1. |
Great Big Old World
03:51
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bones by the road in the sun
that’s what we are, what we are
and all these mistakes we have made
will wash away, wash away
great big old world, great big old world
and it doesn’t stop for anyone
broke like a spoke in a wheel
what goes around comes around
and all we think is so real
is it ever there, is it ever there
great big old world, great big old world
and it doesn’t stop for anyone
someone said, watch your head
you could loose it round here
someone said
bones by the road in the sun
that’s what we are, what we are
burning up like a star
here and gone, here and gone
great big old world, great big old world
and it doesn’t stop for anyone
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2. |
Fortune
03:31
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she wraps her arms around you
comes on like a friend
you love her cause she’s beautiful
and she promises you everything
I don’t want to let her get too close to me
I don’t want to let her get a hold of me
she sits on a bubble
she only wears one shoe
flicks a finger in your eye
smiles and scatters you
I don’t want to let her get too close to me
I don’t want to let her get a hold of me
there’s nothing that she doesn’t dare
nothing she won’t do
there’s nothing that she doesn’t dare
nothing she won’t do
she has my number
and I know she’ll use it one day soon
snap me like a rubber band
send me sailing to the moon
I don’t want to let her get too close to me
I don’t want to let her get a hold of me
I don’t want to let her get the better of me
there’s nothing that she doesn’t dare
nothing she won’t do
there’s nothing that she doesn’t dare
nothing she won’t do x 3
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3. |
Dust Bunnies
03:51
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I’ve got a pocket full of dust bunnies
my imagination is hard to please
walking barefoot on a cold stone floor
remember when I saw you last and what you wore
living in a snow dome town
shake it up and turn it all upside down
It’s pretty I confess
I keep an eye on your stars out of habit I guess
I don’t pretend to know why
how what or where it all begins and ends
It begins and ends, it begins and ends.
there’s a movie running through my head
what we could’ve would’ve should’ve said
every empire returns to sand
Napoleon and Caesar walking hand in hand
I don’t pretend to know why
how what or where it all begins and ends
It begins and ends, it begins and ends.
I don’t pretend to know why
I don’t pretend to know why, how what or where it all begins and ends
It begins and ends, it begins and ends
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4. |
Plunkett Street Push
02:30
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what is going on round here?
the sea is high
tonight
i hope this boat
won’t let me down
i think about you all the time
no roses grow on a sailor’s grave
land ahoy! a part of me
wants to turn around
i’d loose the tattoos if i could
only settle down
no roses grow on a sailor’s grave
we could be strong
and i want to come along with you
but if you just want to spin the wheel
to keep me hanging on
i may as well be gone
i’m just riding out the storm
40,000 leagues away
i’d carry your books
carry your anchor
just to see you smile
no roses grow on a sailor’s grave
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6. |
Out Of The Mud
03:51
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i’m cutting the strings one by one
i’m letting go I’m slowly coming undone
i’ve opened the gates
welcomed the flood
i’m making a lover out of the mud
no master to please no need for the whip
no reason to hide away I’ve jumped the ship
bread for your body
wine for your blood
i’m making a lover out of the mud
i’m taking my time about it
no need to rush about it
i lay you a while out in the sun
a little touch here and there I’m nearly done
that’s all I have
i hope it’s enough
i’m making a lover out of the mud
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7. |
Eat A Peach
04:09
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i eat a peach
at the foot of your grave
monsieur gainsbourg
and it drips down like honey
on you in the afterworld
do do do, do do do do do do do x2
le temps de l’amour
j’suis d’accord
c’est maintenant ou jamais
aujord’hui nous sommes ici vivant
qui sait, qui sait
demain
do do do, do do do do do do do
je bois du vin
a votre vie
je chante une chanson pour vous
heure d’aller
la fin du jour
le soleil a disparu
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8. |
Where It Starts
03:43
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9. |
Ribbon Round A Bomb
02:15
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11. |
Dog House
03:03
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i get so lonely
out here on my own
i get so lonely baby
can I come back home?
let me out of the dog house baby
set me free
let me out of the dog house baby
throw me the key
maybe I went too far
maybe I just didn’t think
and maybe maybe maybe baby
all these maybes lead me to drink
let me out of the dog house baby
set me free
let me out of the dog house baby
throw me the key
whistle
streets are empty
my pockets are too
and no matter which road I take
all of them are leading to you
let me out of the dog house baby
set me free
let me out of the dog house baby
throw me the key
let me out of the dog house baby
throw me the key
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