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| 1. |
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It's time to come away, my darling pretty It's time to come away on the changing tide Time to come away, darling pretty And I need you darling by my side Heal me with a smile, darling pretty Heal me with a smile and a heart of gold Carry me awhile, my darling pretty Heal my aching heart and soul Just like a castaway Lost upon an endless sea I saw you far away Come to rescue me Cast away the chains, darling pretty Cast away the chains away behind Take away my pain, my darling pretty And the chains that once were yours and mine There will come a day, darling pretty There will come a day when hearts can fly Love will find a way, my darling pretty Find a heaven for you and I Love will find a way, my darling pretty Find a heaven for you and I |
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| 2. |
| 5:25 |
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She's going shopping shopping for shoes She wants them in magenta and caribbean blue Platinum and buttercup lilac and black They fill a bucket up and laugh behind her back Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you In New York and Paris on the Champs Elysée They see her coming from a long long way They clap their hands together when they get her in the store She's gonna wanna get more more more and more and more Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you Everyone's gone Jackie O She was a regular here We thought madame would like to know We've got the blood red rouge right here Now we've got all of madame's requisites and all in madame's size Madame's taste is truly exquisite she must accessorise The belts are alligator the bags are kangaroo Enchanté may I say the jade was made for you Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you |
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| 3. |
| 5:00 |
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She was swinging by the bangles in a main street store A while before we met The most dangerous angles that you ever saw She spied her amulet And she took a loop of leather for around her neck And that was then the start The most dangerous lady on her quarter deck She found her golden heart You found your golden heart Then we swirled around each other and the thread was spun To some arcadian band I would stop it from swinging like a pendulum Just to hold time in my hand And you shot me with a cannonball of history And long forgotten art I'd be turning it over as our words ran free I'd hold your golden heart I'd hold your golden heart Nothing in the world prepared me for, your heart, your heart Nothing in the world that I love more your heart, your heart Your golden heart And every time I'm thinking of you from a distant shore And all the time I sleep I will have a reminder that my baby wore A part of you to keep And I'll send you all my promises across the sea And while we are apart I will carry the wonder that you gave to me I'll wear your golden heart I'll wear your golden heart Nothing in the world prepared me for, your heart, your heart Nothing in the world that I love more your heart, your heart Your golden heart |
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| 4. |
| 4:53 |
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Skint in a material world I did a warehouse stint for southsea girl It was Hong Kong clothes for cash Everybody got treated worse than trash Punch the card in the company clock Load the trolleys and the company trucks And around and around the whole day through And you couldn't sit down when there was nothing to do Well they had beaten up people from every land Fools like me trying to be in bands A little french girl so good to me But I couldn't love her back so lonely A backpacker travelling through A lumberjack with the travelling blues We had worn out shoes and worn out cuffs And big ideas that were never big enough He said the man wants you go wash his car Hey you I'm talking to you I said me, not me uh uh No can do No can can do no can No can can do no can Now some were grown up unlike me And were dealing with reality I was spittin' sulkin' smokin' shirkin' While a lady from Jamaica was singing and working I had everyone but me to blame And every day was just the same Well nobody ever said it was a righteous world But if they did they never said it at southsea girl He said the man wants you go wash his car Hey you I'm talking to you I said me, not me uh uh No can do No can can do no can No can can do no can Well I've made my bed on people's floors Opened up and closed some doors Dreamed that if my dreams came true Then I wouldn't do what I didn't want to Walking through the gates to the outside To dream some dreams that never died And I walked the streets of London town Looking for a place to put my head down |
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| 5. |
| 4:36 |
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A dirty motor with London plates Sitting in the gutter outside your silent gates Vic and Ray, vic and Ray Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray Come to daddy baby, what is it worth Come to daddy, the scum of the crying earth Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray Laughing at each other's pain They run the heater in the morning rain This'll pay the rent around the world Wanna buy a picture of a girl Christmas morning, there they are Two rent boys wishing on a shining star Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray |
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| 6. |
| 5:13 |
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Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car
Don't you get it I don't want to buy it Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Cause I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride Now don't you get it I don't want to dream your dream Don't you get it I don't want to dream it Don't you get it I don't want to dream your dream Don't you get it I don't want to dream your dream Cause I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Don't you get it I don't want to buy it Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Don't you get it I don't want to buy your car Cause I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run I gotta be a free man to ride I gotta be a free man to run Cause I gotta be a free man to ride |
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| 4:42 |
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My lady may I have this dance Forgive a knight who knows no shame My lady may I have this dance And lady may I know your name You danced upon a soldier's arm And I felt the blade of love so keen And when you smiled you did me harm And I was drawn to you, my queen Now these boots may take me where they will Though they may never shine like his There is no knight I would not kill To have my lady's hand to kiss Yes and they did take me through the hall To leave me not one breath from you And they fell silent one and all And you could see my heart was true Then I did lead you from the hall And we did ride upon the hill Away beyond the city wall And sure you are my lady still A night in summer long ago The stars were falling from the sky And still, my heart, I have to know Why do you love me, lady, why? |
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| 8. |
| 3:40 |
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Well he's daddy's little boy he plays with his toys He holds on to his daddy's hand His daddy says Sonny you're a big strong boy You're gonna be a big strong man And they go play catch they go play ball They go take a walk along the sand Big strong daddy and a big strong boy Living in a big strong land Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy can I have a dinosaur Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Down in Louisiana there's a hurricane coming The little boy climbs the stairs And all along the levee all the people come running And the little boy's saying his prayers And a sleepy little laddie smiles up at his daddy And he's asking for his G.I. Joe And daddy tucks him in with a kiss upon the chin And says my little one I love you so Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Leave a light outside the door Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Lay down your head now don't get out of bed Don't you let the bedbugs bite It's time to go to sleep now not another peep And I'll see you in the morning light And then the radio was playing and the weatherman was saying The hurricane had blown away And daddy's little boy was jumping up for joy And he was singing at the break of day Daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy can I be a warrior Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more Yeah daddy is he a goodie or a baddie Daddy why do people go to war Once upon a time there were cannibals Now there are no cannibals any more |
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| 9. |
| 4:25 |
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She's going shopping for shoes
She wants them in magenta and Caribbean blue Platinum and buttercup lilac and black They fill a bucket up and laugh behind her back Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you In New York and Paris on the Champs Elyse They see her coming from a long way They clap their hands together when they get her in their store She's gonna wanna get more more more and more and more Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you Everyone's gone Jackie O She was a regular here We thought madame would like to know We've got the blood red rouge right here Now we've got all of madame's requisites and all in madame's size Madame's taste is truly exquisite she must accessorise The belts are alligator the bags are kangaroo Enchant may I say the jade was made for you Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you Imelda baby Imelda baby what to do All the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you |
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| 10. |
| 5:12 |
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We are leaving, leaving leaving on the tide come and stand beside me love the water is so wide you can hear the sailors calling at the dawning of the day yesterday is falling, love and je suis desole, je suis desole je suis desole, mais je n'ai pas le choix je suis desole, mais la vie me demande ca I am turning, turning from a land that I loved well look ahead my darling one across the rolling swell and you can hear the seagulls crying as we're slipping out of the bay yesterday is dying, love and je suis desole, je suis desole je suis desole, mais je n'ai pas le choix je suis desole, mais la vie me demande ca we are sailing, sailing for a land that's proud and free I had no more endurance for what had become of me and I will do that which I must do, love and now we're under way all that I can say to you is je suis desole je suis desole, mais je n'ai pas le choix je suis desole, mais la vie me demande ca je suis desole, mais je n'ai pas le choix je suis desole, mais la vie me demande ca |
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| 11. |
| 6:01 |
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Radiger stands in the rain and the snow Collector of autographs Names upon photographs Faces of people who everyone knows Radiger lives in a place on his own Briefcase and spectacles Strange and respectable He knows the meaning of being alone Radiger works as a clerk in the town Music or politics Radiger gets his kicks He gets information then he comes around Radiger waits at the hall in Berlin He waits there all night Security's tight They know who he is but they don't let him in Radiger waits in the dark by the stair His fingers are shaking His feet they are aching But your name's in the paper so Radiger's there |
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| 12. |
| 5:23 |
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Nobody's got the gun
Nobody's trying to get the drop on anyone Nobody's standing out on main street With the sun blazing down Saying |
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| 13. |
| 5:03 |
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We've paid in hell since Moscow burned As cossacks tear us piece by piece Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues Though death would be a sweet release And our grande armée is dressed in rags A frozen starving beggar band Like rats we steal each other's scraps Fall to fighting hand to hand Save my soul from evil, Lord And heal this soldier's heart I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord I'm done with Bonaparte What dreams he made for us to dream Spanish skies, Egyptian sands The world was ours, we marched upon Our little Corporal's command And I lost an eye at Austerlitz The sabre slash yet gives me pain My one true love awaits me still The flower of the Aquitaine Save my soul from evil, Lord And heal this soldier's heart I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord I'm done with Bonaparte I pray for her who prays for me A safe return to my belle France We prayed these wars would end all wars In war we know is no romance And I pray our child will never see A little Corporal again Point toward a foreign shore Captivate the hearts of men Save my soul from evil, Lord And heal this soldier's heart I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord I'm done with Bonaparte |
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| 14. |
| 5:55 |
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It wasn't just the music It wasn't just the wine Some other kind of magic Was sending shivers up my spine Then I was falling And I fell for you, and how Darling, are we in trouble now They say we're grown up But we've been searching all this time I wouldn't own up Never would admit to flying blind But in the Darkness We found each other anyhow Darling, are we in trouble now When we'd talk it over Love was a cry from a distant shore Then we found each other And all that we'd been searching for And I'm done denying I guess by now you know I'm through with trying Can't bring myself to let you go And of all these feelings We said we never would allow Darling, are we in trouble now Darling, are we in trouble now |
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