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Johnny Cash
02:59
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I'd been wasting my time
I've been sucking on limes
I've been wasting my time
I've been walking the line
and Johnny Cash
ain't got no mood on me
the man in black
couldn't help me see
and I can't recall
you ever listening to me
don't remember a time
when you would see
what you're doing to me
I've been standing in line
Watching my wounds bleed
I've been biding my time
Waiting sets you free
and Johnny Cash
He walked the line for me
Through a ring of fire
Just so that I could see
what you're doing to me
You never kept much time
for anyone else you see
You never made the time
to let me be with thee
and now you are free
...free from me
and Johnny Cash
helped to set me free
that man in black
he was a friend to me
he was a friend to me
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Everybody is Flawed
03:49
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I took your fire and wouldn't stoke it
so you took my rib and you broke it
Bruised my lips so I couldn't say a word
Scratched my cheek and you broke my toe
Everybody is flawed
Everybody gets hurt
Everybody is dumb sometimes
And some people even get cursed
Everybody deserves to fail sometimes
Everybody deserves to get lost
I'm not gonna get it right everytime
And sometimes I'll pay the cost
So I guess I couldn't see you
when I shut my eyes
Guess I couldn't feel at all what
you felt on the inside
I like to think I'll wear another person's shoes sometimes
But sometimes they're just not my size
Guess I couldn't feel what they felt
or see inside their mind
Everybody is flawed
Everybody gets hurt
Everybody gets dumb sometimes
And everybody's done worse
Sometimes I'm gonna fail so bad
Sometimes I'm gonna want to get lost
Sometimes I'm gonna be eaten up inside
And sometimes I'll pay the cost
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Oh my darling please don't go to university
The people that you'll meet there are just fools
They don't know how to be in our reality
They think they're smart but they're not cool
Maybe if you wanted to learn to be a doctor
Or study hard to be an engineer
don't waste your time on pointless conversations
or getting into debt and drinking beer
The boys you'll meet won't treat you right dear
They won't care about you the way I do
They'll lead you on and treat you as nothing
They'll leave you hurt and feeling like a fool
Oh I know I might come across as a little bit jealous
and you're right that it's your life for you to live
But maybe there's another way for the two of us
that doesn't mean we never have to live
I get why you want to find a way out of here
I know that it's nothing to do with me
This place we live is gonna be the death of us
And we've all got to find a way to be free
But darling if you go to University
I think it will be a waste of me and you
It won't be the freedom you are looking for
It won't be a life you'd want to choose
So darling I am not going to tell you
how to live the life you want to lead
I'll always be there to support you
wherever you want your heart to be
Because I know that I will always love you
College boys will just mess you around
So if you want me to keep on being around you
Let's go and live in some other stupid town
So darling please don't go to university
It's not all it's cracked up to be
The people there like to think that they're clever
But they're not as smart as you and me
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Monday Morning
02:22
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Oh monday morning, monday morning,
You don't rise to the challenge any more
Oh monday morning, monday morning,
You feel heavier than a big barn door
And I don't want to see you any more.
Oh monday morning, monday morning,
I wish you were any other day
Oh monday morning, monday morning,
I want you to go away
I don't want to hear what you have to say.
Oh monday morning, monday morning,
Come and put your big boots on
Oh monday morning, monday morning,
You can't do me no wrong
And I gonna sing you this song
No, you can't do me no wrong.
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[Chorus]
..Sunshine on a winter's day
..Summer's not that far away
..If only all good things could stay
..But sometimes they just slip away
Cold and frosty mornings
sitting inside my room
Gonna take more than a little sunshine
to break away my gloom
I remember your smiles
and I still remember your tears
Nothing I could ever say or do
would ever take away your fears
I took the blame for your sorrow
I took the blame for your guilt
I took the blame for you blaming me
and every fucking thing that we built
Jesus only gave out forgiveness
but you had nothing left to give
Still think that wouldn't be a bad way
for a non-believer to live
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Old Country Road
03:14
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Dark country road won't you walk with me
Dark country road won't you walk with me
Betwixt the bushes and the tall green trees
Dark country road won't you walk with me
Long country road don't you want to get lost
And leave the country land to pay the cost
And grow old alone and never be bossed
And never come back to the old land again
Old country road I have known you so long
Like the back of my hand and the words of this song
Old country road I have known you so long
I'd trust you with my life I could do you no wrong
Sad country road tell me what do you know
Sad country road why do you curve and bend so
Do you follow the land from its shoulder to its knee
Or pick up your feet and roll on into the sea
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Warsaw Ghosts
02:24
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I spent a cold afternoon sipping coffee in a cafe in Warsaw where nobody spoke English except for the waitress who kept feeding me sweet cake and smiles. And the lines around the city signifying the emptying of the city in wartime and ghosts of small children treading delicately on either side. The occupiers stables the only building left standing now surrounded by modernist architecture that the Communists built to provide the people with warm and affordable housing.
That was progress, this was Warsaw.
My coffee was hot but my heart was cold.
There was snow on the ground and the ghosts of small children were leaving tracks across the park, the girls were laughing all wrapped up in hats and coats and gloves and scarves. They rebuilt a whole city from nothing and now it's home to a million people who go about their business not knowing that they tread on ghosts all of the time
and the ghosts are laughing, because this is Warsaw.
The vodka is cold but our hands are warm.
This is progress, that is Warsaw.
A city created out of nothing but a heart that would not die
That is progress, this is Warsaw.
A city that is haunted by its histories and its lies
This is progress, this is Warsaw.
Humans take the cold and make it come alive
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8. |
It's Only Sleep
02:21
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It's only sleep / I don't really need it
A good time to weep / would be better spent breathing
Wake up too early / Remember too late
Shock realisation / It was never meant to be that way
It's only sleep / It's over-rated
It's only sleep / I'm finding it dated
My body is aching / Left it at home in my bed
Been at work for hours / Think I'd rather be dead
I don't dream today / Won't be dreaming tomorrow
No devilish schemes / No worries or sorrow
I'm feeling tired / but I have to go on
I've just been hired / And I think I've gone for a song
It's only sleep / I don't really need it
Took my bed back today / Told the salesman to keep it
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Humans
01:46
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They say the earth is dieing that humans killed it dead
Like you could take a planet and put a bullet through its head
But a planet isn't human and it doesn't care what humans do
It keeps on keeps on keeping on and it's us humans who are through
Yes think it over logically, turn it around in your head
Every single human being is already going to be dead
It's the human race who's dieing
and planet earth will keep on carrying on
The thing that people always do is see things through their own eyes
Every single human being is in that way hypnotized
Like a painting of Jesus Christ, we think he'll look like you or me
The thing is we're just specks of dust in the face of eternity
So humanity can't kill a planet
it can't even kill the human race
when every single member is already
going to disappear from this place.
We don't need to think that life is hard
No, we shouldn't worry, and never need to cry
the only thing that humans never learn
is that we're all going to die.
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Rainy Days in Croydon
03:06
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Well, I feel so small
where the buildings seem so tall
and the sky seems so grey
the buildings all look grey
and the road seems so long
and the road seems so long
and I don't know where I've been
and I don't know where you've gone
dark dreary days that never end
perfect crafted letters never sent
words that come to me then float away
words I shouldn't really need to say
and the road goes on so long
and the road goes on so long
and I don't know where I've been
and I can't see where you've gone
Rainy days in Croydon
empty days that never end
Follow me to the rainbow
Dress me up as the Prince's men
Cast me out of the city
Cast me out of this town
I need to find a way to leave here
a reason not to be around
I'll invent a new persona
Might even learn to be a clown
Take me out and beat me gently
Teach me how to make a sound
Rainy days in Croydon
empty skies that never end
Sail my boat along the river
and drive me round the bend
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The Family Grave is a singer-songwriter based in Brighton (UK).
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