1. |
On Cally Road
03:21
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She said hello and really meant it,
As the sun was coming up,
And then she gave to me her speciality
In a multicoloured cup
On Cally Road she stole my heart
On Cally Road she stole my heart
On Cally Road she stole my heart
Away
What can I get you, she said smiling
In the golden morning light
I’d like to see you again,
And I’m not bothered when
Good choice she said, tonight?
Well I can’t make that I said laughing
As my food came into view
Well the offer was there
She said, touching her hair
That’s a fiver that you owe me too
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2. |
Dirac's Dream
08:11
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Photons, gluons and quarks
Measons. Energy and Sparks
Things that light up in the dark
That’s what you do to my heart
11000 times a second
Paul Dirac was a clever man
A man who had a dream
That things were not
Quite as he thought
Life was not what it seemed
That just below the radar
A magic universe
A tiny, tiny world of energy
Where worlds could be
Or move, off course
A Lilliputian micro cosmic force
11000 times a second
Paul Dirac was a quiet man
He lived outside his head
He saw that our Reality
Was just a cosmic hologram instead
That just below our radar
Another universe
An anti-matter cosmic eulogy
Where worlds were from
A deeper source
A Lilliputian energetic force
11000 times a second
Photons, gluons and quarks
Measons. Energy and sparks
Things that light up in the dark
That’s what you do to my heart.
11000 times a second
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3. |
Pumping Blood
04:59
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There is no morality, they say, there is no beauty.
There is no insanity, they say, there is no duty.
There is only what you do, and what I say
There is no right or wrong, no scream or song,
There is no good to do, or good to say.
Just pumping blood, surviving every day.
There is no identity, they say, there is no season,
There is no democracy, they say, there is no reason.
There is no hypocrisy, they say, there is no caring.
There is no equality, they say, there is no sharing.
There is no society, they say, there is no being.
There is no integrity, they say, there is no seeing.
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4. |
Beware The Ides Of March
05:10
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Her smile it will entrance you
Her intellect enhance you
Her flattery embrace
And don’t forget her walk or face
She’ll hold your hand like ‘Mother’,
But soon you will discover
That Mother was Superior
And you are so inferior
Beware the Ides of March
She’ll stab you in the back
Put you on the rack
And lie with your best friend
Beware the Ides of March
She’ll put you out to grass
Wait for time to pass
And lie with your best friend
Her style begets her fashion,
Her viciousness, her passion,
Her soft and shapely frontal curve
Has little point ‘cept to disturb
You won’t forget her perfume
The silence of her bedroom
She’ll try to make a truce
Around your neck just like a noose
Beware the Ides of March
She’ll minimise your stats
Feed you to the rats
And lie with your best friend
Beware the Ides of March
She’ll dramatise her love
Fit you like a glove
And lie with your best friend
She’ll tempt you with a promise
Confuse you with a premise
Allure you with a coup de grace
To demonstrate how weak you are
She’ll spit you out in pieces
Then iron out the creases
She’ll cry that you are cruel to her
Then walk around in blood-soaked fur
Beware the Ides of March
She’ll work to undermine
Say that you are fine
Then lie with your best friend
Beware the Ides of March
She’ll laugh behind your back
That you don’t have the knack
And lie with your best friend
Relying on her beauty
She’ll never do her duty
Excite you with her clever art
And then expose your shattered heart
And tortured by her vanity
You’ll question your own sanity
But in the end you’ll never win
She’ll laugh and put you in the bin
Beware the Ides Of March
She’ll stab you in the back
Put you on the rack
And lie with your best friend
Beware the Ides of March
She’ll put you out to grass
Wait for time to pass
And lie with your best friend
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5. |
Afganistan
04:58
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In violet hills
The Shadows fill
The road and dusty draw
Near steamy lakes
The guns exploit
Their grim industrial roar
The RPG
The IED
The drugs of choice for war
While learned men
From miles away
Attempt to keep the score
But you are only Man
You are only Man
Yeah you are only Man
I’m Af-ghan-I-stan
The snowy peaks
And watery creeks
Turn desert into field
While Soviet chiefs
Express beliefs
That ancient tribes will yield
Yet in Kabul
The mortuary’s full
The futures fate is sealed
While learned men
From miles away
Pretend his war is healed
Your brothers
And your fathers
Have passed this way before
In Helmand
And in Kandahar
To loose the dogs of war
These brave men tried
And many died
If final proof were needed
I am no place
For brave young men
My warnings are not heeded
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6. |
The Bridge At Newnham
05:25
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It was another world, A million years ago
When we were young, And summer days passed slow
I’m reading Cassady, She’s into Greg Corso
It was another world, A Million years ago
It was another world, A thousand years ago
When we were serious And sometime feeling low
I’m into travelling She’s into I don’t know
It was another world A thousand years ago
Do you know the bridge near Newnham
Do you know the place I mean?
Did you swim there in mid-summer
And lay naked on the green?
It was another world A hundred years ago
When we were orbiting Two people just for show
I’m into Morrissey She’s into Suduko
It was another world A hundred years ago
It was another world just ten years ago
When we were daggers drawn And our respect zero
I’m into cinema She’s into French Pernod
It was another world Just ten years ago
Do you know the bridge near Newnham
Do you know the place I mean?
Do you swim there in mid-summer
And lay naked on the green?
Now it’s another world, a million years too late
I got my vision back, but I was tempting fate
I realised my flaw, by then she’d closed the gate
It was another world, a million years too late
Do you know the bridge near Newnham
Do you know the place I mean?
Did you swim there in mid-summer
And lay naked on the green?
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7. |
Nature Nuture
05:32
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My love, come and sit by my side
My love, see the stars in your eyes
All things will end in the cycle of life
All things will pass
All things will form
Tomorrow is the future
And come the next day
And come the next day
Tomorrow is the future
My love, let us dance in the dawn
My love, as the music plays on
And granite is soft to the blade of the knife
My love, here a promise I make
My love, and an oath that take
That the eagle will fly with the dove in the night
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8. |
Things Are Turning Toxic
04:48
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Things are turning toxic
Things are turning so strange
Reality is warping
My heart is moving out of range
I’m losing ground
With what we’ve had to date
I go inside myself
I should try more to relate
I find it difficult
To care, or to equate
I don’t think the medication’s Working
I’m on my own
That’s the way it needs to be
You try so hard
But I just need to be free
I’m just not good
At trading you for me
I don’t think analysis is Working
We need the Space.
But the clock is on us now
It’s just Entanglement
That’s the theory anyhow
I get this memory lapse
That you’ll have to disallow
I don’t think this therapy is Working
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9. |
Too Bad For Too Long
03:55
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I’m gonna take myself to Monaco
To Juarez or Turin
To stupas around Kathmandu
To face the place we’re in
I’m tired of your sly regard
For things to me belong
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
For far too, far too long
Embarrassed by this compromise
That’s been in place for years
I’m tempted just to jettison
These dark primeval fears
I’ve traded all my dignity
So evidently wrong
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
For far too, far too long
I challenge you with due regard
You’ve been a friend to me
But plans are not spontaneous
Imprisoning the free
Contaminated overtures
And suicide headlong
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
For far too, far too long
You seem to like it as it is
Emotional and torn
Because it’s been that way for you
From the day that you were born
But I won’t take the blame for that
I need another song
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
This has been too bad
For far too, far too long
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10. |
Last Night In New York
03:37
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I saw you last night in New York
Crossed over the road to say ”hi”
I knew it was you by the way that you walk
By the gold of your hair and the blue of your eye
I saw you last night in New York
I heard you last week in New York
In a bar where a Fado was playing
I knew it was you by the way that you stood
By the curl of your smile and the words you were saying
I heard you last week in New York
I touched you last month in New York
In the wind crying down from the East Side
I knew it was you, that caress on my skin
Calmed the state I was in, every hour of that day
I touched you last month in New York
I sensed you last year in New York
Your perfume, essential and thrilling
I knew it was you by the ring in your laugh
By the glance at your watch and the time you were killing
I sensed you last year in New York
I saw you last night in New York
Crossed over the road to say “hi”
But the face that was there gave a quizzical stare
Was polite but unknown, so I just walked on by .....
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11. |
I Swear To God
03:00
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It’s so sad but you’re to blame
Our love can never be the same
Your mouth spits fire without respite
It’s like you’re sick and full of fight
Down the highway, down the track
I’m leaving and I won’t be back
I can take the usual stuff
But this mutation’s quite enough
It’s not like me to be roughshod
So I’m outta here I swear to God
It’s so sad, I’m at a loss
‘Bout what it is that makes you cross
Anything can just backfire
Light touch paper and retire
It’s so sad, but as a rule
It don’t take much to make you cruel
The wall between us is so high
I’ll climb the thing and say goodbye
It’s not like me to be roughshod
So I’m outta here I swear to God
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