1. |
Cat
04:06
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You're like a bird in the belly of a cat
You're like a bird in the belly of a cat
You're like a bird, a bird
You're like a bird, a bird
You're like a bird in the belly of a cat
Oh no, you know this is the wrong place
Oh, you know, you maybe living in the wrong way
Where is the one you love?
You're like a cat in the belly of a bird
You're like a cat in the belly of a bird
You're like a cat, a cat
You're like a cat, a cat
You're like a cat in the belly of a bird
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2. |
Mean Guy
03:30
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Mean guy, evil eye
he's had a million different women
but we don't know why
yeah he's a hot date
don't be late
he's counting 'One, two, three, four'
Strange year, filled with fear
any minute now
he'll make you disappear
you're gonna flatline
had your time
he's counting 'One, two, three, four'
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3. |
Break It Down
04:36
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Red flags under blue skies
unnerving, unexpected sight
A ringing phone, a barking dog
the dread of repetition
The dread of repetition, repetition
Right now whichever way I break it down
You know it's breaking down
Here I go again
Hey, there's someone waving
Shall I find out what he wants?
The vision fades, no-one to save
this weight upon my shoulders
We're only getting colder, getting colder
getting older
Right now whichever way I break it down
You know it's breaking down
Here we go now
That dawn has gone around and come around
Can't let go again
Move along, there's nothing here to see
I can't go with you, please come with me
There's no recognition
I don't believe we've met before
Oh no, it's fine, the pleasure's mine
I see you know the way now
There's little left to say now
I've nothing left to say
Right now whichever way I break it down
You know it's breaking down
Here we go now
That dawn has gone around and come around
Can't let go again
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4. |
None At All
04:48
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Give me a trickster god, a one of many
storm-tossed on the winds of fate
I want a laughing god, confused and friendly,
of open doors not guarded gates
I want a humble god who shuns cathedrals
palaces and minarets
I want a god of all forgotten people
a god whose people can forget
I want a god that’s small and getting smaller
might just vanish without trace
a god who’s lost his bottom dollar
a god who’s scared to show his face
I want a beardless god who travels with us
no judgement in his fingertips
no lightning bolts, no salt in pillars –
saves that for his fish and chips
I want a guilty god who’ll beg forgiveness
weep and mourn for broken trust
Who sees the ruin and knows he did this
just like every one of us
I want a god of woods, a god of rivers
toadstools, beetles, worms and mud
I want a god who scorns the true believers
drowns with sinners in the flood
I want a god who knows I do not need him
a god who needs gods of his own
A god who laid no traps in Eden
a god who knows his cover’s blown
a god who dances round the fire
burns it all and calls for more
a god who’s wretched with desire
but knows not what he’s longing for
I want a god who loves without condition
does not love to gain control
who plays the bass and keeps the rhythm
leaves the mic for prouder souls
I want a worried god who shakes in fear
struggles to climb out of bed
I want a god who’s just as weak as we are
flinching at the day ahead
I want a god of stories, not of lessons
smiles and winks each time he lies
Who has no answers only questions
a god that we can still surprise
A god who lifts, a god who carries,
a god who speaks not of a fall
who looks to us for sanctuary
a god like this or none at all
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5. |
Out Of My Mind
03:12
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I've got to get you out of my, out of my
I've got to get you out of my mind
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6. |
Finally Fine
03:07
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I've have eaten in the best hotels seated by the sparkling sea
I have driven all the fastest cars, there's nothing left for me
I have laughed at all the funniest jokes but there are no jokes today
I have spoken with the finest minds but there's nothing left to say
Still keep clinging to the withered vine
we finally find we're fine
Just emerging from a state of mind
we finally find we're fine
I've been living in the biggest house that wealth and luck could find
Heart breaks knowing I can only be in one room at a time
Still keep bouncing on the bottom line
we finally find we're fine
Gave up hunting for the stairs to climb
we finally find we're fine
I have scrabbled underneath the couch, unwound the tabby ends
I have settled for a rolled receipt round a pinch of seeds and stems
No need waiting for the perfect rhyme
we finally find we're fine
Gave up tugging at the ties that bind
we finally find we're fine
Still keep clinging to the withered vine
we finally find we're fine
Just emerging from a state of mind
we finally find we're fine
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7. |
The Road Is Flowing
01:43
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The road is flowing
gutter-stream widens, hungry, vivacious
The once lazy street, a wash
of concentric circles,
bullseying down
from the sodden sky
The torrent rolls crab-apples,
fag packets,
feathers
Castaway sailors on a sudden tide
Penetrates the glass
through the eyes
soaks the soul
rolls away the dry detritus
of wasted, weary weeks
Time to be up
and aff.
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8. |
Common Ground
03:43
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Deep seas crystallise and freeze
strong tides caught between the sides
hard lines laid across our minds
hiding that common ground
That's when it all broke
Carrying all of this alone
We need much more than we know
We need room to grow
Plans change, futures rearrange
so surprised, cold behind the eyes
hard times laid across our minds
hiding that common ground
That's when it all broke
Carrying all of this alone
We need much more than we know
We need room to grow
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9. |
Something Good
04:39
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You know the feeling that tries to find you
that says your best days are far behind you
That you're forgotten, you've hit rock-bottom
and no-one's waiting for your call
The bus is racing but no-one's steering
those dreams your chasing all disappearing
Hopes of creating evaporating
and no-one notices at all
Well you've got to turn this into something
turn this into something good
got to turn this into something
turn this into something good
Ain't felt so helpless, ain't felt so lonely
ain't felt to empty, ain't felt so phoney
This isolation, this devastation
well it could lay a strong heart low
They give you trouble, don't beg no pardon
just take the rubble and build a garden
You've got the tool kit, take all the bullshit
and make it help your roses grow
Well you've got to turn this into something
turn this into something good
One thing you can guarantee is no-one's gonna work it out for you
Take all of the time you need and figure out just what you're gonna do
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10. |
Dance Band
02:53
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Scandalous
You're playing with the Dance Band
You can't handle us
You never stood a chance, man
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11. |
Obedience
04:04
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You know it's wrong
but hold your tongue
afraid to choose
too much to lose
But oh, what good has it done you,
obedience?
Lose good people around you
for a pat on the head
They pave your way
from an early age
so stern, so wise
and always right
But oh, what good has it done you,
obedience?
Lose good people around you
for a pat on the head
And oh, what good has it done you,
obedience?
When you know nothing
is ever given
is ever given
not when they've got you where they want you
Quiet,
they want you quiet
so they can carry on the gathering
You know it's wrong
you know it's wrong
you know it's wrong
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