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V for Vendetta
04:11
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I love the rain. I love the moon. I love the sea and stars.
I'd love to visit you quite soon and kiss you through the bars.
I hate the boots. I hate the shouts. I hate the attitude.
I'm scared of the switch the point at which the legal meets the lewd.
I'd love to say I'm sorry but I'm not all that repentant and when
I say I'm sorry all I feel, all I feel is resentment.
I hate to be so serious but I can't help feel a bit lame
When entertainment means a hole in the sky and raping girls on trains.
I love to watch those babies shout and play on monkey bars
It's a pity when you get up close you see their tiny scars.
I love the rain. I love the moon. I love the sea and stars.
I will bring the children, yeah
I will bring the children, yeah
I will bring the children and we'll kiss you through the bars.
I would love to say I'm sorry but I'm not all that repentant
And when I say I'm sorry all I feel, all I feel is resentment.
I hate to be so serious but I can't help feel a bit lame
When entertainment means a hole in the sky and raping girls on trains.
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Burn it Back
05:00
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Well, this one is swinging from tree to tree
And singing a song called “Needle Me”
he’s full of hope
but he doesn’t know it
And this one has claimed that her life is a mess
She’s not over-brimming with confidence.
She runs ‘round at night and gets drunk
and claims she can’t bear it.
This one has planned her life years ahead,
She knows what she’ll do til the day she is dead.
off on a tangent,
up in a tree with an anchor
Well that’s where the cool pretender sat,
She slapped off his most studied Cheshire cat
That’s where the cool pretender sat.
LSD shirt, acid remark,
That’s where the cool pretender sat.
She slapped off his most studied Cheshire cat
That’s where the cool pretender sat.
Burn it back, burn it back, burn it back, yeah
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Tax Stamp
04:08
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Oh your soul steep and graded like a safety ramp.
What you know you can't claim back with a tax stamp.
The spirit of your necessity is a slow and painful delivery –
lots of trouble, a muddy puzzle, a bloody gurgle.
You sank and you swam and you crawled and you ran
But you'll never get back, never get back there again.
A semi-conscious is what you got. Slightly murky, slightly shot.
Nicely muddled, the odds are doubled.
You tossed and you turned and you lit and you burned.
You've been loved and ….
You've been loved and spurned.
Oh your soul steep and graded like a safety ramp.
What you know you can't claim back with a tax stamp.
A joke's fine line is where you walk with lots of plans
And lots of talk.
Sad eyes of a liar, soul made of fire,
Cork tipped heart and bones of chalk.
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One More Thing
04:53
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When it's just the one more thing out of all the things you do
And I'm just that one more thing that you could not get to
And I'll tell you how it feels always being kissed goodbye
Feel those guilty arms of the past and it makes me want to cry.
Well you could say the bridge was closed or you could say the bar was open
I could say I want you near but I won't say it cos I'm just hoping.
Well it's just another look and it's just another question.
I'm not waiting for a cue but I'm open to suggestion.
If I thought I'd had a buyer for every heart I've dealt with
Then I would have made a fortune from what you've got in your chest.
Well you could say that you were scared and I could say I thought you were joking
But I don't like to lie a lot cos when I do I feel like choking.
And just when I thought you'd forgot to tell me, tell me something more
I heard you yell it on your way as you went charging out the door.
It was just the one more tale that you had left to tell and from my tiny cell block
I hear the people yell I hear the children scream, I hear the women crying
But I had to strain my neck to see what was so exciting
Well I was standing staring skyward when you came into my view.
It's amazing how impressive I can be when I am rude to you.
Well you could draw a map to show me how I got the wrong impression
Or I could read it in a book but I would sure enjoy the lesson.
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Salad Days
04:48
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Out there on the ocean
Out there on the sea
Shipping moves so slowly but it’s not like that up here
Shipping moves so slowly but it’s not like that up here.
Chorus:
Haze being haze
Sea being sea
I lie in this garden
With that huge blue thing falling down around me
Washing snapping white on blue
The wire sings, the daylight brings
Not a thing meandering
The meter falls, the school bell rings
Not a thing meandering
The meter falls, the school bell rings
Repeat chorus
Are you listening boy?
Are you bored sir?
We get taught these fractions
While the sailors look to shore
Yeah we get taught these fractions while the sailors look to shore.
Chorus x 2
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Bruce's Song
03:36
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I wish to hell that I could leave this town.
This place is full of ghosts wearing frowns.
I sometimes think that I was born to run
If Bruce was here I’d shoot him with a gun
Well, yesterday the sea was turning black
Today the sun is shining on my back
I prayed to god and god was next to me
True believers say come unto thee,
And I as lay here on my bed
I recall exactly what she said
You’ll never get to see the end
When you say goodbye to all your friends
Just when you think you're done and through
There is always something else to do
Well, the very same day my eyes were opened wide,
Was the very same day that my whole world died.
There was a house with no front door
The lights were on no-one know for sure.
Under the moon beneath the sky
The lovers sat, began to sigh
The two dogs dressed in grey
Jumped the fence, began to play
They used to sit alone at night
Staring with their eyes all bright
They used to wait until the dawm
Say goodbye and they were gone
The tress grew and grew up tall
And later on began to fall
Well in a room all dressed in blue,
I can’t explain but I knew it was true
I can’t explain but I knew it was through
I can’t explain but I know it was through.
And as I lay here on my bed….
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