do I care
So just put on your old blue scarf
we'll say goodbye
Say goodbye to gloomy Tuesday
You and me
just swinging in the breeze
dreaming all our red wine dreams
cheap cider dreams
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