1. |
Flogging a Dead Horse
02:39
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FLOGGING A DEAD HORSE
ROUND AND ROUND THE SAME OLD SHIT
TRYING TO FIND A BREAKTHROUGH SOMETHING THAT FITS
LOOKING AT THE DOOR SHUTTING IN MY FACE
THE DEAD STARE, THE ONE-LEGGED RACE
CLIP CLOP DON’T STOP
KEEP FLOGGING THAT DEAD HORSE
CLIP CLOP DON’T YOU STOP
WAIT UNTIL ITS KNACKERED THEN HAVE IT SHOT
KEEP FLOGGING THAT DEAD HORSE
FIFTY YEARS OF SPINNING AROUND
ACTING LIKE A GENIUS, DRESSING LIKE A CLOWN
FROM THE WRONG END OF THE WRONG SIDE OF TOWN
THERE AIN’T NO WAY OUT OF HERE, THE CINEMA’S CLOSED DOWN
I THOUGHT I COULD TURN MY HAND TO ANYTHING
I ENDED UP REPEATING THE SAME MISTAKE AGAIN AND AGAIN
THAT AINT NO LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
IT’S JUST THE CAR LIGHT HEADED TOWARDS YOU
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2. |
The Drowning Star
03:40
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THE DROWNING STAR
The lights of Edinburgh shone in your eyes
As you walked the streets of Morningside
Your hair was frozen into a river of ice
As an arctic wind blew off the North Sea that night
No you never stood a chance
All your tomorrows were second hand
You were the Captain of The Drowning Star…
You were working late shift at Sandy Bells
When a photo on the late news made you yell
Your stomach churned, your mind froze
There on the screen was your husband’s boat
He never stood a chance
Now all his tomorrows are second hand
He’s the Captain of The Drowning Star
Hank tells the chauffeur, pull over at the lights
I need a bottle of whiskey to see me through the night
He finished it off just before the dawn
Tossed it overboard then he was gone…
Wishing on the Captain of The Drowning Star…
The Drowning Stars
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3. |
People my Age
04:21
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PEOPLE MY AGE
PEOPLE MY AGE WORRY ABOUT THINGS
WORRY ABOUT THE WEATHER, THE PRICE OF STRING
PEOPLE MY AGE KNOW THE DAYS ARE SHORT
KNOW THE ROAD LEFT IS DARK AND COLD
PEOPLE MY AGE - PEOPLE MY AGE – PEOPLE MY AGE
PEOPLE MY AGE KNOW HOW TO MAKE DO AND MEND
THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH PUNISHMENT THEY CAN TAKE
PEOPLE MY AGE ARE HEADING TO THE SUN
THINKING ABOUT PENSIONS AND MORTGAGES
PEOPLE MY AGE HAD A THOUSAND DREAMS
A THOUSAND THINGS THEY MEANT TO DO AND SEE
PEOPLE MY AGE KNOW IT AINT EASY AS IT SEEMS
THE’RE COUNTING THE REMAINING DAYS
PEOPLE MY AGE THINK THEYRE FOREVER YOUNG
PEOPLE MY AGE SOME ARE DEAD AND GONE
PEOPLE MY AGE PRETEND THEY WILL LIVE FOREVER
PEOPLE MY AGE ARE SINGING AND DANCING AS ONE
PEOPLE MY AGE ARE RISING LIKE LIONS FROM SLUMBER
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4. |
The White Hare
03:54
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THE WHITE HARE (MATILDA IN THE SNOW)
THE MIST IS ROLLING DOWN THE RIVER
THE TREES ARE ALL BENT WITH SNOW
SOMEWHERE OUT THERE IN THOSE COLD FIELDS
A WOMAN IS WALKING IN A WHITE CLOAK
NOTHING WILL BE THE SAME
NOTHING WILL REMAIN
LIKE A WHITE HARE IN THE SNOW
THERE SHE GOES
SHE SLID DOWN THE ROPE AND ACROSS THE LAWN
THROUGH THE BRACKEN, ALONG THE RIVER WALK
SHIVERING FOR MILES ON THE GREY DECEMBER DAY
FOLLOWING THE SNAKING PATH OF THE ICY THAMES
SHE REACHED WALLINGFORD AS THE SUN BEGAN TO SET
JUST AS HER PRISON GUARDS REALISED THEIR MISTAKE
A BLIZZARD WAS BLOWING ACROSS ENGLAND AND FRANCE
WHEN THE ANARCHY THAWED IT WAS ALL PLANTAGENET
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5. |
A Little Greyer
03:08
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A LITTLE GREYER
DO YOU REMEMBER ME, I’M THE GUY YOU USED TO SEE
HANGING AROUND AT THE BACK OF GIGS IN 1983
NOW TIME HAS FLOWN AND THINGS HAVE CHANGED
I CAN’T EVEN REMEMBER THE BAND’S NAME
YES IT’S THE SAME OLD YOU, IT’S TRUE
YES IT’S THE SAME OLD ME, IT SEEMS
LOOKS LIKE WE’RE BOTH A LITTLE GREYER THESE DAYS
WHAT WILL BE WILL BE
A LITTLE GREYER
I NEVER THOUGHT WE’D GET OUT OF THOSE PROVINCIAL TOWNS
NEVER GET PAST THE DEAD END JOBS, NEVER TURN IT AROUND
BUT WE GOT THE LAST TRAIN OUT, NEVER EVER LOST SIGHT
SO HERE WE STAND STARING AT THE YEARS WE LEFT BEHIND
I MISSED YOUR SECOND WIFE YOU MISSED MY THIRD...
MAYBE IT’S JUST HISTORY, MAYBE THE HANDS OF TIME
BUT I CAN SEE PAST THE GREYING HAIR, THE WRINKLE LINES
IT’S LIKE WATCHING MY OWN LIFE FADING SLOWLY AWAY
BUT THERE’S ALWAYS THE LIGHT IN THE EYES, NEVER LET IT FADE
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6. |
Devil's Dirt Road
03:08
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DEVIL’S DIRT ROAD
HOW THE HELL DID WE GET INTO THIS MESS
SOME NIGHTS I CAN’T EVEN GUESS
TOOK A WRONG ROAD OUT OF TOWN YEARS AGO
NOW WE’VE RUN OUT OF FUEL ON A DEAD-END SLOPE
DOWN THE DEVIL’S DIRT ROAD
WELL, THE SHINING CITY ITS FULL OF LIGHTS
EVERYTHIGN SHINES LIKE GOLD AT NIGHT
BUT COME THE MORNING THE TABLES ARE BARE
WE ARE SWEEPING OUT THE ASHES FROM THE FIRE
HOW THE HELL DID WE END UP HERE
SOME NIGHTS I’M PARALYSED WITH FEAR
ALL UT HOPES LYING SCATTERED ALL AROUND
AND THE WOMAN I LOVED DEAD AND GONE
DOWN THE DEVIL’S DIRT ROAD…
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7. |
Buying Time
02:50
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BUYING TIME
IVE BEEN BUYING TIME SINCE I WAS BORN
ITS WHAT THE WORKING CLASS ARE BUILT FOR
NO TRUST FUND, NO FOREIGN HOLIDAYS
NO GAP YEAR, NO GENEROUS AUNT’S DOWRY
MY DAD TAUGHT ME TO BUY TIME
ANY CHANCE I CAN
DON’T BE DISHONEST, KEEP YOUR PRIDE
BUT BABY KEEP BUYING TIME
TIME’S THE ONE THING THEY CANT TAKE OFF YOU
ONCE YOU BOUGHT IT THEY CANT GET IT BACK
MY PARENTS WORKED EVERY DAY GOD SENT
SO I CAN BUY TIME NOW AND NOT GIVE IT BACK
THE BOSS MAN TEACHES YOU TO GIVE HIM TIME
THAT’S WHAT MAKES THE WORLD TURN HE LIES
MY PARENTS NEVER HAD ENOUGH
NOW THEY'RE LYING IN THE GROUND.
TIMES UP.
BUY BUY BUY TIME.
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8. |
Nowhere is a Place
03:19
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NOWHERE’S A PLACE TO BE
MY BEST YEARS ARE BEHIND ME NOW
DISAPPEARING LIKE A SUMMER SHOWER
NO MORE NIGHTS STARING AT THE ROAD
NO MORE TRAVELLING ON AN EMPTY COACH
I’M GOING BACK TO NOWHERE
IT’S WHERE I WANNA BE
I’M GOING BACK TO NOWHERE
NOWHERE IS THE PLACE TO BE
DABBLED IN ART, WROTE SOME POETRY
LIVED MY LIFE IN A COUNTRY DREAM
WATCHED BOTH MY PARENTS BURIED IN THE GROUND
WAITING FOR MY LIFE TO TURN AROUND
NOW IM STANDING ON A HILLSIDE IN THE RAIN
WATCHING NOWHERE BEING SWEPT AWAY
NOWHERE’S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR YEARS
NOBODY WANTS TO BE THERE EXCEPT ME
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9. |
Is That All There is?
03:34
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IS THAT ALL THERE IS (TO A BROKEN HEART) ?
WE’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE, YOU’RE JUST THE SAME
AS THE DAY I MET YOU, YOURE GOING NOWHERE
ALWAYS TRAVELLING, NEVER ARRIVING, STANDING STILL
IVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS, TIME YOU CHANGED
SHE SAID IS THIS ALL THERE IS
I SAID THIS IS ALL THERE IS TO A BROKEN HEART
WE WERE TREADING WATER FOR YEARS IT SEEMS
NEVER KNOWING WHY WE DID THE THINGS WE DID
STUCK IN A RUT, SPINNING ON THE SPOT
TWO STEPS FORWARD AND THREE STEPS BACK
THEN ONE DAY THE DAM JUST BROKE AWAY
SHE WAS LEAVING, LOOKING FOR SOME SPACE
NEVER SAW AGAIN, NEVER KNEW WHAT HAPPENED
UNTIL I SAW HER WITH HER NEW GIRLFRIEND ON FACEBOOK
THAT’S ALL THERE IS TO A BROKEN HEART
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10. |
Wage Slave
02:33
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WAGE SLAVES
WORKING ALL NIGHT
WORKING ALL DAY
ZERO HOURS NEVER GET PAID
SEEMS LIKE IM A WAGE SLAVE
WHITE VAN AMAZON MAN
STUDENT DELIVEROO
ZERO HOURS UBER DRIVER
SEEMS LIKE THE WHOLE WORLDS A WAGE SLAVE
SEEMS LIKE THE WORLDS A WAGE SLAVE
SLEEP UNTIL 12
NEVER DRIVE THEMSELVES
GOT A HERD OF SLAVES
FETCH AND CARRY FOR THEM
PEOPLE LIVING OFF WAGE SLAVES
LIVING OFF WAGE SLAVES
WORKING ALL NIGHT
WORKING ALL DAY
ZERO HOURS NEVER GET PAID
SEEMS LIKE IM A WAGE SLAVE
SEEMS LIKE IM A WAGE SLAVE
GOT THEM SUMMERTIME BLUES
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11. |
Vigilante Man
03:00
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12. |
Not Good Enough
03:34
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NOT GOOD ENOUGH
YOU’RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR THIS COUNTRY
YOU AINT NEVER DONE ANYTHING FOR US
WE DON’T WANT YOU, GET TO THE BACK OF THE QUE
WE DON’T WANT YOUR SORT COMING THROUGH
YOURE THE WRONG COLOUR
YOURE THE WRONG HEIGHT
YOU GOT THE WRONG POLITICS
NOT THE KIND WE LIKE
YOURE NOT GOOD ENOUGH
LEFT WING LOVERS, PINKO WHINGING JAILBAIT
TREE HUGGING, COUNTRY BUMPKIN, FLAKES
THERE AINT NO ROOM IN THE INN FOR YOU
YOU BEST SWIM BACK TO THE PORT OF CALAIS
WE GOT STANDARDS, WE GOT RULES
WE GOT GOONS ON THE WHITE CLIFFS WAITING FOR YOU
WE AINT GONNA MOVE, WE AINT GONNA CHANGE
THERES A THOUSAND READY TO TAKE OUR PLACE
BABY YOU AINT COMIN IN
BABY YOU CAN SINK OR SWIM
YOU AINT GOOD ENOUGH FOR US
MEXICAN, JEW, ARAB, WELSH, SCOTTISH, IRISH…
YOURE JUST NOT GOOD ENOUGH
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13. |
Dark Grey Clouds
04:45
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The wind shakes the trees by the river
The rain lashes down on that old tin barn
Nobody's been here since 1963
The ironwork is rusted
The fields are full of weeds
And you and I look at the sky
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14. |
Horses Head 2020
02:42
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HORSE’S HEAD
I took a horse’s head and I dropped it down in black water,
Let her come back to me just like those shiny eels oughta,
When she went away I had nothing to say,
She looked just like Medusa on a bad, bad day.
Goin’ down round the bend x2
Horse head bend.
I came to her door with a broken heart,
She took me in and bathed the scars,
After too many nights of gin and whiskey,
I didn’t know what was becoming of me.
Goin’ down around the bend x2
Horse head bend.
Now I know that the road is dark,
And covered in rain before I start,
The hills are covered deep in snow,
There’s nowhere to hide, nowhere to go.
Goin’ down around the bend,
Horse head bend.
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