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Bring On The NightThe afternoon has gently passed me by The evening spreads its sail against the sky Waiting for tomorrow Just another day God bid yesterday goodbye Bring on the night I couldn't spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't stand another hour of daylight The future is but a question mark Hangs above my head there in the dark Can't see for the brightness Is staring me blind God bid yesterday goodbye Bring on the night I couldn't spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't stand another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't stand another hour of daylight I couldn't stand another hour of daylight
When The World Is Running Down You Make The Best Of What's Still AroundTurn on my V.C.R. Same one I've had for years James Brown on the Tammy show Same tape I've had for years I sit in my old car Same one I've had for years Old battery's running down It ran for years and years Turn on the radio The static hurts my ears Tell me where would I go I ain't been out in years Turn on the stereo It's played for years and years An Otis Redding song It's all I own When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around Plug in my M.C.I To excercise my brain Make records on my own Can't go out in the rain Pick up the telephone I've listened here for years No one to talk to me I've listened here for years When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When I feel lonely here Don't waste my time with tears I run 'Deep Throat' again It ran for years and years Don't like the food I eat The cans are running out Same food for years and years I hate the food I eat When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around When the world is running down You make the best of what's still around
Consider Me GoneThere were rooms of forgiveness In the house that we share But the space has been emptied Of whatever was there There were cupboards of patience There were shelfloads of care But whoever came calling Found nobody there After today, consider me gone Roses have thorns and shining waters mud And cancer lurks deep in the sweetest bud Clouds and eclipses stain the moon and the sun And history reeks of the wrongs we have done After today, consider me gone I've spent too many years at war with myself The doctor has told me it's no good for my health To search for perfection is all very well But to look for heaven is to live here in hell After today, consider me gone
Low LifeFatal fascination for the seedy part of town Walk down the street and your head spins round Don't be seen alone without your friends at night Take a gun or a knife to the low life Don't have to be born into this society Pay for love but the hate comes free Bring enough money for the rest of your life Don't bring your wife to the low life Bringing us there to their vocation [? should be: the degredation] Always keep your back to the wall No rewards for your infatuation Low life No life at all Yeah, low life, low life In here to long to be afraid anymore You can't reach the bed so you sleep on the floor You get so stoned you think you could fly But you won't get high on the low life Low life....
We Work The Black SeamThis place has changed for good Your economic theory said it would It's hard for us to understand We can't give up our jobs the way we should Our blood has stained the coal We tunneled deep inside the nations soul We matter more than pounds and pence Your economic theory makes no sense One day in a nuclear age They may understand our rage They build machines that they can't control And bury the waste in a great big hole Power was to become cheap and clean Grimey faces were never seen But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen We work the black seam together The seam is underground Three million years of pressure packed it down We walk through ancient forest lands And light a thousand cities with our hands Your dark satanic mills Have made redundant all our mining skills You can't exchange a six inch band For all the poisoned steams in Cumberland Chorus We work the black seam together Our conscious lives run deep You cling onto your mountain while we sleep This way of life is part of me There is no price so only let me be And should the children weep The turning world will sing their souls to sleep When you have sunk without a trace The universe will suck me into place Chorus We work the black seam together
Driven To TearsHow can you say that you're not responsible? What does it have to do with me? What is my reaction, what should it be? Confronted by this latest atrocity Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Hide my face in my hands, shame wells in my throat My comfortable existance is reduced to a shallow meaningless party Seems that when some innocent die All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine Too many cameras and not enough food 'Cause this is what we've seen Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Protest is futile, nothing seems to get through What's to become of our world, who knows what to do Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears
The Dream Of The Blue Turtles--- instrumental ---
Demolition ManTied to the tracks and the train's just coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan And don't mess around with the demolition man Tied to a chair, [and] the bomb is ticking This situation was not of your picking You say that this wasn't in your plan And don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster I'm a demolition man You come to me like a moth to the flame It's love you need but I don't play that game 'Cos you could be my greatest fan But I'm nobody's friend I'm a demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster I'm a demolition man Demolition man...