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Stick
03:26
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We go for walks at night, we hold each other tight
I kiss you once and tell you you're mine only
We never had no home, but it don't matter none
We've got each other and you know we'll never be lonely.
I ain't got much to give, but I give it all to you
A pair of old blue shoes and a heart that's been battered
You say you'll keep it true and I believe you well
‘Cause I know your life's been beaten and ripped up and shattered.
And it's you who I'm thinking of, you who's the one I love
You who I stick like glue to,
When I'm feeling blue-who?
What they think never matters, but what they do it does
If your life is in tatters, then think about us
Ain't never leaving you, nowhere I want to go
Now you've given me your hand I'll never let it go
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2. |
Okey-cokey
02:46
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How was it in London
Did you get you fund and Hunky-dory?
I've been waiting all night for someone to come and tell me a story
Well since you swept my feet off the ground
I've been looking for somewhere safe and sound
How're the Rolly-pollies doing?
What is it that you're chewing
Hallelujah
How was it in Bristol
Did you get a pistol for your mother?
Did you find a teacher or find a little creature for your brother?
Forgive me but since you left town
I've been feeling a little bit down
Three lovers and a priest are trying to tame a beast
Happy Christmas
Since you've been gone I've been feeling just a little bit aggressive
I wake up in the night with a feeling that's a little bit oppressive
Well it might be the weather or the moon
Or it might be the heat from this spoon
But I've been waking with a surge and with a funny urge
To smash your face in
So how was it in Leeds
Did you get the reeds for your father?
Is he still collecting reeds and stuffing them with seeds
How's your lover?
Well I know that it might seem absurd
But I've been trying to think of a word
But there's no excuses now, time’s up and anyhow
Okey-cokey
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3. |
The Epitome of Love
05:04
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Epitome of Love
The epitome of love is a stranger in a hat
It's a man with a needle, it's a singer with a bat
Or something like that, or something like that
And roses
The epitome of love is a tear jerk and a shoulder
It's a television secret, it's a woman growing older
It's a rolling boulder, it's a rolling boulder
And roses
The epitome of love is a fix up and a candle
It's a waving hated lover, it's a door without a handle
It's a bored dumb vandal, it's a bored dumb vandal
And roses
The epitome of love is a howl and a stagger
It's a falling roller coaster, it's another carpet bagger
It's a dead man and a dagger, a dead man and dagger
And roses
The epitome of love is a lover and a label
It's a man in chains it's a woman who is able
It's an undone cable, an undone cable
And roses
The epitome of love is a pistol at the back
It's a second before dying it's a whip about to crack
It's a head inside a sack, a head inside a sack
And roses
The epitome of love is a woman and a call
It's a pillar and a ditch it's a ghost inside a wall
It's a babe about to fall, it's a babe about to fall
And roses
The epitome of love is a bonny on a beach
It's a woman and a whistle it's a sailor and a leech
It's nothing you can teach, it's nothing you can teach
And roses
The epitome of love is a dagger at the heart
It's a mix up and a fuck up a divorce about to start
It's two people grown apart, two people grown apart
And roses
The epitome of love is a short sharp shock
It's a woman and a weapon it's a door without a lock
It's a broken bleeding rock, a broken bleeding rock
And roses
The epitome of love is children in tears
It's a man and woman screaming, it's a bedroom full of fears
It's the circle of the years, the circle of the years
And roses
The epitome of love is a button on the floor
It's a stain inside a kitchen, it's a knocking at the door
It's the paying of a whore, the paying of a whore
And roses
The epitome of love is a fire in the face
It's the falling of souls, it's a shredded veil of lace
It's a one legged race, it's a one legged race
And roses
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4. |
Take it easy.
03:38
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Heard that you were leaving me pity, poor old misery
He stuck his tongue right inside my ear
Now you think you’re gonna be someone in aristocracy
But you know that fashions only last a year
I remember when we met you said that I was gonna get
everything I wanted while I’m here
I followed you beneath the moon and far away but all too soon
Saw everything I had just disappear
But I just can’t fear
And now you think I’m all alone waiting by the telephone
But in actual fact I never shed a tear
Perhaps I should be feeling bad but I can’t because I’m just too glad
As I watch you and your grey clouds disappear
And I just can’t fear take it easy.
I witnessed what you did and said and when you lost your angry head
It landed on the street I’ve got it here
Your eyeballs looked like bibles and your lawyers and your libels
Can all fuck off cause you know I’m out of here
You were never what you said you never were that good in bed
Like riding on a razor down a weir
I knew you’d leave me one fine day those itchy feet were made of clay
And your tongue was always sharper than a spear.
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5. |
Run away
04:05
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Run away
I have never feared for the lives of children
Till I had children all of my own
Nor have I waited in wanting and warned them
That life is a ditch as well as a throne
Accidents tumble, like tumbling parcels
Full of surprises and laughter and moans
Coincidence falls on good as on Rascals
All fate is blind when in search of a home
I warn them that water's as deadly as fire
That roads are as deadly as danger itself
That water is glory and fire is warming
Is a trick of the world and the weight of its wealth
I warn them of strangers, of ghosts and of dangers
Warn them of friends that are enemies too
I warn them of feelings so deeply embedded
That when they're remembered they seem almost new
And at night when I walk through the dark and the shadows
And I come to the room where my children they sleep
And I catch in the air the smell of their breathing
What is there to do but behold them and weep
A tear for the dangers a tear for the joys
One for my daughter and two for my boys
A tear for their memory, a tear for their fate
For all things forgotten and remembered too late
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6. |
Betty
04:17
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Betty when I first met you, we were young and full of dreams
But time is like an accident, it's faster than it seems
But you know I'll never let you go cause you're my bestest friend
Betty won't you be with me till the end?
Betty you've got to realise that I love you more than then
Though I can see it in your eyes that you think I'm drunk again
But you know that I'm gonna be with you until my dying day
Betty do you love me when you say:
"You poor old sod you drink too much
your eyes are filled with blood
Ask me, and of course I'll
take you home"
Betty don't the room look strange when you've had a bite to drink
My senses they've been rearranged so at long last I can think
And I think I'll always love you and with you I'll always stay
Betty do you love me when you say:
"You poor old sod you drink too much
your eyes are filled with blood
Ask me, and of course I'll
take you home"
Now Betty one plus one is one, and six times four is eight
And I promise in the morning that I'll mend our garden gate
And I'll be so good tomorrow that you'll forget about today
Betty do you love me when you say:
"You poor old sod you drink too much
your eyes are filled with blood
Ask me, and of course I'll
take you home"
Take me home now Betty please, I think the night is done
Won't you help me get up from my knees and in bed before the sun
Comes shining down over those hills and starts another day
O Betty do you mean it when you say:
"You poor old sod you drink too much
your eyes are filled with blood
Ask me, and of course I'll
take you home"
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7. |
So Long
07:03
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So Long.
Late last night, when I was all alone, in my little home, an angel came to me, whispered in my ear, so prettily so prettily, what you doing here ain't you got no pride, ain't you got no love, to be dreaming of. And what do you think your doing, don't you know you're running on solid air.
And if you fall in love the weather takes it's toll upon the sky above where the clouds they roll. Hearts aren't made of stone, we're all flesh and blood and we're all alone, yeah we're all alone. And what do you think you're doing, don't you know you're running on solid air.
So bring on down the guillotine, or hang me high from a branch beneath the sky, destitution I have seen and the place where all lovers learn to cry. So burn my eyes with gasoline and share my heart between the beggers passing by. Been loving you, so long.
And when it's late at night I can't sleep in bed when the voices fight deep inside my head. There are stars above, but the moon is cold, all hearts in love must be filled with gold. And when it's time to leave we all pack away and we move on up to a brighter day. It's winter now but it's summer soon and you can take your place beside the moon. And what do you think you're doing don't you know you're running on solid air.
So bring on down the guillotine, or hang me high from a branch beneath the sky, destitution I ahve seen and the place where all lovers learn to cry. So burn my eyes with gasoline and share my heart between the beggers passing by. Been loving you, so long
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