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Tell me how many miles must I ride
Before the forest road brings me to your side?
Your face is an apparition in the icy night
But when the sun hits the snow you come to life
So if you want to run away with me
Oh darling meet me at the rowan tree
What is this hell that I have come to roam?
Shanghaied off the street and so far away from home
But I do my duty; I do not let on
‘Cause when I hear the inner music, I’ll be gone
So if you can still hear me
Oh darling meet me at the rowan tree
I can still feel your knitwear
And your fingers running through my hair
Although I don’t know if I will arrive
I’m feeling just fine as I saddle up and ride
I call out to the sunlit space before me
Oh darling meet me at the rowan tree
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2. |
In Theory
04:25
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Let me tell ya bout a fella
Cloud dweller cloud dweller
So much promise in the lad
All for naught too bad too bad
Hesitant to make a move
Always unsure of what to do
Maybe go here; maybe go there
But he’s not going anywhere
He thought he saw so clearly
But he’s living in theory, only in theory
Starting over; getting out
It’s all he’s ever been about
See him at the picture show
Thinking all about Truffaut
Wondering what made him tick
Where’d he get the get up and go?
He tries to think but he’s at a loss
As to how he’s burned every bridge he’s crossed
A feeling inside he had to obey
Or maybe things just worked out that way
Days and months start to run together
Gives his time to idle pleasure
People ask “Hey man, how ya been?”
But it’s always the same with him
He has a smoke out in the rain
Youth is pouring down the drain
A picture of her at a tender age
He feels a little existential today
So now I’ve told ya ‘bout a fella
Cloud dweller cloud dweller
I think we might be losing him
The walls are starting to close in
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Liz
04:56
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I waited all night
Packed my suitcase and ran
Down to the station
To meet you Liz
You’re always returning
Forever my talisman
And London beckons now
And we have no plans
If you’re misty like I’m misty
Be still now and kiss me
Oh Liz
Here I am
I saw you at the Roxy
And I knew you were the one for me
‘Cause you weren’t on the dance-floor
You were up on the balcony
So swing your handbag in the air
We’re gonna disappear
No one can see us now
Tonight’s another night
This whole town’s just not worth it
So why sit around all day and curse it?
Oh Liz
What shall we do?
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Swoon
03:38
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I see her on the silver screen
So I swoon a bit
As long as I behave myself
There’s no harm in it
No cause for concern
No cause for alarm
I may be moon-eyed
But I’m not causing any harm
She flashes a toothy smile
And I swoon a bit
I forgot what I was supposed to do
Everything’s going off script
I don’t say the right words
I’m poorly dubbed
But there’s no need for words
You’re in Super Technirama my love
Linden trees start to bloom
She walks into the room
You wonder if that sort of thing
Could ever happen to you
She’s decked out in brown suede
So I swoon a bit
I’ve seen this one 100 times
I never get sick of it
Maybe my brain’s going soft
Maybe it’s the cider and wine
But for now I'll pull the curtains back
And go happily out of my mind
Linden trees start to bloom
She walks into the room
You wonder if that sort of thing
Could ever happen to you
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5. |
Mutations
02:56
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Mutations
The blood of generations
Comforting me
Consoling me
Saying “it’s alright so you’re alright
So it’s alright so do your thing”
Mutations
Runaway imagination
Contorting me
Distorting me
I’m out in the wilderness
And where I go from here is anyone’s guess
Mutations
Endless permutations
Three chords or four
Just give me more
Can you read lips? Do you shake your hips?
You can twist the twist-a or shove off sista
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Dance Like Ann-Margret
02:40
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When you smile you’re an animal
When you move you close in for the kill
Let’s sink our teeth in
No one’s gonna break our will
As long as we dance like Ann-Margret
The night club got blown up
So we moved it across town
We’re not living in fear
We’ll always be hanging around
As long as we dance like Ann-Margret
Girls keep swinging
Boys do the cha-cha
Don’t you loose your cool
We’re gonna pull through
As long as we dance like Ann-Margret
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Dumpster Fire
05:05
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Stacy Steamclean
Wears his hat everywhere
The inner circle wants to know
What’s really going on up there
Roll up the windows
Don’t let that Topstick show
Gotta get an eyeful
It just can’t wait
Gotta get an eyeful
Can’t help but take the bait
Save it for later
Take this one to the bank
He’s watching you
He sees everything you do
Mutters something underneath his breath
Every time he walks by
He’s a real piece of work
Dumpster fire clown car nightmare guy
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She's the Business
03:43
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She’s chewing gum
She’s playing drums
He can hardly believe
His song is finally being sung
He’s been sitting on his hands
He’s been scoping out the scene
But then she spoke in a voice like smoke
She said “I don’t care what you’ve done or not done
None of it matters to me”
Tore up his poster of Jackie Bisset
‘Cause she’s the business
His first rodeo
They took it slow
She just had to laugh
At all the things he didn’t know
No longer the voyeur
And it’s all thanks to her
(chorus)
He never did follow
The bouncing ball
She didn’t care at all
For faux macho
No more blue rooms
No more empty rooms
(chorus)
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9. |
Joie de Vivre
03:54
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The wolves have come
They are clawing down the door
They’ve come to collect
They are here to settle the score
But we’ve got one last chance
And we’ve got plenty of gas
So let’s raise the stakes
Before it all goes up in flames
Alive!
We’re lucky to be alive
No one knows how it will end
Or if I’ll ever see your face again
Could walk into a shooting spree
Or catch the latest super disease
So take my arm
Get up off your bended knees
And we’ll head for the hills
And we will get lost for a while
Dry your eyes!
They’ll never take us alive
We’ve got so much to learn
And we’ve got a long way to go
But if I can get through to you
You can sure get through to me
I can still see the lights
Of the Imperial City
But I know a few tricks
We just may make it out to sea
You and me!
Into the fire, you and me
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10. |
Wren
07:42
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What will become of you
When you come up for air?
Will I recognize you
When you come up for air?
Will I see your eyes?
Will there be anything there?
Bon voyage
Bon voyage
Will there be anything left
When you come up for air?
What will you see
When you come up for air?
The ashes of the world we knew
Through two black eyes with your arms tied to a chair?
Bon voyage
Bon voyage
Up on a ladder looking at the map
Telling myself I’m not scared
Will you sleep with the fishes?
Or will you sleep with me?
I won’t sleep at all
Until you come up for air
Bon voyage
Bon voyage
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