1. |
And They Rode Up...
02:41
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looking through my telescope
i see my dreams
forming all kinds of shapes
they're not what they seem
suddenly i find myself
i'm walking there
passing beneath the stars and planets
looking for air
i've reached my goal
open wide – big black hole!
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2. |
Blunderbuss
02:40
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you think you've won but you've not
pick my fruits, 'cos they're ripe
watch your step, you'll get caught
then you'll lose another stripe
i've got one
you'll have none
he'll have some
under his thumb
you think you've lost but you've not
spit it out, 'cos it's rotten
watch your mouth, you'll get shot
it's better left forgotten
i've got three
you are free
he loves me
under a tree
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3. |
Omaha Beach
03:42
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a long time ago, in another land
we sailed a boat across a sea of sand
we sailed for a king and his daughter
on a quest to find some soft water
the ship was made of the finest teak
in poured the sand as we sprung a leak
and we sank down
and we sank down
the sand began to fill my nose
get in my eyes, and between my toes
the mast was made of the purest oak
and now our plans have gone up in smoke
and it floated up
and it floated up
we soon awoke on the shore
water lapping in every pore
this water was our greatest find
we were the heroes of all mankind
how do we return?
how do we return?
as we begin to burn
we begin to burn
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4. |
Here's Peter
03:31
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i'm on a bus and i'm happy
the rain has stayed away
my mind is terribly frantic
always tomorrow, never yesterday
(chorus)
i cannot sleep
i want to get in deep
and i need to know
where i should go
i see a woman, her legs aren't straight
but i'm so happy, everything's great
the little red monster walks past the room
happiness eludes those that presume
(chorus)
let me take you on a ride
close your eyes, swallow my pride
let me see what you are like
i am the child, you are the bike
(chorus)
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5. |
Hillspotter
04:37
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i'm on a train going nowhere
my compass tells me the way to go
it has no face, no direction
it's voice unchanging, incessantly low
(chorus)
i see you walking there
care not what others care
unlike the rest of the trees
envious of what they've seen
faces so evergreen
you look so happy, so pleased
the red clock stops ticking backwards
as time stops for the man on the hill
no smile no tears and no laughter
watching and thinking give him his thrill
(chorus)
look at me, say goodbye
look at me before you die
feel the sun, feel the rain
feel the joy, feel the pain
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6. |
Superpaint
02:47
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why don't you
fall back and give me space?
i don't know you
fill in the lines of an unknown face
for me
(chorus)
raise your arm, point your thumb
start to paint, just let it come
mix and match, whatever's best
leave the gaps, i'll fill in the rest
i am the best
why won't you
stand still and give me a pose?
i don't know you
fill in the features around your nose
for you
(chorus)
click on your brush
there's no rush
you've got to try
before my paint is dry
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7. |
Foolish
04:55
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i climb all the way to the top
i never stop to breathe
i fall down the hill
i never think to leave
i feel stronger, i belong here
(chorus)
i want to know you
although i'm below you
i want to touch you
how foolish of me
i don't know . . . .
i want to lighten my load
but i've nothing to confess
i try to keep on my feet
avoiding the mess
i will eat you, i won't cheat you
(chorus)
it all makes sense
it all makes so much sense
to me
to you
to me
to you
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8. |
Mr Badger's Adventure
02:42
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the streets are dark without sunlight
the badger shows me his knife
he takes me to his front door
and asks me in to see his wife
(chorus)
i should be scared
but i do not care
the darkness will never end
mr badger is my friend
his wife is terribly charming
she shows me how she mends his socks
the have no cares and worries
the need no calendars or clocks
(chorus)
he tells me where he belongs
then sings me another of his songs
his life is simple and fine
yet his life is harder than mine
take me now mr badger
i want to stay here for a while
you may not have much colour
but you've got one hell of a smile
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9. |
The Eleven
04:22
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rest young traveller, sit right down
i'll tell you strange tales about this town
sure young traveller, had a weary day
lay down your head, let your thoughts pass away
way back then, in times of old
there were no stories to be told
there was a winter, bleak and cold
then came the men who took our gold
first they came at night, then they came by day
people got on their knees and prayed, “take these evil men away”
they brought the sun when they came
the crops dried up, things were never the same
an old preacher came, said he was a friend
and to this evil he'd put an end
then that night, the rain poured down, as he called to heaven
the wind roared, lightening flashed, down came the eleven
sleep young traveller, my story's told
now there's nothing to fear from the cold
for this is a pleasant place to go
the sun shines, the rain falls, the crops, they do grow
the saviours vanished, called back to heaven
as the rain dried, the preacher died: he was one of the eleven
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10. |
Mouse Organ
04:46
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your mind is very wide
there's lots of room inside
i went there for a stroll
i had to pay a toll
i sat down on your brain
you really are insane
(chorus)
ha ha ha ha ha ha hee
we all sat down for tea
hee hee hee hee hee hee ho
for the people in the know
my mind is very small
there's not much room at all
you went there just to see
and you got in for free
you lay down on my mind
tell me, what the f*ck did you find?
(chorus)
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11. |
Crash Out
03:24
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i'm going to sleep, i'm crashing out
i might be dead, i have my doubts
please don't waken me
i'm comfortable, i'm crashing out
in the morning my head will shout:
“ where am i? ”
(chorus)
please don't make me open my eyes
'cause i don't give a damn
please don't make me move
as i'm comfy where i am
i'm anyone's, i'm crashing out
you're unconscious, i'm just about
this is the place for me
i see black, i'm crashing out
so you can scream and you can pout
i don't care
(chorus)
i can't hear you
i've been asleep too long
do not touch me
i'm right where i belong
i'm asleep, i've crashed out
dont' waken me, it's not allowed
i am far away
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12. |
Submission Control
03:57
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instrumental
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Telemachus Glasgow, UK
The guitar is in safe hands...
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