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Atom heart
03:07
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Atom heart
Boom there goes my atom heart
Split in two getting blown apart
Boom there goes my atom heart cut in two
Getting torn apart
She played the game but played too good
Wired my brain like a scientist would
She had me jumping like a frog
Salivating like Pavlov’s dog
And there I was doing what I shouldn’t oughta’
Getting mixed up with Oppenheimer’s daughter.
Boom there goes my atom heart
Split in two getting blown apart
Boom there goes my atom heart cut in two
Getting torn apart
She said it’s fusion that you feel
Nothing else can feel this real
Just close your eyes
Count down from ten
And we’ll be lighting up the sky again
And there I was doing what I shouldn’t oughta’
Getting mixed up with Oppenheimer’s daughter
Boom there goes my atom heart
Split in two getting blown apart
Boom there goes my atom heart cut in two
Getting torn apart
I’m ticking about to explode
Tick tock tick tock
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I'm coming
02:31
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I’m coming
Hey I’m coming
I’ve learnt to comb my hair and tie my shoes
I’ve learnt to rise above these stinking blues
I’m gonna be the man you thought I was.
Hey I’m coming
Spent 40 days and 40 nights at sea
And the only devil I had to fight was me
I’m gonna be the man you thought I was
Hey I’m coming
Both in a storm now washed up on the shore
Let’s get back to the place we were before
I’m gonna be the man you thought I was.
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Big bad man
02:54
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Big Bad Man
I’m always wrong my gender makes me predisposed
After a fight, my metaphorical bloody nose.
Why can’t I ever learn to bite my tongue.
I’m always the big bad man.
Can’t read the signs, I never studied psychology and if I’m right
I still make an apology.
Why can’t I ever learn to shut my mouth.
I’m always the big bad man.
I’m playing a game I’ll never win
It’s not like I committed some mortal sin…or did I ?
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Every shade of female
Oh baby when I look at you
I realise that I’m a lucky man
Didn’t know that one and one made two
Couldn’t add up but baby now I can
And if I’m educated I blame you.
‘cos you’re the hot momma, you’re the good karma,
you’re the sweet scented northern breeze in my sail
you’re the deep thinker, you’re the soul singer
You’re every shade of female, every shade of female.
Oh baby it’s a funny thing, I’m so beguiled by everything you do.
I feel like a pirate king, sailing under your sky of blue
And if I’ve found adventure, I blame you.
‘cos you’re the hot momma, you’re the good karma,
you’re the sweet scented northern breeze in my sail
you’re the deep thinker, you’re the soul singer
You’re every shade of female, every shade of female.
I’ll never need another love, this smile says I’m satisfied
I know there’s no god above but I’ll get by because you’re by my side.
And if I’ve got a faith, it’s a faith in you.
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I spy
03:20
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I spy
Don’t get me started or I’ll never finish
After all that we’ve been through
I should have listened and eaten my spinach
So I’d be strong enough for two
I spy a piece of heaven tied onto a hurricane
And I spy a man and woman kissing in the pouring rain
I want to tell you but I’m just a headcase
I’m thinking things that I’ll never say
I’m Mr Thoughtless, I need a slapped face
For letting life get in my way
And I spy a piece of heaven tied onto a hurricane
And I spy a man and woman kissing in the pouring rain
Took me so long to realise
Took me longer to say
That I would have stood still forever
If I didn’t have you to lead the way
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This world
04:07
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This world
I can’t make any sense of this world
I can’t make any sense of this world
So much sadness, so much badness but so much joy
I’m confused how those who abuse can hold their children tenderly
And kill and maim without any shame the children of the enemy
I can’t make any sense of this world
I can’t make any sense of this world
All the bloodshed, all the unfed, but all the love
It’s so strange, how things never change
And the world keeps spinning come what may
We laugh, we cry, just passers by
As the sun sets on another day
I can’t make any sense of this world
So much sadness, so much badness but so much joy
All the bloodshed, all the unfed, but all the love
The flowers grow, the sun shines and we’re together.
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Paint
02:44
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Paint
Won’t you paint my face with kisses
Pant my face with love
Paint my face with kisses
Cos your kisses come from heaven above
I only want to hold you tight
So you can fly me like a kite
I only want to get it right
You’re never gonna give me a chance
I’m only waiting for a sign
To let me know you might be mine
Like waiting for the end of time
You’re never gonna give me a chance
You’ve taken everything and more
I call it love, you call it war
If I was rich you’d want me poor
I’ll never be the man that you want.
Waiting for the rain to fall
to wash away my pain and all
the verses written on my wall
I’ll never be the man that you want.
Daub me with your lips upon my skin
Let the red, pink masterpiece begin
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Not home
04:06
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Heavy weather (Not home)
We don’t talk, it’s too much
We go from day to day and never touch
You say love, I hear hate
Was it a foolish thought to think it’s not too late
So how come if we’re together, I feel so alone
You know we’ve been through heavy weather
So why are we not home
It’s not you. It’s not me
It’s work and life and love and family
It’s not bad, it’s not good
It’s harder than we thought to swim against the flood
So how come if we’re together, I feel so alone
You know we’ve been through heavy weather
So why are we not home
And if love won’t last forever
Then let me turn to stone
We’ve got the stars above us so why are we not home.
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Complicated question
03:46
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Complicated question
I’m Jacque Cousteau without the sea
I’m Wilbur Wright without the sky
You’ll have to tell me ‘cos I’m never gonna know unless you shout it out
or poke me in the eye.
I know I look like a fool
I know I don’t seem quite right
You’ll have to show me ‘cos I’m sitting in the dark
And it’s up to you to turn on the light.
Do you love me? Do you love me?
It’s not a complicated question.
I’m not as bright as I look
I’m not as dumb as I sound
You want a garden, well it’s never gonna grow unless you take the seeds and put them in the ground
Do you love me? Do you love me?
It’s not a complicated question
I’ll give you something less complex, if love is not your best subject.
Can you tell me why you are so callipygous?
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Don’t let our love start a war
We can make up, we can break up
Anything more and they’ll be dragging the lake up
Throw the last plate when I arrive late
Who said forever’s really not such a long wait
Don’t say it’s over, don’t say it’s true.
We’ve had this fight before, don’t let our love start a war
There’s no more points to score, don’t let our love start a war.
My head in your noose, why can’t we call a truce
I don’t believe that all this talking is no use
Hear my ribs crack as I shout back
If love is a needle then the world is a hay stack
Don’t say it’s over, don’t say it’s true.
We’ve had this fight before, don’t let our love start a war
There’s no more points to score, don’t let our love start a war.
Who’s gonna put me back together
Who’s gonna make it last forever
Who’s gonna dream, dream, dream
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Sweet Face
03:05
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Sweet face
Your sweet face, finds me when I’m lost inside the fog
And when I’m feeling lower than a dog
You make me howl
Your sweet face
It’s the world and universe beyond
Makes me feel like I’ve heard my favourite song
The angels sing, your sweet face.
It’s the warmth of the sun, the rain, the snow.
Takes me to the safest place I know
It’s the bird that sings my blues away
Your sweet face
Fills my head with helium and joy
Makes me feel like a helpless little boy
Lost and found
Your sweet face.
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12. |
The morning comes
04:11
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The morning comes
Hold on to nothing, like you’re holding onto everything
Holding on to everything, hold on.
It gets darks sometimes but the morning comes, the morning comes, the morning comes
Struggling forward, we move together all as one, move together all as one, as one
It gets darks sometimes but the morning comes, the morning comes, the morning comes
Greet every daybreak, like a gift arising with the dawn, gift arising with the dawn, the dawn.
It gets darks sometimes but the morning comes, the morning comes, the morning comes
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