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Pocket Full Of Rain
02:58
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Don’t know how, don’t know when
Don’t know if I’ll ever see my life begin
The sun is gone, and I’m here to stay
All I’m left with, is a pocket full of rain.
A pocketful of rain (A pocketful of rain)
A pocketful of rain (A pocketful of rain)
All I’m left with, is a pocket full of rain.
Fill me up, To the end
If I ever hear my voice again.
I’m looking up, when I’m feelin' down
I don’t know when, my luck will come around.
A pocketful of rain (A pocketful of rain)
A pocketful of rain (A pocketful of rain)
All I’m left with, is a pocket full of rain.
I see it now It’s falling down
like heavn’s dropping diamonds on the ground
I hold them tightly in my hands!
Oh, they’re not treasure that I saw before,
just dust tramplin' on my floor,
what is this nothing that I’ve found?
A pocketful of rain (A pocketful of rain)
A pocketful of rain (A pocketful of rain)
All I’m left with, is a pocket full of rain.
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2. |
Midnight
02:16
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I'm doing the dishes at midnight
Time for a nice cup of coffee
Sitting in sounds of the silence
There's no time left for my life
I'm lost when love come stealing
Just me, meself and I
Maybe I'll turn the tables
There's no time left for my life
Midnight answers to no one
Trolleys are all kept now sleeping
Midnight is all that I have
There's no time left for my life
Peering out of my window
Calling out for the lonely
Midnight has taken over
There's no time left for my life
There's no time left for my life.
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3. |
Wings Up
03:01
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get your wings up m’loves
you're all fucking knob heads
cause you're flying too low
knuckin all the wrong threads
frontal lobe
pariatal, temporal
occipital, cerebellum
I feel it in me brain stem
get your feathers puffed up
open up to get fed
we’ll shred right through the cosmos
until were all dead
get your wings up, m’loves
our ride has just begun
get you're wings up, m’loves
well go reyt through the sun
chemicals in our eyes
let the faint fade on quick
shift your eyes to the skies
bloody hell, it’s thick, ugh…
get your wings up m’loves
get your wings up
get your wings up m’loves
get your wings up
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4. |
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When you're down and out
And the sun refuses to shine
I say one thing to you, my darling
Less ahead, better behind
(Less ahead, better behind)
You won't ever find
A love better than mine
Less ahead, better behind
(Less ahead, better behind)
When you're bluer than the sky
And the answer's in my eyes
Don't take for granted, my love
Less ahead, better behind
(Less ahead, better behind)
You won't ever need
a love other than me
Less ahead, better behind
(Less ahead, better behind)
When you're heart is broken
And you cry yourself to sleep
My lonely promise to you
Less ahead, better behind
(Less ahead, better behind)
You won't ever know
Another who loves you so
Less ahead, better behind
(Less ahead, better behind)
You won't ever know
Another who loves you so
Less ahead, better behind
(Less ahead, better behind)
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5. |
I Don't Hafta
02:04
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I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
‘Cause I want you, to do, what you asked me to do.
(What you want him to do)
so you can feel, what I’m going through
(What you got him going through)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
That mighty river come runnin’ through
(Mighty river flowin’ through)
I don’t have to navigate you
(don’t have to navigate you)
I don’t have ta
Fall on my knees.
I ain’t no fool,
I’ll do what I please
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
So I'll do what you want me to do!
(What you want him to do!)
So I'll do what you want me to do!
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6. |
Roke
02:00
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7. |
Razor's Edge
04:16
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I been dancin’ with a razors edge
Nobody hearin’ whats inside my head
Lost in my dread,
lost in my bed.
Only fools like me have time to pretend
He said "I’ll leave the light on kid."
He said it twice,
but never did
So now I will instead of wishin’ we exist.
I been whored, I been scored
Theres no point anymore
There never even was a point, Im sure
He said "I’ll leave the light on Till,"
Love is a rifle aimed to kill,
a noose around a daffodil
Whatever it takes, get over this hill
I have dreams, like fallen leaves,
stomped and wet on the ground,
Been howlin' at the moon, but I don’t make a sound.
Try to sleep forever babe, so soft and so sweet.
Try to sleep forever babe, so soft and so sweet.
Been choked by a razors edge, no breath left to weep.
Been choked by a razors edge, no breath left to weep.
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8. |
Wishing Well
03:05
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Truth strikes the anvil
of the hidden heart
When searching for that start
That sends you a wishin' well
Looking down that wishing well,
Only time can tell
What tortures your heart
If your wishin' ain't wishin' well.
Truth tolls a bell for those who listen
They get everything that they're insistin'
From that wishin' well.
The truth speaks silently
On lips that only whisper
You must reach for the stars
I will not go quietly
Looking down that wishing well
Only time can tell
What tortures your heart
If your wishin' ain't wishin' well.
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9. |
Mr. Butterfield
02:58
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In a gnarly pinch,
Tryin' to get ahead,
Losin' pounds for every penny,
Make your daily bread.
Askin' all around,
For a loan to keep you fed,
Look to Mr. Butterfield,
Let the slaughterin' begin!
(NEVER FUCK WITH MR. BUTTERFIELD)
I always get what's mine.
(NEVER FUCK WITH MR. BUTTERFIELD)
I'm feelin' mighty fine.
(NEVER FUCK WITH MR. BUTTERFIELD)
Just remember... what's yours is mine!
Laggers and loafers
(Laggers and loafers)
Never satisfied
(Never satisfied)
Time to pay the piper
(Ooh, pay the piper)
You say your mother died
(She's dead, she's dead)
Roarin' yer eyes out
(Boo hoo baby)
Beginnin' to shake...
(What a mess you are!)
You've made your last mistake!
(NEVER FUCK WITH MR. BUTTERFIELD)
I always get what's mine.
(NEVER FUCK WITH MR. BUTTERFIELD)
I'm feelin' mighty fine.
(NEVER FUCK WITH MR. BUTTERFIELD)
If you don't pay up, you will find yourself
In a most inconvenient position.
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10. |
As If It's As I Can
05:46
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As if it's as I can
feel you here now
As if it's as I can
If I can
Hold you down
Oh, I would sing
I would sing a song for you
As if it's as I can
Change the way I feel
As if it's as I can
If I can
I'd steal my own heart
But, I would sing
I would sing a song for you.
As if it's as I can
As if it's as I can
Escape this hell
But trapped like a fool,
I don't know what to do,
I'm lost inside myself.
But I will sing
I will still sing
A song for you
I will sing
I will still sing
Yes, I will sing
Yes, I will sing
I will sing
I will sing
A song for you.
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11. |
Going Home
01:41
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I thought I saw myself tonight
Many a year ago.
On lofty scales of angel's flight
Callin' me home.
Goin' home
Goin' home
The time has called you home.
I thought I couldn't meet my life
Many a year ago
Lost in err of my own strife,
Callin' me home.
Goin' home
Goin' home
The time has called you home.
And Saint Michael come a callin'
I pack my bags and go.
Heel to toe I'm fallin'
Callin' me home.
Goin' home
Goin' home
The time has called you home.
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Old Joe wakes in the morning,
Rolls out of bed,
Puts on his bit o'betters,
Walks to the mirror on the wall,
Gotta feel ten feet tall.
Looks himself in the eye,
Fuck 'em first before I die.
Why you have to go
And do this all to yourself?
Raging through the night,
leaving thoughts on the shelf.
He's Old Joe,
(What are you on about Joe?)
He's Old Joe,
(What are you on about Joe?)
He's Old Joe, the bitter gas fitter,
He's Old Joe, the bitter gas fitter,
And he was always alone.
Kick the dog, punch the clock,
Hit a bloke off his block, tread his plough,
Time for drinking', enough for now.
Why you have to go
And do this all to yourself?
Raging through the night,
leaving thoughts on the shelf.
He's Old Joe,
(What are you on about Joe?)
He's Old Joe,
(What are you on about Joe?)
He's Old Joe, the bitter gas fitter,
He's Old Joe, the bitter gas fitter,
And he was always alone.
Never good enough,
Old Joe will call your bluff,
He never cared,
Old Joe was never there.
Why you have to go
And do this all to yourself?
Raging through the night,
leaving thoughts on the shelf.
He's Old Joe,
(What are you on about Joe?)
He's Old Joe,
(What are you on about Joe?)
He's Old Joe, the bitter gas fitter,
He's Old Joe, the bitter gas fitter,
And he was always alone.
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13. |
I Don't Hafta (Reprise)
02:19
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I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
‘Cause I want you, to do, what you asked me to do.
(What you want him to do)
so you can feel, what I’m going through
(What you got him going through)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
That mighty river come runnin’ through
(Mighty river flowin’ through)
I don’t have to navigate you
(don’t have to navigate you)
I don’t have ta
Fall on my knees.
I ain’t no fool,
I’ll do what I please
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
I don’t have ta
(No he doesn’t have ta)
If I don’t wanna
(If he doesn’t wanna)
So I'll do what you want me to do!
(What you want him to do!)
So I'll do what you want me to do!
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