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It is no lie
The eagles fly
The angels cry aloud
The thick grey sleet
Fills flooded streets and homes
And you’re alone
Can’t live without the rain
The siren’s call
The victim’s fall
The bomber’s moon is black
The siren’s wail
The soldier’s fail
They’re never coming back
And we’re alone again
And I can’t stand the rain…
Against my window
The wind in my hair
The Gods are crying thunder
As it falls on Berkeley square
Oh as it falls on Berkeley square oh-oh
The home fires burn
The planes return
I hope it’s not too late
She knows my name
She feels the same
She always makes me wait
And I’m alone again
And I can’t stand the rain…
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Glasgow Kiss
05:30
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Love is a Glasgow kiss
It’s like this
It really moves
And with a fragile grace it breaks
And now I’m cursed
With a crazy bitch
Death wish
And what’s worse
Is that I love you
And all the fucking…
Words that spurt from the mind of a man
One word, but it hurts like a shot from a gun
And the things that we’ve done
Just admit they was wrong
But now it’s gone
Blitz
And a hazy mist in the air
But she doesn’t care
This is world war two blues
So bombs away
Raze this town to dust
Don’t delay
Sentence me
Cos all these fucking little…
Cheers
Never far from tears
We drink to the time
When it’s all alright now
Satisfy your reasons why in words
Fool if you think it works
Use the fucking…
Words that spurt from the mind of a girl
Just one word, does it hurt?
Like a curse from a kid
And the things
Which we did
Just admit
They were shit
So glad it’s gone
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Exiles
05:34
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Wake Up It’s a new day
The snow is falling and the skies are grey
Cast off! Pray for wind
When this child was born
Did you have to mourn
For the one whose lost at the dark end of the world?
All the time was saved
From the cradle to the grave
Lost at sea and calling out to me
The Berlin wall came down
But in this northern town
Love has gone to ground
The sailor’s decree
If you are young you fall
And if you’re poor you can crawl on the floor
We’re exiles from the law of hegemony
Spirits groaning under gravestones
Their restless wanderings and their broken homes
Cast off! Pray for wind
And if you search the world
To find the one you love
You’ll always find me there at the dark end of the world
And when you come back home
Floating in the foam
Drifting in the gloam
Lost at sea
And when the walls come down
Stuck in this northern town
Love has gone to ground
The council decree
If you are young you fall
And if you’re poor you can crawl on the floor
We’re exiles from the law of hegemony
Happy birthday you
Happy birthday too
I’m in charge, bon voyage
See you in this tune
Rock ‘n’ roll, 8 bells toll
Ringing through the gloom
Sail away through the grey
Hope to see you soon
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Benjamin Pell
03:08
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Benjamin Pell
He’s scratching sores at the gates of hell
My God he’s looking thin
But he doesn’t miss a thing
And life stinks
Do Coldplay care? Do they shit
And all the saviours and All Saints
Sing in the dark
Gone to ground
When we die
There’ll be no stars in the sky
No Christmas films on TV
When you’re free
You’ll never need the NME
So let’s try
Those who can’t will always cry
And words like flesh have all gone to ground
Ultrasound
At least while I’m around
Fuck off
If we follow you we get lost
You’re as fake as the fuckin’ scene
You’ve never been to me…hah!
Jonathon King
He never did learn how to sing
He sank so soon
We’ve all gone to the moon
Lost in space
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All Clear
05:12
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Why don’t you love me
I know that you’re lonely
And I’ve got a big knee
We’re the victims of apathy
It’s our peacetime enemy
And we’re drowning in the past
I wish those old days
Would finally leave us behind
I don’t need reminding
Love me
I’ll be your Al Bowlly
So won’t you please come home
Searchlights seeking the stars
When she comes could it be the last time
Hold me close tonight
There’s a new day dawning
Bowlly takes to the stage
Join me here in my air raid shelter
Hear those sirens call…all clear
I’ve been down London
And got a gold tooth and a problem
But up in heaven there’s a new one
Down in those gold streets
I saw the ghost of Al Bowlly
He said the future looks bleak
I wish those old days
Would finally leave us behind
I don’t need reminding
Al Bowlly
Just a Jew down Jermyn Street
When they dropped the bomb
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Andrew Victor Wood Leeds, UK
Andrew Victor Wood is known as Tiny to friends and fans alike, and is more commonly found warbling and playing basic guitar for Ultrasound and Sleepy People, as well as occasional bleeps and whooshes along with his partner Ali in the band The Owl Oscillation. He was born in Birkenhead and he is colour blind though currently there is no evidence that links these two things. ... more
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