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There is a world
03:56
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Hey - come and hear the news
because it's good enough to share
how can you refuse?
I've got to tell you what I know
you might think there's no way out
but I'm here to put you straight
I've been everywhere
and I can confidently say
there is a world
you can find a place
find a place
look outside the door
see a cloudy sky
with a ticket in your hand
you can travel anywhere
but you take your troubles too
so the secret of success
if there is one
is to look into your heart
look into your heart
there is a world
you can find a place
find a place
so you're on your own
no-one else can save you
on your own
look inside for direction
and before too long
you'll find a place
there is a world
we can find a place
find a place
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2. |
St Peter
04:06
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Peter holds the keys to the gates
He smokes a half-corona
Reading as he waits
Will he, won’t he let you in?
Did you pay your dues?
Could you walk a single mile
In a martyr’s shoes?
St Peter
His mind made up
You can’t move him
From this spot
‘Let me see your entry in the book,
‘We’re less concerned with what you did,
‘More with how it looks’
‘Step this way to paradise,
‘Abiding by the rules,
‘And tell me, can you tolerate
‘The suffering of fools?
St Peter
His mind made up
You can’t move him
From this spot
In the corner
At the club
St Peter
We all love
St Peter
St Peter
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3. |
No laughing matter
04:18
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Step into the looking glass
enter a strange new world
maybe I'm only dreaming
the lion and the unicorn
fighting for all they're worth
have nothing worth agreeing
They'll turn you upside down
shouting for your attention
the white knight has the ballot box
he likes to tell the world
'it's my own invention'
On reflection I'd say it's no laughing matter
so funny I cried my eyes dry
it's no wonder I'm going as mad as a hatter
that's my sanity waving goodbye
The walrus and the carpenter
never quite what they seem
better to keep my distance
I could vote for Tweedledum
maybe for Tweedledee
but how would I tell the difference?
They'll turn you inside out
see them prepare for battle
argue and contrariwise
see what it's all about
Tweedledum's nice new rattle
On reflection I'd say it's no laughing matter
so funny I cried my eyes dry
it's no wonder I'm going as mad as a hatter
that's my sanity waving goodbye
Bye bye, bye bye
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4. |
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I heard it's true
here comes the final warning
what can we do?
look out - the sky is falling
It's too late to step aside
hold tight and close your eyes
and taste the bitter tears that Atlas cries
[look out - the sky is falling]
So now it's clear
for all our calculations
there's nothing left
for future generations
No time for long goodbyes
sad songs or lullabies
only the bitter tears that Atlas cries
It's too late to step aside
hold tight and close your eyes
and taste the bitter tears that Atlas cries
His burden should be ours
but his shoulders bear the scars
how they sting: the salty tears that Atlas cries
[look out - the sky is falling]
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5. |
Talk to me
04:38
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Shelley can't bear the silence
nervously fingers her talisman
feels the magic lantern in her hand
It's ringing - prepare for idle chatter
Like singing - say something the words don't matter
Talk to me
she just wants to talk to me
she just wants to talk to me
all night long
And she gets impatient
whenever
there's a break in communication, yeah yeah
Shelley needs conversation
her genie understands
she rubs that magic lantern in her hand
It's ringing - every call's an emergency
Like singing - fewer words, more urgency
Talk to me
she just wants to talk to me
she just wants to talk to me
all night long
And she gets impatient
whenever
there's a break in communication, yeah yeah
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6. |
Diogenes
02:32
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Diogenes thought long and hard
living in his tub
looked for virtue on the streets
but couldn't find enough
Lift the lid of society
you won't be proud of what you see
a dog eat dogfood world out there
scraps and bones for all to share
come and get on the bandwagon
one-way tickets to Armageddon ...
... we're all cynical now
Diogenes - a bit extreme
'he's Socrates gone mad!'
But his followers concur with him
Four legs good - two legs bad
Lift the lid of society
you won't be proud of what you see
a dog eat dogfood world out there
scraps and bones for all to share
come and get on the bandwagon
non-stop to Armageddon
don't you know we're all cynical now
Journalists - back scratching
politicians - need sacking
you don't even have to be too clever
to see these two words don't go together: 'Reality TV'
Lift the lid of society
not too proud of what you see
a dog eat dogfood world out there
scraps and bones for all to share
come and get on the bandwagon
non-stop to Armageddon
don't you know we're all cynical now
and if you don't like what you're hearing
if you're atheist or god-fearing
if your habitat is disappearing
if you're crying or if you're cheering
come and get on the bandwagon
all the way to Armageddon ...
... we're all cynical now
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7. |
Under her spell
04:55
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I
met her on uncharted road
couldn't find my own way home
my own way home
She
spoke and gently made her mark
my unsuspecting open heart
my open heart
Every everybody knows
it's the real thing
every everybody knows
it's the real thing
I am under her spell
I am captivated
I am under her spell
I am captivated
My
total fascination
became intoxication
Her
words are irresistible
magical, mystical
Every everybody knows
it's the real thing
every everybody knows
it's the real thing
I am under her spell
I am captivated
I am under her spell
I am captivated
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8. |
Divided
03:36
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The long division in my soul
still needs healing
sensitive and painfully concealing
events of long ago still leave me reeling
Could you throw a line to a drowning man?
I'm not waving
holed below the waterline and fading
I'm just a wretched sorry soul who needs saving
Divided
divided and suffering in silence
and no-one knows
divided and hide away the darker side
it never shows
no, it never shows
I am divided
Smoke and mirrors charm the eye
fool the vision
mother of invention makes a master of disguise
how cunningly he keeps his secrets hidden
Divided
divided and suffering in silence
and no-one knows
divided and hide away the darker side
it never shows
no, it never shows
I am divided
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9. |
Green pavilion
04:55
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Come on out with me
let's go to the park
there were clouds in the sky
but they've all blown away
I'll race you to the gate
for a share of the prizes
there's always two winners
too close to call the result
Play
'til the sun goes down
day after day
at the castle on our stamping ground
The green pavilion
an open air stage
or home on the range
for a cowboy
Our imaginary millions
always something left
in the treasure chest
for tomorrow
Climb the tallest trees
we're on top of the world
at the mercy of the breeze
we're floating in the air
Roundabout and slide
and then we'll be swinging
to the rhythm of summer
and the melody of laughter
Play
'til the sun goes down
day after day
at the castle on our stamping ground
The green pavilion
an open air stage
or home on the range
for a cowboy
Our imaginary millions
always something left
in the treasure chest
for tomorrow
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10. |
Your music looks good
03:47
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Your music looks good
but it sounds like nothing at all
your music looks good
but it sounds like nothing at all
Style over substance
and the image is right
that's a tuneless voice
but the dresses are tight
There's no denying
your sex appeal
you look real good
but you don't look real
Your music looks good
but it sounds like nothing at all
your music looks good
but it sounds like nothing, nothing, nothing - nothing at all
Make your name
international news
pose with your microphone
in your shiny shiny shoes
Video glossy
the best we've ever seen
you're a big star
on the tiny tiny screen
Your music looks good
but it sounds like nothing at all
Dazzling steps and moves
locked to the beats and grooves
rhythm without the blues
we've seen all the pictures
of your funky tattoos
Gently sway those hips
we can see you move your lips
but what you put out
leaves us in no doubt
Your music looks good
but it sounds like nothing at all
your music looks good
but it sounds like nothing, nothing, nothing - nothing at all
Ooh - wrapper, sweet sweet wrapper
sweet wrapper
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Oddlyvalid London, UK
Born in south London one lunchtime, two became five, then four, then two, sometimes three.
Now we are four again, one in each corner. As odd and as valid as we ever were.
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