1. |
George Goes To Moscow
04:00
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The spoon lies on the floor
It fell from the bowl on the table
In the room in the house in the street
Sitting in the other room
The button on the gadget
Is pressed by the man
Who points it at the screen
On the TV in the corner of the room
The news comes on and it's 6 o'clock
There's important progressions
In the major power sessions
George goes to Moscow (goes to Moscow)
He's going with the others to talk about
Talking about thinking about
Doing something about
The situation here the situation there
This is just one thing that affects everywhere
Back in the other room
Mother picks up the spoon
Puts it back in the bowl on the table
She's alone now the kids have gone now
Out into the street in the town
In the country under siege
But they don't know
The news comes on and it's 6 o'clock
There's important progressions
In the major power sessions
George goes to Moscow (goes to Moscow)
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2. |
Signing Off [Goodnight]
04:53
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Goodnight my moon and stars
Goodnight my inspiration
Goodnight my joy
Goodnight my love
There's nothing in the universe
That can compare to you
No-one I've ever known
Who makes me feel like you do
I'm feeling blown away
With every little word you say
I'm spinning off my axis
And I'm heading for the edge
Outside is nothing
Inside is something
Goodnight my moon and stars
Goodnight my inspiration
Goodnight my joy
Goodnight my love
You bring me happiness
You bring me true release
So let me close my eyes and
I'll see you in my dreams
It feels like there is nothing
That I cannot do
Feels like the world is at my feet
When I'm standing next to you
Outside is nothing
Inside is something
I love you
Goodnight
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3. |
CSR
02:35
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words by St Even
music by Photostat Machine
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Seat warm, sinking
Head back, thinking
Keys turn, purring
Feet, floor, moving
Every flashing light that whizzes by
Is like a memory
And the voices on the airwaves
Are talking 'bout me, 'bout me
And I ain't tryin' to hear it
I just need to feel the bass around me
Round me, right now
I put the peddle to the metal
Sometimes I just want to be alone
I'm as black as the pot and the kettle
But they're blind to the fact that I've grown
And the heart on the sleeve's still beating
But nowadays it's just a little more stone
And the heart of some men's still deceiving
But nowadays it's just a little more known
So up m****e fingers
All you p***y 'oles can bite me
Yogi Wan stop? Yeah, not likely
Yogi Wan pop? Yeah, well I might be
Cream of the crop just chillin' on the top
And it's hard to deny that I'm tidy with it
Might swing through ya hood
Like Spidey with it
The word is out
I got them spinning around
And they can't get me out of their head
Like Kylie innit?
And I'm smiley with it
Crowd say 'Bo!' like Riddick
Nike Air flow Bo knows lyrics
But what Bo don't know is
Yogi will kill it in a minute
Cook it on a skillet like it was a fillet
16 ounce steak served
With mash and spinach
That's enough iron, man
To make Popeye feel timid
Rah! So I guess it's best you
Read between the lines
Before you cross him stop look and listen!
Knock knock. Who's there?
The outsider and I'm coming in!
Knock knock. Who's there?
The outsider, dog, coming in!
Yo! All I got is my word,
And my b***s, and ambition
That's why I'm up late night
Cooking in the kitchen
If you say I can't then I tell you 'ni**a listen
I'm Mr. F*** You!
I don't need your permission'
Knock knock. Who's there?
The outsider and I'm coming in!
(Photostat Machine coming in)
Some say my metaphors are too hard
I should tone down
I say they should tone up
Or metaphorically go down
Some days I look in the mirror
Like, 'I'm so proud
God has blessed ya kid, you're well endowed'
(it ain't just what ya thinkin'!)
From the desk to the booth
I, just do what I do, and
Every time I touch the mic
I'm only giving you the truth
And it's like, they're pretending not to hear me
But I feel them shaking in their boots, and I
Can see it in their eyes that they're scared
Now I'm in cahoots
With the Photostat Machine
Now that's something never seen
And it looks so pristine, so fresh, so clean
Might blind you, high beam!
Rear view, black street
And I'm closing in on you at high speed
I've got a Photostat Machine
Now that's something never seen
And it looks so pristine, so fresh, so clean
Might blind you, high beam!
Rear view, black street
And I'm closing in on you at high speed
(Photostat Machine coming in)
Knock knock. Who's there?
The outsider and I'm coming in!
Knock knock. Who's there?
The outsider, dog, coming in!
Yo! All I got is my word
And my b***s, and ambition
That's why I'm up late night
Cooking in the kitchen
If you say I can't
Then I tell you 'ni**a listen
I'm Mr. F*** You!
I don't need your permission'
Knock knock. Who's there?
The outsider and I'm coming in!
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5. |
Lorel's On Hardy Street
03:46
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Walking down the same old streets
And staring at the same old faces
Getting in the same old cars
And being driven to the same old places
And all the while she tells herself
That it's only for the summer months
And all the time she hears the cries
Coming from her only son
Standing at the same old crossroads
She repeats over and over
"You can try all you want
But you won't get me"
Stumbling out the local bar
He doesn't want to go home just yet
He fumbles as he starts his car
And he thinks of the girl he's going to get
And every time it feels the same
He'll call her by a different name
He doesn't even share her shame
As she repeats over and over
"You can try all you want
But you won't get me"
Welcome to my world
Welcome to my friends
Welcome to my world
The fun it never ends
Walking out into the daylight
Squinting at the morning sun
She bears the scars she picked up last night
Only done in the name of fun
And she staggers home to see her boy
She wants to hold her only joy
She gets the call she didn't want
And she repeats over and over
"You can try all you want
But you won't get him"
Welcome to my world
Welcome to my friends
Welcome to my world
The nightmare never ends
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6. |
Vellutata
03:42
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If I sound sentimental I don't care
Call me new romantic
Play Dare
I don't care
Play Dare
And I love it
When your heart beats
When your heart beats
Our beats collide
And I love it
When your heart beats
I can feel it
I feel velvet
And I love it
When your heart beats
The stars are dancing for me
You can see
You can see it's in me
And I love it
When your heart beats
When your heart beats
Our beats collide
And I love it
When your heart beats
I can feel it
I feel velvet
And I love it
When your heart beats
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7. |
Echoes
03:53
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You - are you listening to me?
Is there nothing, nothing,
Nothing that I can say?
Pass the parcel pass by the silence
I'm coming in
'Cos you can walk in a room
Full of people who care
Screaming and shouting
'Til you're blue in the face
But all you will hear
Are the echoes of your words
As they bounce round the room
And are lost without trace
Here it is - a tape recorded voice
Hears the track, plays me back
And there's no choice?
Is there something else I can do
To make it through to you?
As I'm coming in
Everybody wants to get rich quick
So everybody's got to try
Everybody wants to go to heaven and/but
Nobody wants to die
You - are you listening to me?
Is there nothing, nothing,
Something that I can say?
There something else I will do
To make it through to you?
My machine's coming in
My machine's coming in
My machine's coming in
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8. |
Live
04:41
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The birds don't sing in my back yard
The birds don't sing in my back yard
I had a crash and it left me scarred
Now the birds don't sing in my back yard
Don't take your life for granted
Don't take your life for granted
The birds don't sing in my back yard
The birds don't sing in my back yard
You had a smile to chase the clouds away
Now it looks like they're here to stay
Don't take your life for granted
Don't take your life for granted
And she's singing...
The birds don't sing in my back yard
The birds don't sing in my back yard
Don't take your life for granted
Don't take your life for granted
She keeps singing...
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9. |
Unlovely
05:49
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No place to play
No place to party
The price to pay
For being a part
Of the unloved generation
Round and around and around
The boy on his bike
The question of blame
(Round and around and around)
It's all the same
All the same
To the unloved generation
There must be
Something wrong somewhere
When memories are
The best things that you have
Of the time before the time before
The time before
A mother gives birth
The baby is slapped
Thinks 'what have I done?'
Welcome to the unloved generation baby
(Round and around and around)
No place to play
No place to party
(Round and around and around)
The price to pay
For being a part
Of the unloved generation
There must be
Something wrong somewhere
When memories are
The best things that you have
Of the time before the time before
The time before
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10. |
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Talk to me
What's on your mind
Down the streets and in the homes
People sleeping together alone
Burning bridges and cutting ties
Killing memories
Living lies
Talk to me
What's on your mind
Sleep with one eye open
A million lashes
A million tears
A million hopes
A million fears
A million suns
A million stars
A million wishes
A million ways to break a heart
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