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a & b song |
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A say's he's glad to be here, b's chasing storms in the lightning state, |
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Where everyday above ground is a good day, and life is great. |
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A's got a cocaine body, b's got a benylin brain, |
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A knows he's gonna be some body, b don't believe in fame. |
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And all our time slips away |
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A's got a girl for each season, b's got a mail order bride, |
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A knows he's headed for salvation, b's afraid to die. |
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If hell is in the detail, babe, i'm a microscope, |
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I know i'll live to see you swinging, given enough rope. |
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And all our time slips away |
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A's growing tired of conversation, he's ready for his final scene, |
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B's whistling hotel california, and still living out the dream. |
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Here we are together, let's roll the dice just one more time, |
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Odd number says we walk away now, even says we die ...don't wanna die. |
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And all our time slips away |
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And all our time slips away |
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Producer : chris hughes. |
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Tom mcrae : vocals, acoustic guitars, percussion, harmonica. chris hughes: |
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Drums, percussion. |
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Mark frith : electric guitar, hammond, bass. tony marrison: programming. |
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Language of fools |
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I cannot use this language of fools to communicate with you. |
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The things that you say to mark the time of the day are calculated to bemuse. |
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And hey yeah ...hey hey yeah |
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Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time. |
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And lie here while i close my eyes, hold me through this night. |
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One good day will lead the way for another, my love. |
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Living here things are never so clear you discover my love, |
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And hey yeah ...hey hey yeah. |
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Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time. |
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And lie here while i close my eyes, hold me through this night. |
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Hide me, won't you hold my weight, hold me through this night. |
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Produced : chris hughes/tom mcrae. |
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Tom mcrae : vocals, guitars, piano, percussion. clive jenner : drums. mark |
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Frith : piano, hammond. |
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Chris hughes : percussion. strings arranged by anthony clarke. |
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Untitled |
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Get me out, get me out, get me out of this room, let me see. |
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Cut it out, cut it out, rip it out from this wound, let me bleed. |
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But wait now, wait now for me... won't you... |
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Shut it out, shut it out, black it out with the night, to put me at ease won't |
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You... |
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Talk it out, talk it out, yell out to the ghosts that stalk the street. |
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But wait now, wait now for me... |
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And we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea. |
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I've been waiting for so long. |
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Take my hand, take my hand, kiss me softly, then take your leave..won't you.. |
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Sit down, sit down, take the weight of me, let me grieve. |
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But wait now, wait now for me. |
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And we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea. |
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I've been waiting for so long. |
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But wait now, wait now for me. |
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And we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea. |
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I've been waiting for so long. |
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Producer : chris hughes. tom mcrae : vocals. howard jones : piano. |
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Sau paulo rain |
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There's always a party on funeral row, where the cross flashes red to the |
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Street. |
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And gasoline dreams of girls in blue jeans, he's grazing the surface od sleep. |
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The vultures on main street are eyeing you up, calculating the wait of your |
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Bones. |
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And midnight graffiti appears on your door, so we all can sleep safe in our |
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Homes. |
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And the storms in the distance hold no rain, and i feel my resistance giving |
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Way. |
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Shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time... sau paulo rain... sau |
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Paulo rain |
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Do not disturb this blood red earth, there's giants sleeping beneath, |
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And carnival queens on their deathbed scenes all go through the motions of |
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Grief. |
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Take another hit, let the bottle slip through your fingers and break like a |
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Promise made... |
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The day i remember, my heart i will keep, my voice i surrender and i will not |
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Speak to lie. |
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We were so alive, we were so alive. |
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Shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time... sau paulo rain... sau |
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Paulo rain |
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Producer : tom mcrae/jamie cullum. |
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Tom mcrae : vocals, acoustic/electric guitars. |
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Tony marrison : bass, keyboards. |
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Clive jenner : drums. |
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Anthony clarke : piano. |