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Gateway To Europe
05:13
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A crooked pub propped up the corner of the street
Opposite a furniture shop called Everything But The Girl
Rocket shaped signs declared Spacemade!
A brother of a brother-in-law tore all the houses down
Moved the people to the outskirts
To places where the buses run
But no one knows quite where they are
I'd just sold my bass guitar
I ran down Spring Bank in the rain
Tears mingling with the water
I knew it had to be though I knew there'd be some pain
We've got a gig tonight
We need someone with a car
Amplifiers, stolen PA
My Teisco Top Twenty guitar
Some people never cross the river
The accents are different on the other side of town
Winter sets in amid the stench of fog and fish
Free 'n' Easy Nite and Carlton Bingo
They say they're going to build a bridge
Connecting nowhere in particular with
Where no one wants to go
Old glories fade away
Derelicted houses the ghosts of yesterday
Ruined factories on the east side of town
They're slated for revival so they'll soon be coming down
I'd just sold my bass guitar
I ran down Spring Bank in the rain
Tears mingling with the water
I knew it had to be though I knew there'd be some pain
We've got a gig tonight
We need someone with a car
Amplifiers, stolen PA
My Teisco Top Twenty guitar
Make way for Europe
It's the start of something big
Gateway to Europe
It's the start of something big
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All there is is time
Hold that thought and it's gone
The fragile here and now
Where we mark time as time moves on
Increment by increment
Minutes turn into years
The Earth spinning round the Sun
Or did I get that wrong
I was so much better informed
When the world revolved around me
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3. |
Flash
02:08
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Sitting all alone inside the house
Wondering what might have been if I'd gone out
Exploring possibilities within my rancid mind
Inventing strange scenarios that really cross the line
It's dark and it's howling and the local supermarket
Is filled with disappointments but it's gonna have to do
Staring at the clock with no idea
How the fucking hell did I get here
Sick on Easter chocolates
And cheery Christmas cheer
Summertime is coming round again
I think I better phone someone and try to make amends
For something that I haven't done or something that I have
The seasons are all coming round too quickly now
It seems to me the Beach Boys told a lie
Summer isn't endless it's just endless looking back
You get your chance make a stand then it's over in a flash
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4. |
Mexican Fenders #1
01:01
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5. |
They Don't Mean No Harm
03:46
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They don't mean no harm
But that don't make them harmless
Here comes another one he's
Gonna have your arm off
These teeth they're razor sharp and
You can't dis-arm them
Down here in the deep
Where the sun don't reach
The dark ages of man
Crawls onto land
Come on come on come on come on
You know what they say
Well neither do they
Here comes another one he's
Gonna have your arm off
There's no democracy just
Gold-plated armour
Down here in the deep
Where the sun don't reach
Before the dark ages of man
Crawled onto dry land
Come on come on come on come on
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6. |
Wow & Flutter
03:36
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Hey
I don't mean to be your fanboy
But how d'you make your records sound
Like your records sound to me?
Is this your car?
It looks very stylish
I bet you drive it fast
Is this your wife?
Lucky lady
Well, how did someone like you
Luck out with a woman like that?
You know I've never really liked you
I thought I did but it was just a pose
And you you've got everything I want
I want to be you I suppose
And all your records are shit
Except for maybe one
And I'm your biggest fan
If I can't tell you then who can?
And here come the dischords
Here comes the bit
That's goona stop this from being a hit
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7. |
Forget Who You Are
06:21
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Everything is gonna be groovy
Like some happy clappy I-Phone movie
That you made and spread around the internet
Lest you forget
Forget
Forget
Forget who you are
In some sanitary vision of real life
No fuss no mess no stickiness
And no substances
You can forget
Forget
Forget
Forget who you are
Nobody can see your face anymore
Nobody can hear you cry
You control the circumstances
The how the what the when and why
You can forget
Forget
Forget
Forget who you are
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8. |
40 Years
03:19
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Forty years ago
I didn't have tuppence for the phone
I lived in one unheated room
That I didn't quite call home
And I didn't call home
In about six months
I said hey it's me your prodigal son
I swear one day I'm gonna make you proud
I said I'd make you proud
Just to hear it said out loud
But I didn't care
Forty years ago
I didn't know anything much back then
About the ways of this world
The wickedness of men
The wickedness of men yes
I was one of them
The sadness the insanity
The sickness and the sin
And I'd swear most days
I'd never do that again
I'd never do that again
I'd never do that again
I did it again
And I can't sleep at night sometimes
For thinking about the times
Useless times I've spent just wishing
Wishing time away
Wishing time away
Life throws up the same old lessons
Until you learn them
And I've got so many lessons left to learn
I wish that I could burn it all
I'm coming unravelled here
Once you catch a thread
You can pull it all loose
I'm beaten I'm done
I've run right out of juice
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9. |
The Two Of Us
03:42
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I ran past the paper shop
And the bingo hall I
Crossed the the road by the
Fruit and
Vegetable market stall
Across the green the morning sun was
Shining down on everyone
As I picked up speed and
Caught the bus
I thought about the two of us
The two of us
I paid my fare I
Climbed the stairs I
Noticed that the autumn nip was
Well and truly in the air
From Shepherds Bush to Hammersmith
The bus filled up the air was thick with
Cigarette smoke royal blue and
All the time I thought of you
I thought of you
I thought of us I thought albout the two of us
The two of us
The two of us
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10. |
Unnatural Act
03:49
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We were descended from dinosaurs
We weren't meant to survive
Roll around for a few million years
And wash away on the tide
The houses have no use anymore
The factories the cars
Best laid schemes - dinosaurs
A distant flicker a faraway star
Hey look at you you're quite a catch
Two steps removed from an unnatural act
Rolling out with both ends burning
Can't seem to separate the facts from the facts
Some say there's been a space invasion
They're living in the bodies of men
They haven't quite got the design right
And now it's us and them
The same old moon pulls the tides
That clothe and strip the beach
Underneath the weight of Jupiter and Mars
A distant flicker from a faraway star
Hey look at you you're quite a catch
Two steps removed from an unnatural act
Rolling out with both ends burning
Can't seem to separate the facts from the facts
Enough of this shit, enough of this shit
When are we gonna get enough of this shit?
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11. |
Mexican Fenders #2
01:27
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