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The weekday line
03:14
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Don't ask me for a good place to stay
Beneath the basement of the bombed cafe
I hate to leave I love The big clock's chime
Now I'm hanging from the weekday line
The room we shared was so damp and cold
But somehow I felt that it was home
Now it's gone the shivers up my spine
leave me hanging from the weekday line
(plenty of time before the big clocks chime)
(there's plenty of time before the big clocks chime)
I hear your personality done left you for some other body
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
(plenty of time before the big clocks chime)
(there's plenty of time before the big clocks chime)
And you character done crackin' under pressure from this chill
Still
Don't leave me cryin' if it's all in vain
We set the deadline it's getting late
Someday maybe but not tonight
I think I'm hanging from the weekday
I think I'm hanging from the weekday
I think I'm weak at the kneeday line
I said no no no no no
Well I think I'm hanging from the weekday line
(you're too kind)
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2. |
Cheap talk
04:05
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Before we open up our eyes
I know this day will bring
Involuntary happenings
When we meet ourself
The truth it falls down off the shelf
Still it messes more than helps
Cheap talk and burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
When the devil skips and jumps
Before your very eyes
Forever mesmerised
One trick he'll play
And he won't stop the joke 'til judgement day
'Til he wraps it up, packs it up - throws it away
Cheap talk and burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
But I know what I believe
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
But I know what I believe
But you got a funny, a funny way
But you got a funny funny way of saying goodbye
So goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
Cheap talk and a-burning alibis (cheap talk and burning alibis)
But I know what I believe
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3. |
Homeland
04:12
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Homeland slows down
As all the natives get restless
Give us this break
Give us the long long rest
They'll never catch up
Least not before closing time
Give us this break
Make it some free time
Homeland's a mess
Nothing but take and take
It all started out
As the model supreme state
With nothing to give
Everything gone to seed
Give us the break
The paradise
We might leave this
Homeland, homeland
Nothing stirs
Homeland, homeland
Nothing stirs
Homeland in drag
Pretty and artificial
Under the skin
Broken bones and rotting tissue
Give us a yell
Tell us the price to pay
Give us the break
Make it the easy way
Way out in the cars
Out in the wild forbidden
Nothing stirs
Everything locked and hidden
Curfew is on
Everyone shut indoors
But a solitary song
Echos round the walls
Homeland, homeland
Nothing stirs
Homeland, homeland
Nothing stirs
Factory floors
Silent and non-productive
Everything closed
Rusty and non-constructive
Give us a yell
Predict our evolution
Give us the word
And a chance to form our own conclusion
Homeland, homeland
Nothing stirs
Homeland, homeland
Nothing stirs
Nothing stirs
Nothing stirs
Nothing stirs
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4. |
Sunken Vince
04:20
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Down in the corner
I don't hear you complain
Are you suffering the silence
With a dozen brandies in your hand?
I better run and hide forever
I'll set to sea for good
(you come home in the stormy weather)
Like every good sailor, sailor, sailor should
Is this Sunken Vince in you?
How is this song convincing you?
Is this Sunken Vince in you?
But I'm no good at all
Primeval clatter
Shatters your dumdum territory
But if my hearts a stone as you say
Then it's a real hearts throw 'tween you and me
Take it while it's given
Give in or its gone
No hope while you're living
(No-one you know lives for very long)
Is this Sunken Vince in you?
How is this song convincing you?
How is this song convincing you?
That I'm no good at all
Is this Sunken Vince in you?
Just bringing out the sphinx in you
How is this song convincing you?
But I'm no good at all
I try to hide from every part of me
Still my breath and I collide with regularity
I'm sifting for advice through a suitcase full of nones
Well it ends up triple nice
With fifteen thousand thousand tons
Well it's better than a promise
And it's better to pretend
In this battle raging forest
I'm staring at your friends
They got subways full of Trojans
They tap everybody's fear
But if they rattle my pagoda
There's going to be no-one, no-one left to hear
Is this Sunken Vince in you?
How is this song convincing you?
Is this Sunken Vince in you?
But I'm no good at all
Is this song convincing in you?
Just bringing out the sphinx in you
How is this song convincing you?
But I'm no good at all
Is this song? (is this song?)
How is this song? (is this song?)
How is this song?
But I'm no good at all
ALL ......
Well I'm no good at all
ALL ......
I'm no good at, I'm no good at all
No good at all
No good at all
But I'm no good at, I'm no good AT ALL
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Pete Slater etc Hawes, UK
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