1. |
That's Not Love
03:49
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As opportunities go it was a good one
And we may never see it again
In the dark of the night windows are mirrors
And there's nowhere to hide from the rain
You can do what you want, it can't hurt me
Cuts and bruises will heal over time
But the lies that you tell are a tale of personal hell
As long as it's hurting, he's mine
And you can't tell the saints from the sinners
Gonna feed you or have you for dinner
In her mind she's a bitch, she's a grass, she's a snitch
And the ice that she's on's getting thinner
Ooh, that's not love
No that's not love
That isn't love
Ooh, hoo
Ooh, that's not love
No that's not love
That isn't love..
You shine like a light in the darkness
Growing cold and burned out by the brightness of day
You pay for the rides on your big rollercoaster
You secretly wish you could just walk away
There's a place in your heart for the madness, yes there is
Which you just couldn't leave if you tried
And you know very well it feels safe in your personal hell
Won't you please join me inside
And just like mummy and daddy
She can't tell the good from the baddy
Moon and stars are aligned so she tries to be kind
But she can't understand why she feels so sad
Ooh, that's not love
No that's not love
That isn't love
Ooh, hoo
Ooh, that's not love
No that's not love
That isn't love..
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2. |
Woody Wilson
04:03
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Oh Woody, oh Wilson, is this what you think life should be?
Well you're down on your luck, years from your moments of glory
You once had a dream, but that was when youth was your own
You took the applause, said "Thank you, goodnight" and went home
But, oh, Woody Wilson
You are the man you were meant to be
Yes you, Woody Wilson
Doing so well in obscurity
That's you, Woody
Oh Woody Wilson, for years you were hiding away
Yet all the proud patriots lifted you high on your day
Carried on shoulders, with everyone calling your name
You started out a rookie, but you won the race just the same
Oh oh, Woody Wilson
You are the man you were born to be
Yes you, Woody Wilson
Fading away in obscurity
Oh Woody Wilson, you had fifty cars on your tail
And so many have tried, but again and they have failed
You were fearless and fastest, and you're gonna last this one out
And then you went home, 'cause you just didn't know
what all the fuss was about
Oh, Woody Wilson
You are the man you were born to be
Oh, Woody Wilson
Returning to glorious obscurity
Oh, Woody Wilson
You are the man you were born to be
That's you, Woody.
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3. |
The Last Song
05:25
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This is the last song you will hear
And darlin' though I want you near
This is the last song I will sing
Although you mean much more than anything
This is the last song I will sing you
'Cause this is the last one I will sing
I saw you waiting for the mail
Standing by the gate you looked so pale
Your dark hair but light in your blue eyes
As your little girl tried your shoes for size
I can see the mountain road ahead of me
You can see a long, long way from there
Picture the scene as I fly through my windscreen
But I won't taste no more stale city air
To my surprise there's nothing but blue skies
And I ain't coming down no more from there
No no no
This is the last song I will write
And though I want you girl all night
This is the last song I can sing you
Picture the scene as I fly through my windscreen
But I won't taste no more stale city air
To my surprise there's nothing but blue skies
And I ain't coming down no more from there
This is the last song I will sing you
This is the last one I will sing
Picture the scene as I fly through my windscreen
And I won't taste no more stale city air
To my surprise there's nothing but blue skies
And I ain't coming down no more from there
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4. |
Late Night
02:48
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Late night and I should be sleeping
Hinges in the doorways creaking
The spider in his cobweb speaking
And how am I to tell right from wrong
Is it just a feeling of mine?
Outside the whole world sleeps lonely
Curled up with the tears dried on me
These weaknesses I feel so strongly
Now that you've been and gone
I put the same old music on
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5. |
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They say that the clothes that you wear
Say so much about you
That walk and the light in your hair
They tell your story
But we know love isn't a given
And we put these rags on
And what does good fortune disguise?
Is it hell or heaven in those eyes
Turn's out that life's just a cliché
In every style and size
The seasons come round just the same
Full of trite surprises
And everything's just what it seems
No there's nothing hidden at all
And who, who would you be
If you could be anyone
Don the mask of a Snapchat selfie
Pretending to be twenty one
The Romans had bread, they had circuses
We have in-app purchases
Smart watches and A.I.
If you dare to look up you'll see the sky
Turn's out that life's just a cliché
In every style and size
The seasons come round just the same
Full of trite surprises
And everything's just as it seems
No there is nothing missing at all
One day you'll open the door
And right there in front of you
Will be the one who wins you
And then what will you do?
How could I ever leave you?
How could you do those things to me?
On and on, love goes on everywhere
We know what goes on, we know
And it turns out life's just a cliché
In every style and size
Do the seasons go round just the same
Full of trite surprises?
And everything's just as it seems
No there's nothing hidden at all
And so we yet know the truth
Or it's buried with you
Free from all errors and blame
Cold ashes from the flames
And what kind of cat had your tongue?
What weasel ate your words?
Sad animals in costume
They like it really, so I've heard
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6. |
(I Know All About) Fips
03:01
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I know all about Fips
Tracey bites his nips
And the blood drips drips drips drips
I know all about
All about Fips in the Lunacy Bar
Where the Nazis and the drag queens are
And the pushers, whores and guns
Hiding from the rising sun
Fips is a man apart
Charles Bukowski with a child-like heart
He's got a bow fires Cupid's darts
I know all about - all about Fips
I know all about Fips
I can't get him off my tits
He's trying to see if it fits
I know all about - all about
Fips in a skinny black tie
Mad grin and a twitch in his eye
He's making all the girls move
He's suckin' in a sweet groove
Look at him now
Look at him now
and the blood, and the blood
and the blood, and the blood
and the blood, and the blood
and the blood, and the blood
I don't know about Fips
Tracey bites his nips
And the blood drips drips drips drips
I don't know about
It's all about Fips
Because it's all about Fips
Because it's all about Fips
It's all about Fips
(flamingos)
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7. |
In My Nightmare
03:46
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In my nightmare
In my waking nightmare
I saw you there
He was holding you
You were holding him
I couldn't watch to see what you'd do, no
Maybe, maybe my imagination is a vision of the real
How do you feel and what is your emotion?
Sweet serene, just a screen
Walk in, you'll find
There there, love is blind
Will you want me
Will you still want me?
Adrift upon this endless sea
No land sighting, no foot steady
Oh Jesus Christ, I wouldn't want me
No
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8. |
Do You Want Me?
04:56
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This is what I've come to
Feeling like a solemn child
One minute all emotion
Struck dumb by God's creation
Oh well
Well, do you want me?
And how do you want me?
Or are you just keeping me as a friend
When you know I never want this to end?
No I don't think you belong
In traditional chains
But I think I should tell you
I know my life is never going to be the same
So, do you want me
For idle curiosity
Or can I search for meaning
In the spaces you leave me, leave me?
Oh do you want me, want me,
And how do you want me?
Are you just keeping me as a friend
When you know I never want this to end?
So do you want me,
And how do you want me, want me?
Do you really want me?
Are you just keeping me as a friend
When you know I never want this to end?
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9. |
Why Deny?
04:19
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Baby I gave you my love
Baby, I gave it all
And you still say that you want me
So why, why do you try to pretend?
Oh, why deny that you stand at the door
And why, why do you try to pretend
You'll stay for the one thing that you said would never end
Oh why deny that you stand at the door?
All of the things that I have
Given so freely, inspired you fulfill me
But truth seems to vanish so easy
You lied and you're lying when you say that you want to say
Oh, why deny that you stand at the door
And why do you ask me to try to forgive
Why don't you simply let loose and let live
Oh, why deny that you stand at the door?
Quit holding on
I say let go and be gone
And get out and chase your dreams
Like nothing you did had ever gone wrong
Don't weep for the future we had
Baby, I saw it all
And you still say that you'll be there
Well it makes you look so small but I won't play the fool
Oh, why deny that you stand at the door
And why, why do you try to pretend
You'll be the one thing thing that this life will never end
Oh, why deny that you stand at the door?
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10. |
Life's Many Colours
05:23
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I know it's not always easy to care
it's no foregone conclusion
Even when you're true one
Will always be there
You're young child believing the stories are real
That when love comes love is the only thing
You'll ever feel
Let me tell you that I just want to be with you
Let me say that I want you to stay
Don't you know there is so much to live for
Life's many colours but grey
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Stan Koretski London, UK
It had been a long time since he felt so exhausted. How could he describe the lethargy, apathy? He tried hard to force himself to do simple things, but he couldn't. It was pointless. He needed rest and his body was making sure he got rest. So for the third time that day he lay down, put his head on the pillow and closed his eyes. His internal world was intact, forbidding sleep, providing songs. ... more
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