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One girl among many
05:44
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you're quite the party girl in your sequinned dress
in thrall to songs of love, redemption and success
yes, you stand for all those things
that a life of grace and fortune brings
but now's the right time baby
to cross the border darlin'
and step on to the edge of the free world, and dance
dance for those who live flung far from home
dance for those caught up in conflict not their own
dance for those condemned for crimes
when they were innocent
yes now's the right time baby
to shake your shoes off darlin'
and step on to the edge of your good-time world, and dance
dance for those in fear
of censor's boot and gulag bone
dance for those oppressed
whose love defies XY XX
dance for those worn down
by soft greased palm and hard uniformed hand
dance for the suffragette
kept mum kept dumb
kept poor kept young
dance for those pushed out
when faith or face
scratch cultural sore
yes, dance for all of these
'till you can't dance no more
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2. |
Song with no refrain
03:38
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I've had enough of this old game
of busking for the hound-dogs on lonely street
a song with no refrain
for an audience of meat
the paying punter walks on by
the leaves keep on a-falling, and the geese still fly
and some clown with dancing bears has pulled a crowd, oh my.....
well, if I'm worth anything
or I'm worth jack
these journos inside my mind
are fine, but kind of puckish
how did I luck out, with such august competition?
when I just do my own thing......I play and sing
to all my fans who love me, and god above me...please
take my blind ambition down to the river
and I could leave this restless earth as a free man
like a song that I once sang, that had no refrain
they're all the same....
take me to a land where art counts for nothing
and I could take some baby steps as a free man
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3. |
A bust flush from A to Z
04:53
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I don't know how the bird can sing without a manual
or how the fish that cleave the sea have learned to swim
and I don't know why the air is sweet
when my girl passes by and our eyes meet
but the Beagle's in the rough stuff, a bust flush from A to Z
Darwinistas speak and spell
but that don't ring my bell
they talk a rational kind of dumb
but that don't thrill me none
shale tales don't shake no candy tree
when her love's Iike alchemy
and all I'm living for is the magic of her smile,
her skin like fire, and all the mysteries of her kiss
yes, it comes down to this
in a world that proves and reasons
she moves me like it can't explain
I don't know how some blobs of paint can set me smiling
or how a random bunch of notes can make me cry
well, see....I don't get how love's so profound that when my girl's lying here
just whispering in my ear - that sound - it's like a blue day, with clouds white,
the whirr of crickets, and larks...
Darwinistas' comfort crumb
but I won't give them none
Mother Nature, get you this...
The urge is not the bliss
shale tales don't stake no candy tree
when her love's Iike alchemy
and all I'm living for is the magic of her smile,
her skin like fire, and all the mysteries of her kiss
yes, it comes down to this
in a world that proves and reasons
she moves me like it can't explain
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4. |
Such is my dismay
03:43
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when the diamond mines outshine the glittering sea
when the gold is struck and stacked up by the dock
tell me why, tell me why
are your ships all filled with clay?
and such is my dismay
I'd sink the lot
when the quay's festooned with flags of every hue
when the shrimp-girl sings with flowers tied in her frock
tell me why, tell me why
are your ships all washed-out grey?
and such is my dismay
I'd sink the lot
yes, such is my dismay .....
the facts are these
the facts are those
the question to pose, I s'pose
is how you got this job at all
and why they set the bar so low
when the ocean's beckoning on to distant shores
when the sea-crows to some far horizon flock
tell me why, tell me why
do your ships row oh so slow
round and round the bay?
and such is my dismay
I'd sink the lot
yes, such is my dismay
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