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Spellbound
06:18
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Spellbound
I can see all of you
Inside my head
The ones that look shiny
The ones still in bed
You shout at your cell phones
Talk in your sleep
You sit in the cafés
Wait in the street
Let us walk quickly now
Come on, let us run
Get caught in a shower
Stretch out in the sun
I was spellbound
I was amazed
Simply spellbound, spellbound
I can see all of you
The ones that look shiny
The ones that look dead
Fish for the big one
Dream of a win
Look for the answers
Eat out of a bin
I was spellbound
I was amazed
Simply spellbound, spellbound
I can see all of you
Take a hike through the mountains
See your baby born
Play your music too loud
Hide in the corn
Is it a small loan
Or is it too much to lend?
You all know for certain
How it will end
So stack up the building blocks
And start a fire with sticks
We all like some magic
But do you see all the tricks?
I can see all of you
Inside my head
The ones that look shiny
The ones that look back
I can see all of you
Simply spellbound
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2. |
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England, Oh My England Parts I & II or The New National Anthem
(Henry IV The Real Parts I & II)
Part I
OK man, you hear me, yeh?
Don't let 'em tell you anything man
Anything!
All you've gotta do is look for Christ's sake
It's madness
Don't believe a word
I'm not paranoid man!
Stick with me!
Yeah…
Yeah, I'll get you out of this
Do you wanna know what really happened?
You know at first you don't notice…
But it affected everybody
Hey that's mine! Put it back!
If you want something, ask.
That's how this started…
(New National Anthem)
I'm f*cking lost...
All you've gotta do is look for Christ's sake
It's madness
Don't believe a word
I'm not paranoid man!
(New National Anthem)
You know at first you don't notice…
But it affected everybody
If you want something, ask.
That's how this started…
Part II
You gotta forget all that
All that’s gone man
Floating
High above the cities
Shines a lonely ray of truth
And screaming
High above the cities
Sinks a lonely photobooth
(Gone in a flash)
Face up
It's only you that matters
Or have you lost that with your youth
(Solo, New National Anthem)
You gotta forget all that
All that’s gone man
I’m f*cking lost!
It's only you that matters
That’s how this started
You gotta forget all that
All that’s gone man…
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3. |
You're My Little Vietnam
05:24
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You're My Little Vietnam
We all wonder who you are
Americium (241)too far gone
Underground the crystal hums
Dried out oceans, numbers, sums...
You're my little Vietnam
You're my little Vietnam
Diamond rays of sunken sun
Warm me with plutonium
Salt dried fish, we drive our cars,
Over the transuranic little stars
You're my little Vietnam
You're my little Vietnam
Agent Orange, napalm balm
You're my little Vietnam
[Guitar]
You're my little Vietnam
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4. |
Write A Song About It
05:35
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Write A Song About It
I looked out the window
It was the same as yesterday
I had a feeling
It was the same as yesterday
The news doesn’t cheer me up, and the wind is turning cold
It looks like some more good men, are going to fold
Our faith is leaving us and no-one seems to care
Belief is rationed now; it’s a meagre fare
And what are we gonna do about it?
I’m gonna write a song about it tomorrow
And what are we gonna do about it?
I’m gonna write a song about it
Tomorrow
I played guitar all night
Just the same as yesterday
I turned up the amp real loud
But no-one came (to say 'turn that down!')
Things have got tough around here and the rain may never stop
All the fishing’s gone to hell; so has the crop
The town’s full of strangers, I don’t recognise the place
All our friends have moved away; I guess we missed the race
And what are we gonna do about it?
I’m gonna write a song about it tomorrow
I took a drive around town
The same as yesterday
Had way too much to drink last night
Just the same as today
I’m not getting older, just colder in the heart
I'm not getting wiser anymore, I just don’t take part
The world is changing and there's not much space for me
I could build a rocketship, maybe that’s the place to be
And what am I gonna do about it?
I’m gonna write a song about it tomorrow
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5. |
Let Go (Never)
04:36
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LET GO (Never)
She was standing by the side of the road, I watched for a while
She turned around and we smiled
I walked across as if the traffic wasn’t there
Just as if, the traffic wasn’t there
Never knew each other, never knew each other
But it was different, it was close up and fast
And when it was good it was good
And when it was what we said we’d do
We said we’d never let go, never, never let go
Hold hands and we’ll never let go, never let go
We’ll never, never let go
Then it was.
Telling it like it was, was never the point of view
Telling it the way, the way you always do
Telling it like it was, no-one would ever know
Wondering where we’d go, but we’d never let go
She was from the side, the other side
Never knew her father, never knew her mother, never knew her father, never knew her mother
So we walked through the traffic, slabs of metal like they were never there
Passed through us, and we never let go, so we walked through the traffic, slabs of metal, but we never
Let go
Telling it like it was, was never the point of view
Telling it the way, the way you always do
Telling it like it was, no-one would ever know
Wondering where we’d go, but we’d never let go
Never knew her father, never knew her mother, never knew her father, never knew her mother
Never knew her father, never knew her mother, never knew her father, never knew her mother
Never knew her mother
But we’d never, we’d never, never, we said we’d never let go
LET GO
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6. |
I Could Be Shouting
05:24
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I Could Be Shouting
I went out
Into the garden
In my dressing gown
I worry about the world getting busy
With unimportant things
Look
I look at the sun coming up
I look at the world sinking down
Listen to the blackbird; go off like a gun
My feet are very cold and wet now
I could be shouting
On my own
I can’t hear anyone else at all
Shouting
I'm on my own
Don't tell your children to hush don't make a sound
Ask them to stand in the rivers and chase the fish around
I hope the planet and nature is left for them to call Mother
I’m sending out my siren fears one way or another
Am I a messenger pigeon with an airgun pellet in its wing
For a distracted world that only worships shiny things
Do I write on the wall that no-one is going to see or read
The pretty pictures on uchewb are all that they need
Am I shouting on my own?
Am I shouting?
I could be shouting
On my own
I can’t hear anyone else at all
I should be shouting
I'm on my own
Sometimes
I bang my head
When I get into a car
I am not as flexible as I once was
Can’t bend what is wrong into right
I could be dancing on my own
I can’t see anyone else at all
I could be dancing
I’m on my own
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7. |
Looking For Cannonballs
04:35
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Looking For Cannonballs
I'm looking for the cannonballs that roll around my head
Castellations, new inventions, built around my bed
Fields of yore and porridge poured, whilst days of gold I tread
Wondrous words of mystery in magic castles said
Save me-hee, from looking inside
Stare at a gentleman
Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide
Me by my riverside
Draw the bridge and raise the flags, the forest’s on the move
Portcullises and ramparts built, they shoe the horse’s hooves
Shields of honour, swords of peace are added to the fire
The Fahrenheit of 451 is written in the mire
Save me-hee, from looking inside,
Stare at a gentleman
Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide
Me by my conker tree
Save me-hee, from looking inside
Stare at the Englishman
Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide
Me by my riverside
More than ‘chival’, less than ‘rous’ is all we can afford
Eat our potatoes, praise the Lord, and bang upon your gourd
Witches brew, now voodoo too, in village foolish grins
Invocations, susurrations, spilling down their chins
Chainmails and cyber tax, mantraps from distant lands
Change is passing faster than the sea removes our sands
Save me-hee, from looking inside,
Stare at a gentleman
Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide
Me by my conker tree
Save me-hee, from looking inside
Stare at the Englishman
Stop me-hee, from seeking and hide
Me by my riverside
Loo, ooh, ooh-ooh, looking inside
Looking for cannonballs
Spoken: I'm looking for, the cannonballs, that roll around my head...
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8. |
"I'll Wave..."
03:58
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"I'll Wave..."
I feel like hell
Someone must have sprayed me with ‘old’
I still wanna fight everything, but I just got sold
I’m off to the organ farm
They’re going to make me make something for free
Oh Lord, they’re gonna recycle me
I’m all for the future
But I wanted to leave more than the key
And not just a voucher
To clear out my property
Please, let the sun beat down on my face for the last few days
But it rains like there’s no tomorrow
No tomorrow
Well, I could be a kidney
Yeah! I could be an ear
They may even grind me down to help thicken the beer
Wonder have I forgotten something I should have done?
I’ll never know, if I had enough fun
They’ll come and fetch me
Or I can go on the bus myself
It comes on a Wednesday
They don’t like you to make a fuss
God let the sun beat down on my face for the last few days
But it rains like there’s no tomorrow
No tomorrow
So sing me the sad song
And I’ll sing along
We’ll get to the end of it
If I stay strong -
You’ll wave ‘till I get to the bend in the road
I’ll wave ‘till I come to the end
(So sing me the sad song)
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9. |
Jerusalem
02:30
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Jerusalem
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green:
And was the Holy Lamb of God,
On England's pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of Fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
'Till we have built Jerusalem,
In England's green and pleasant Land
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Buzzing strangers into the building is a dangerous pastime. Letting them back
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