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Breakfast In Gaza
03:20
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It’s Breakfast in Gaza
There’s war around the street
It’s breakfast in Gaza
But there’s nothing here to eat
There’s a crackle of machine gunfire
The barking of a dog
And I can’t find my conscience
In this phosphorescent fog
From my bedroom I can see the stars
But there’s murder in the air
A random shell blew the house to Hell
So keep your head right down
So keep your head right down
It’s Breakfast in Gaza
I can’t find the juice
It’s Breakfast in Gaza
Invader’s on the loose
‘Rogue shots’ have killed the neighbours
And the chickens have all flown
And the message from outside
Is “You are on our own”
From my bedroom I can see the moon
And there’s romance in the air
But to move, or not risks a sniper’s shot
So keep your head right down
So keep your head right down
From my bedroom I can see the moon
And there’s romance in the air
But to move, or not risks a sniper’s shot
So keep your head right down
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2. |
Chanson de Paris
02:49
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I saw her dance at the Follies Berger It was very becoming
I shouldn’t have been there I’d wandered in from the Rue Richer
Her movements were stunning For such an average day
It was oh so French So cliché
Like Sweet Sauternes And Crème Brule
Oh so French So pas vu
Like Jean Paul Sartre/Albert Camus
I asked her if she might have the time
To shoot the breeze
And take a glass of wine
No, no she said but she wasn’t unkind
With that beautiful accent
How could I ever mind
‘Cos she was oh so French
So passé
Like Crème de Menthe
And Chatelet
It was oh so French
De rigueur
Like Batobus
And Croque Monsieur
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3. |
Crooks In Suits
03:45
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Crooks in suits they tell you lies
Take your money, sympathise
Find your weakness, crawl inside
Spread their poison, run and hide
I’m so bored with all their lies
Advertising phoney highs
Sucker momma, virtual Dad
Sell you what you always had
Crooks in suits they grin a lot
Then they take you for all you’ve got
Sell your gaff or buy a car
Crooks in suits are always there
Crooks in suits they like your style
Raid your savings with a smile
If you’re old or if you’re broke
Spivs in suits will see the joke
Crooks in suits are all the same
Send your pension down the drain
Charm you with psychology
Nail you with technology
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When the sun shines
I only want to be with you
But I make mistakes
But then you do too
When the stars are out
Over the Old Moor tops
And you hold my hand
That’s when my heart stops
I, I didn’t mean to hurt you
Desert you
To scar your face
With toxic waste
Oh I, I didn’t mean to leave you
Bereave you
To give you rules
Without the tools
Oh God
I didn’t mean to rile you
Defile you
To drag your legs
Into the dregs
Oh no
I didn’t mean to flay you
Betray you
To explicate you
From your fate
I say
I didn’t want to tie you
Or defy you
To blow your mind
By being kind
Oh yes
No I, I didn’t mean to hate you
Berate you,
To tie you down
And make you drown
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5. |
I'm In Pain
03:45
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I’m in pain
But I can’t say where
It’s hurting like a toothache
I can hardly bear
I’m in pain
I’m off to my bed
Cos’ I can’t locate it
In my heart or head
I’m in pain
But I don’t know how
I’m feeling so sickly
Fever on my brow
I’m in pain
But I can’t say why
My future’s looking hazy
I’m fixin’ to die
Don’t you understand my problem?
Don’t you understand my problem?
Don’t you understand my problem?
I’m in pain
I’m feeling so bad
It’s taking me over
Driving me mad
I’m in pain
I’m on the rack
It makes me want to scream out
Hoping you’ll come back
I’m in pain
Since you’ve been gone
Did you mean the things you said
Or were you leading me on?
I’m in pain
I’m ‘round the bend
If it wasn’t for you girl
I’d be on the mend.
I’m in pain
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You see me on the telephone
And ask who’s calling up.
You see me writing letters
And plead with me to stop
I’m sending secret emails
I’m texting by the truck
I have to have my own connections
Making my own luck
But I don’t want to lie to you
I want to tell the truth
I just have to move
No I don’t want to lie to you
Just look you in the eye
Know you aren’t gonna cry
You watch me as I drive away
When I get on a bus
You ask me where I’m going
I ask what’s all the fuss
It seems a strange relationship
More like a teenage crush
I have to get away from you
If I can save the cash
It’s time that I was going
I have to be elsewhere
I’m sorry if that hurts
To be honest I don’t care
I know it isn’t pleasant
I know it isn’t fair
Do you want my fingerprints
To prove that I was here
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7. |
No Civilians
03:43
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Look across to no-man’s land
Out onto the plains below
Can you see that shattered home
Underneath the sunset’s glow
Listen as the Muezzin’s cry tells
Faithful men its time for prayers
Pray for those departed, martyred
Could that mean that someone cares?
I don’t see the world through your eyes
You don’t see the world through mine
We can disagree
On how things ought to be
But our love can still be strong
Look across to no-man’s land
To the ruins over there
Can you see those shattered worlds
Over by the missiles lair
Can you see the flag of peace
Flutter from a schoolyard wall
Can you hear the tiny dead
Cry for us they quietly call.
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8. |
Reunion
04:37
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I like your sensitivity, he said with some alacrity
The poison in his eyes was quick to war
The images you smile for me have never really worked you see
I simply presuppose what they are for
To which the thunderheads combine, precipitate the storm
The molecules of resonance, accentuate the form
Adobe hills of violence, protect the dazzled creek
The silent ones of New Orleans, stand back to back to speak
And there is no turning back, for the children of Iraq
And we told you, and we told you, yes we told you the two million knew,
What are you gonna do?
I like your new complicity, your anodyne sincerity
You heard the words but could not see the eyes
The screaming notes you sent to me, could only mean one thing to me
The truth is just a marinade of lies
Your principles don’t pay the rent, or put food on the table
The cult that politicians clash, is just another fable
The trading place of prejudice, Disintegrating dreams
Assertive subtle arguments, are never what they seem
And there is no turning back, for the children of Iraq
I like your ambiguity, your brutal vulnerability
The Shadow’s optic residence was clear
We have to have a legacy, and ego driven fantasy
To feed the feral flaming pit of fear
Creative streams of madness, are the proof that we are sane
The murderers of immigrants, assassinate the plane
A diatribe of partnership means compromise has won
While photographic evidence lies fading in the sun
And there is no turning back, for the children of Iraq
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9. |
Rain
02:17
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The stormy clouds are gathering
It’s winter underfoot
Your phone is always busy
It must be off the hook
The TV screen has drawn a blank
The light is growing dim
I’d love for you to be with me
You want to be with him
Rain, rain, rain
Driving me insane
Shame, shame, shame
I just can’t play your game
How can I face
This catastrophic day?
Rain, rain, rain, rain
My brain is full of thunder
There’s lightening in my eyes
There’s no sight more distressing
Than a rainbow as it dies
The wind is howling on the roof
I run from room to room,
And in my fright, I need your light
All I get is gloom
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10. |
Rich Kids
03:40
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Rich kids playing at being poor
Don’t know the half of it
Don’t know the real score
Rich kids playing at being hurt
Don’t know the meaning
Don’t know the price dirt
Can you understand the message?
Can you read between the lines?
Although turbulence is likely
The flight is going fine.
Rich kids playing at love and hate
Can’t comprehend reality
On my estate
Rich kids playing at being at school
Won’t know the master-class
That casts you as a life-long fool
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11. |
The Loser
02:43
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I’m sitting on my own
I’m by the telephone
There’s whisky in the bottle
I hate to be alone
I listen for your car
You might have gone too far
I’ll take another smoke
Go down my local bar
I’ve known you
Since the Factory Wall
I’ve known you
Since the Leaving Ball
What do you see in him?
What do you see in him?
What do you see in him?
I think about the time
When we were doing fine
We couldn’t get enough
Now things are getting tough
I need you back tonight
I need you in my sight
Just tell me it’s a whim
What do you see in him?
Oh I’ve known you
Since the Amusement Hall
I’ve known you
Since the Hot Dog stall
What do you see in him?
What do you see in him?
What do you see in him?
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My A to Z is open
I’m going home tonight
The trains are running hourly
And I’ve got some euros for an early morning flight
I’m suffocating here
And the winds of northern Africa’s magnetic pull
Are drawing me to you,
I’m a romantic fool
It’s a step in the right direction
A huge step for my kind
I avoided it on reflection
It’s whatever my genes designed
Just a step in the right direction
How could I have been so blind?
I just needed the right inflection
Needed to be refined
The clock is moving backwards
Departure is in sight
I’ve packed my map and compass
In my head just in case I journey through the night
I’m suffocating here
And the winds of northern Africa’s magnetic pull
Are drawing me to you, I’m a romantic fool
It’s such a step in the right direction
I should have seen before
I avoided the new connection
Til’ I blundered into the door
Such a step in the right direction
How could I have been naive?
I just wanted to give protection
How could I have guessed you’d leave?
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