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- Another Way To Paradise
- Call Me Early To The Yard
- Fall Of Men
- I Wish I Lived In Ambridge
- Tightropes
- Jovo Girl
Another Way To Paradise
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There's no substitute for history
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The shattered layers of time
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All I know is how to show what's mine
We live in an age of whisperers
Where only the loudest prayer gets through
I don't care: my silent prayer was you
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Does anyone know another way to paradise?
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This road is getting me nowhere
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Fmaj7
Does anyone know another way to paradise?
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I haven't given up hope of getting there
There's so much I want to say
But I have no right to speech
Words die on the page or hang for an age out of reach
There's no substitute for mystery
The inexplicable flame
All that's real is I don't feel the same
Does anyone know another way to paradise?
One by one all the lights are turning red
Does anyone know another way to paradise?
Or should I stay right here?
Call Me Early To The Yard
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I could call you to the coast
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The beach is empty when the sun is setting
Bm
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But the road is never easy
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To anywhere worth getting
I dreamed of you last night
It was too beautiful not to be true
When I saw you this morning
It was too beautiful not to be you
I've got to lay some roots down
It won't take much to me to fall
But hope springs eternal
If it ever springs all
You tempted me out of my comfort zone
And refused to take up the slack
And now you claim I'm changing
But I'm only changing back
So I'll marry you at midnight
On any day that you name
I'll kiss you by moonlight
I'll kiss away your name
So call me early to the yard
Call me early to the yard
Call me early to the yard
Call me early to the yard
Fall Of Men
Cheap suits, expensive jeans
Clutch their drinks and forget their dreams
This I own
This I will take away
She enters to the rhythm that she'll possess
We can be only what we confess
We are Bukowski, Casanova
Jesus Christ
Brows furrow as the covers are removed
Connoisseurs smile wisely
At the fake name, the fake smile
The fake permission to see
But there's no climax beyond the leap
Beyond the crescendo and the applause
We laugh like Olympic judges
And drink as we deliver our scores
Ashamed we were naked, we fell
Ashamed of being alone, we fall
And the cheap and the expensive
Leave with nothing at all
I Wish I Lived In Ambridge
It's seven o'clock and it's time for the news
Here's Brian Perkins with his lonesome blues
And then there's Mark Lawson
Telling us Front Row will be awesome
Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge
For more than fifteen minutes each day
But it feels from here that Borsetshire
Is a million miles away
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Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge
Alice is too posh and Emma's a slag
And Amy's nowhere to be seen
So I know it's a phase, but I'm counting the days
Until Pip turns sixteen
And you know it's the truth, David and Ruth
Will be the best in-laws you've ever seen
They'll make a Hereford beef sandwich
Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge
So cut me a slice of Stirling Gold
Pour a glass of Lower Loxley wine
Or sit by the fire with a pint of Shires
And everything will be fine
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It's like he's speaking a different language
Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge
Tightropes
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Everybody's walking tightropes
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From here to God-knows-where
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And they only thing they tell you is "Don't look down"
So I gaze off into the distance
Where the tightrope disappears
And I dream of solid ground
You get a pretty good view from the end of line
But you've seen it all before
And it's never worth the journey that you made
And you can always buy your way back home
And sink into your comfort zone
But it's gonna cost you everything you saved
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And now I'm dreaming of you again
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And of everything that remains
Em
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By the wayside where we used to play
I was stranded, soaked and broke
Waiting for a bus out of Basingstoke
Wondering why the sun even bothers settings
On nights like this I hope I never recall
I lie awake and I recite them all
My memory's no good: I'm really bad at forgetting
And now I'm dreaming of you again
And of everything that remains
By the wayside where we used to play
I'm never too busy to notice a sign
I think of you when pylons align
There's a moment when you can see right through
And I sent my message over crackling wires
"Don't sink back down into my desires!"
It's getting pretty crowded down there too
And now I'm dreaming of you again
And of everything that remains
By the wayside where we used to play
And I still play
Jovo Girl
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Jovo girl, you've got me hanging on every word
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Jovo girl, though what you say is absurd
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Jovo girl, it's such a cunning disguise
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Jovo girl, with your come-to-church eyes
Jovo girl, I forget birthdays anyway
Jovo girl, I always hated Christmas
Jovo girl, I would never have a blood transfusion
Unless it was serious!
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You're always saying
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Am
That the world is about to end
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If that's the truth then on days like these
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Am
Could you do with another friend?
(You knocked on the right door!)
Jovo girl, we've got so much in common
Jovo girl, it's just a different higher power
Jovo girl, distributing magazines
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While people came and went
Jovo women too
Jovo girl, I've been through all your literature
Jovo girl, what isn't common sense is bullshit
Jovo girl, try to put me in the picture
But don't push it!
Jovo girl, where have you gone?
Jovo girl, I haven't finished my song!
Won't you stay and talk some more?
Jovo girl, she's talking to the guy next door