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You thought it was over, you thought you’d seen the end
You thought we’d agreed that we would just be friends
But I’ve been going through your garbage like a filthy raccoon
Digging for your heart with a platinum spoon
Night after night ‘neath a cold yellow moon
I’ve been going through your garbage
Singing this lonely tune
Well you told me you loved me, then you told me you were wrong
But you’ve got a secret, I’ve known that all along
So I’ve been going through your garbage like a pigeon from hell
Looking for some crumbs with a story to tell
I don’t like the feeling and I don’t like the smell
I can tell from your garbage
Life is going well
Coz I’ve read your tea leaves
I’ve swallowed your pills
Your cigarette butts, potato peels
I’ve counted your bottles
I’ve rattled your cans
I’ve tasted all your bones and rags
I can’t find, the scraps and rind of our wasted love
Like the burning insects around the candle flame
You said my love was pointless and a shame
So I’ve been going through your garbage like an army of flies
Looking for a reason to hate and despise
I’ve seen it in your soul and between your thighs
The road through the fire
Is burning in your eyes
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Jones (aka...)
03:40
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You came along when my mind was open
Coloured me with shock and awe
You came for free when the world was charging
Millions to unlock my door
My father said you were rife with danger
Evil to your blackened soul
Your only sin was Word on a Wing
And turning off your ground control
Jones, soon too soon you’ve gone away
People try to sell your work and life away
Tell me that it’s not okay
Five years was a wake up call
But that was forty years ago
Time takes a cigarette
And lights it for another show
Cut up at the thought of writing
Everything I need to know
Love you truly my brothers Bewlay
Tell me on the next Bardot
To live, shout at the sky
Run to bedlam
Give, some other guy
Your words of wisdom
Ashes to ashes
You stay, and you won’t be sorry
We long to be
Just like me in our lovers’ story
Day after day
All our friends in their mansions grey
The words that we sang
When we dared to kiss the viper’s fang
Jones, soon too soon you’ve gone away
Tell me that it’s not okay
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Get That Feeling Back
03:49
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How’d we get to here?
All my life it seems, was just a dream
Until I stumbled clear
Of the barricade, into that Golden Age austere
You’ve got something to say that just can’t wait because
We’re this far down the track
Got something to prove but I can’t move until
I get that feeling back
Now my path is clear
Back to the mountainside, we’ll catch a ride
And there perchance to hear
Something in the breeze, that’ll set you free
Inside the mountain
There was pace and grace and life
And all was true
And lot’s of things to do
And when the piper
Stopped the tune I thought that I
Would get there soon
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White Lady Leaving
03:32
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Take a boat from the willows
Drift onto the lake
Me pole guiding, gliding
Your hand in our wake
What lies under the water?
Shall we dive in together
Or shall we both suffer silence in our lie
You once called me a warlock
You were my wiccan wife
Had no metal nor paper
But we were bonded for life
And life that comes after
There’s a stone in my heart
You’ve carved your art for all time
On the night you caught me
With your slow tease
And the song you taught me
Was the night breeze
Blowing through my heart
Tearing me apart
Oh my white lady leaving
For a cool place to sleep
Alone with the darkness
And the secret you keep
And love cannot follow
I reach down for your face
The ripples race to the other side
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Moving through the jungle with a million women swimmin’ in my mind
Drifting through the treetops taking all the milk and honey I can find
And I hurt and I grow
It’s a crazy feel
And I look and I find
We can make this deal
When the Black Prince comes around
Creeping through the darkness I can see the mortals quiver in their holes
Stripped of all their reason when I sense it’s open season on their souls
I don’t pay for my prey
I just make it bleed
When I suck at the root
I do more than feed
When the Black Prince comes around
And I look and I find
We can make this deal
And I hurt and I grow
It’s a crazy feel
And I look and I find
We can make this deal
When the Black Prince comes around
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Sick Carnival
04:01
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It’s time to go she told me with a face that seemed to turn to stone
But in a while her hand slipped out of mine and I was on my own
All of the times I wanted to start again
All the times I wanted the world to end
I looked around to see the bearded lady and the muscle men
Out on the town until I hit the ground and found my feet again
All of the times I wanted to start again
All the times I wanted the world to end
But please don’t end now
Coz I never rode the coaster in the dark
At the sick carnival
What happens now I wondered as the side shows began to fade
They took my hands and led me a tunnel in a dark parade
Bought my ticket to the long, long journey down
Took my medicine and ventured underground
Taste that gravity it makes me feel so free
But it’s the way we’ll always have to be
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