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Ribcage - Elbow
We blew the doors didn't we? Pissed in their champagne And did a real thing didn't we? Gave ourselves a name And peeled away the shame I wanted to explode To pull my ribs apart And let the sun inside To pull my ribs apart And let the sun inside Red stain blossoms And all you have is kisses all you have is kisses (x2) And when the sunshine Throwin' me a lifeline Finds it's way into my room All I need is you We blew the doors didn't we? Pissed in their champagne And did a real thing didn't we? To pull my ribs apart And let the sun inside To pull my ribs apart And let the sun inside Red stain blossoms And all you have is kisses all you have is kisses (x2) We called that love.............. when the sunshine Throwin' me a lifeline Finds it's way into my room All I need is you............................... All you have is kisses And all I need is you |
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| 2. |
| 4:08 |
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All the fallen angels
Roostin’ in this place Count back the weeks on worried fingers Virgin mother whats’erface You don’t need to sleep alone You bring the house down Choose your favourite shoes And keep your blues on cruise control All the gelded mongrel Bear their teeth for you Drag your feathers ‘cross the dancefloor Throw your shapes electric blue You don't need to sleep alone You bring the house down Choose your favourite shoes And put your blues on cruise control Don’t fall to pieces on me You don't need to sleep alone You bring the house down Choose your favourite shoes And put your blues on cruise control |
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| 3. |
| 5:52 |
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Fugitive Motel - Elbow
Lost in a lullaby Side of the road Melt in a memory Slide in a solitude Not 'til I can read by the moon Am I going anywhere Not 'til I can read by the moon Chorus; I blow you a kiss It should reach you tomorrow As it flies from the other side of the world From my room in my fugitive motel Somewhere in the dust bowl It flies from the other side of the world 'I'm tired' I said 'You always look tired' she said 'I'm admired' I said 'You always look tired' she said Not 'til I can read by the moon Am I going anywhere Not 'til I can read by the moon *Chorus; I blow you a kiss It should reach you tomorrow,reach you tomorrow As it flies from the other side of the world From my room in my fugitive motel Somewhere in the dust bowl, Somewhere in the dust bowl It flies from the other side of the world, the other side of the world the other side of the world.. Curtains stay closed But everyone knows You hear through the walls in this place Cigarette holes for every lost soul To give up the ghost in this place Give me strength Give me wings *Repeat Chorus |
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| 4. |
| 4:00 |
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Snooks (Progress Report)
Stuff was started Things had ends Stuff regarding all my friends Some were married All were fine These are good friends these are mine I got deep warm drunk And I lost my words And it does not hurt And that moon is… Absurd Stuff was started Things had ends Stuff regarding all my friends Some were married All were fine These are good friends these are mine I got deep warm drunk And I lost my words And it does not hurt And that moon is… Absurd |
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| 5:05 |
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Switching Off
Last of the men in hats hops off the coil And a final scene unfolds inside Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow Is a part replayed from a perfect day Teaching her how to whistle like a boy Love’s first blush Is this making sense? What am I trying to say? Early evening June This room and a radio play This I need to save I choose my final thoughts today Switching off with you All the clocks give in And the traffic fades And the insects like a neon choir The instant fizz Connection made And the curtains sigh In time With you You, the only sense the world has ever made Early evening June This room and radio play This I need to save I choose my final scene today Switching off Ran to ground for a while there But I came off pretty well You, the only sense the world has ever made This I need to save A simple trinket locked away I choose my final scene today Switching off with you |
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| 4:24 |
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Not A Job
Pull the final splinters Of missing picture winters You have to give yourself a break What's the fascination With lovers at the station You have to tear yourself away Chorus: The dream again nobody understands Walking through the long grass on your hands It's not a job to do today Sleep it off Words to make her stay: you said Leave me and the plants die A panic smile across your face Corrugated browline The hissing bitter punchline Call when you can tie your lace Chorus hissing bitter punchline...bitter punchline .... Chorus: The dream again nobody understands Walking through the long grass on your hands It's not a job to do today You rule my world my brother You rule my world compare..... ..................... |
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| 4:48 |
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Don't put this note by your face on the pillow
Don't put this letter in the pocket near your heart Keep it in the bottom drawer where you hide the sex tools I pray you always need them Chorus I know what you have done Throwing advice like grenades at the table You're spinning your wisdom in stories that change Your lies are fluorescent my babyfaced angel Grow a fucking heart love Chorus I know what you have done I've got your number You've got my number |
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| 8. |
| 3:58 |
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Buttons And Zips
Al had the guile and the sideways smile Bad boy and god Beck knew how to push a boy to blush Known as The Fox Tom came out in June to a crowded room No one was shocked Ed had the hair, the shoes and the blues Got me arrested once ‘Will I ever get this song off my lips’ is what you said We were at each other’s buttons and zips In the blossom shed Joe wanted to go before he could Joe’s doing good Cath was my all and every day She married in May ‘Will I ever get this song off my lips’ is what you said We were at each other’s buttons and zips In the blossom shed ‘Will I ever get this song off my lips’ is what you said We were at each other’s buttons and zips In the blossom shed... ................ |
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| 4:42 |
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Crawling With Idiot
It’s crawling with idiot I’m itching to leave I’m soft with fatigue I need something I’ve never seen anything quite like you In here Come on it’s not serious I just need arms tonight You’re blue collar pride And you’re loose cotton cool You’re wilting a little Nothing grows down here Come on it’s not serious I just need arms tonight Chrome Smoke Heat Me and you Come on it’s not serious I just need arms tonight..... tonight............ |
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| 10. |
| 4:58 |
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Grace Under Pressure
Grace under pressure Cooling palm across my brow Eyes of an angel Lay me down We still believe in love so fuck you |
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| 11. |
| 1:48 |
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Flying Dream
Flying dream 143 I stretched out my arms And my feet left the floor And how all fifteen (ahem) stone flew to you I don't know |
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