1. |
Fine Like This
03:11
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I met Lula Mae
On the street today
A rather quick hello
Then she was on her way
But I'm fine like this
She gave me a hug and a kiss
And I'm fine like this
I went back home
Made a cup of tea
Well it's a tiny flat
But it's big enough for me
And I'm fine like this
She gave me a hug and a kiss
And I'm fine like this
I got a pile of books
Upon the shelf
My best company
On a slow night by myself
And I'm fine like this
She gave me a hug and a kiss
And I'm fine like this
Got a couple guitars
Well four maybe five
And I play my favourite one
Every day for a while
And I'm fine like this
She gave me a hug and a kiss
And I'm fine like this
Good old friends
Settled down
They may think of me as lost
And nowhere bound
But I'm fine like this
She gave me a hug and a kiss
And I'm fine like this
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2. |
Still Around
03:36
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Now there's a full moon above the block
It mostly looks the same
Glum lemon face, a rounded piece of rock
Looking through my window pane
My hair is a little thinner
I need glasses when I read
When I take a little nap after dinner
You're the one that I see
Once you came on strong
And I foolishly turned you down
But that was long long long ago
And I'm still around
The world keeps on burning
With crimes of passion and war
For every page that we're turning
It gets harder keeping the score
There is calm before the quake
And everything that lives is gonna die
The human heart was made to beat and break
And everyone who loves is gonna cry
Once you came on strong
And I foolishly turned you down
But that was long long long ago
And I'm still around
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3. |
Sycamore Tree
04:12
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Twirling sheets / Soaked in sweat
A mad hangover / And a twenty grand debt
Hurling my feet / Out of the bed
Thinking to myself / I'd be better off dead
Look out the window / Now what do I see
A thin man swaying in the wind / From a sycamore tree
A thick good rope / Broad smiling teeth
As he stares bug-eyed / Right back at me
This ain't no good / This is all bad news
He's got my flannel suit / And my leather shoes
As I cut him down / I say "I never knew,
I never knew I had / A twin brother like you"
And as I drag him inside / I say "Now listen to me,
There is somebody else / Gonna hang from that tree"
"With a thick good rope / And broad smiling teeth
And a bug-eyed stare / Insted of you or me"
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The last train is leaving
Heading straight into the night
You'll always do your dreaming
In grainy black and white
Nobody's gonna break your heart
Nobody's gonna break your heart
Pile up your lovers
Leave 'em there for dead
Only fools and rovers
Make it into your bed
Nobody's gonna break your heart
Nobody's gonna break your heart
Love's a hard time coming
Now that's a cold and distant look
Turning around I saw her running
A stolen kiss was all it took
Nobody's gonna break your heart
Nobody's gonna break your heart
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5. |
Chapel Creek
03:18
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Took the path across the ridge
Went down to Chapel Creek
Crossed the old wooden bridge
Listened to the water speak
In a language we all used to know
Long ago, long ago
It flows with the youth of spring
On its way to Chapel Falls
As my mind keeps on wandering
Something inside of me recalls
A language we used to know
Long ago, long ago
As spring is moving on
I hope there are many more to come
Until the world we know is gone
Come sing along, come sing along
In a language we all used to know
Long ago, long ago
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6. |
Face of the Moon
03:10
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The river is dark
And the mountain is steep
I'm cold and confused
And I can't get to sleep
Oh maybe it's me
But something ain't right
And the face of the moon
Looks different tonight
She came after midnight
On swift silent feet
With a strange bottled brew
Lucid and sweet
Then she mounted her broom
For a magical flight
Said "the face of the moon
Looks different tonight"
The world's at the crossroads
Hurricane on the rise
Seers and weathermen
Observing the skies
I don't think it's me
Something ain't right
The face of the moon
Looks different tonight
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7. |
Fireplace
04:13
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Shovel out the fireplace
Make room for breathing space
All it takes is a little patience
Nobody's got nerves of steel
Whatever got wrong with this ordeal
Save your excessive explanations
Passion to ashes and dreams to dust
Love may betray you but love you must trust
Most people believe in what they want to believe in
Or else what they fear the most
Lonely nights can be like hell
You know, sleeping really well
Takes a lifetime to master
Keep the bottle stowed away
Easy now, take it day by day
Sooner or later you've made it past her
Passion to ashes and dreams to dust
Love may betray you but love you must trust
Most people believe in what they want to believe in
Or else what they fear the most
Lonely chimney looming high
Silhouetted against the greying sky
Could it be you held on too long to a ghost
Take a word from a good old friend
Build a fire once again
There's a fresh wind blowing in from the coast
Passion to ashes and dreams to dust
Love may betray you but love you must trust
Most people believe in what they want to believe in
Or else what they fear the most
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8. |
Rainmaker
03:13
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Say preacher, say preacher
Won't you pray for me
Hey preacher, hey preacher
Say your prayers for me
The earth is dry and
The crops are dyin'
Rainmaker, rainmaker
Won't you dance for me
Rainmaker, rainmaker
Won't you dance for me
The earth is dry
And there's not a cloud in the sky
Hey gypsy, hey gypsy
Read your cards for me
Hey gypsy, hey gypsy
Won't you read your cards for me
The earth is dry and
Our little boy is dyin'
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There are false prophets everywhere
Some know the score and still don't care
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
This precious world is growing old
Most of it's been bought and sold
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
Rivers fed with mercury
Plastic swimming in the sea
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
Money just won't save your soul
The debt grows big, you lose control
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
Western sky is overcast
Apocalypse approaching fast
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
A storm will rise and bring the flood
Man was always made of mud
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
Dirty water rising high
Echoing an ancient cry
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
There are signs all around today
We stole the fire and we're bound to pay
Fall from grace
There's no fear of God in this place
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10. |
Mole
03:49
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Got the blues
From cocaine and booze
And the tales of Mother Goose
Won't shake your hand
But I'll tell you who I am
A rude and rambling man
Pretty Polly
And Handsome Molly
Go lightly from my window, Holly
The girl I left behind me
I didn't treat her very kindly
But I swear they'll never find me
Bought a gun
For my only son
Said run, Jimmie, run
Black is my soul
Dig a hole, dig a hole
I wish I was a mole
Got the shakes
From spiders and snakes
Nesting in my cakes
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