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Gold Ships
04:03
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Superstition is a flaw to be exploited
Thought the starsailors from the east
Taken to the city in the great lake
That was the end of its prosperity and peace
Up to the snowlines people driven
The condor man stripped of wings to fly
Disease of slavery below them
Above them cold indifference of the sky
Gold ships leaving
Ships appearing
Temples of the sun
They're low in the water
Strict to the order
With many more to come
(Better run)
Made to speak a different language
Worship one so alien to their ways
Living with mind and soul pollution
No spirit wind could blow it away
Gold ships leaving
Ships appearing
They're working every tide
Warrior people
Not church and steeple
Their eyes burning wild
(Burning wild)
Superstition is a flaw to be exploited
Thought the starsailors from the east
Taken to the city in the great lake
That was the end of its prosperity and peace
Gold ships leaving
Ships appearing
Temples of the sun
They're low in the water
Strict to the order
With many more to come
Gold ships leaving
Ships appearing
They're working every tide
Warrior people
Not church and steeple
Their eyes burning wild
(Burning wild)
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2. |
Something Somebody
04:47
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Missed your shining eyes
Missed your rainbow smile
Fireside exaggerations
Your so much to say
It was alright, I had all day
Fine detail tricky situations
Something somebody told me this afternoon
I had to call to see if you were alright
Got me all in a panic but refocused too
I had to call to see if you were alright
Faces from the past
When did we meet last?
Different times, different occasions?
Never be again?
What has rained has rained?
Different times but same persuasions?
Something somebody told me this afternoon
I had to call to see if you were alright
Got me all in a panic but refocused too
I had to call to see if you were alright
Your stories have changed over years
I'm glad; they're still great to hear
And long may they endeavour
I'd say you're looking fine
I'll have that drink if you don't mind
Nuts and bolts to keep us together
Something somebody told me this afternoon
I had to call to see if you were alright
Got me all in a panic but refocused too
I had to call to see if you were alright
Something somebody told me this afternoon
I had to call to see if you were alright
Got me all in a panic but refocused too
I had to call to see if you were alright
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3. |
Rattlebones
03:33
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Go ask Joe, old rattlebones
He'll tell you the score
Who's doing what to whom
And why and when and more
There ain't no mysteries here
He seems to know it all
He's got his ears to the ground
If you're coming 'round his stories need all day
Not some derelict
That's just part of his disguise
Blends in nicely here
When he's out to get his prize
He can hold any drink
That anybody buys
Just to learn a little more
It's an open door but his stories need all day
(Joe, take it away)
Sees us from behind his blinds
We offer vigilante pay
We tell him people wouldn't mind
But he smiles and turns away
Go ask Joe, old rattlebones
He's everybody's link
Won't cost you anything but
Your time and a little drink
Go ask Rattlebones
He'll tell you the score
Who's doing what to whom
You can come in the room but his stories need all day
(Joe, take it away)
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4. |
Old Piano
04:42
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Old piano
Out of place
Regarded now
A waste of space
Keys are sticky
Tone's not right
But not so long ago
It would play all day and night
Violin, recorders
A banged-about trombone
This old piano
Doesn't weep alone
Its song is gone now
Once so sweet
You could hear it playing up and down
This sentimental street
Songs of moon, of moon and stars
Drunken songs we took too far
Songs we played when we were kids
Songs sleeping now underneath the lid
Songs of moon, of moon and stars
Drunken songs we took too far
Songs we played when we were kids
Songs sleeping now underneath the lid
Old piano
Don't sound so swell
But once upon
It played so well
Now nobody
Has got the time
It's still in sight
But really out of mind
Truly out of mind
Songs of moon, of moon and stars
Drunken songs we took too far
Songs we played when we were kids
Songs sleeping now underneath the lid
Songs of moon, of moon and stars
Drunken songs we took too far
Songs we played when we were kids
Songs sleeping now underneath the lid
Songs sleeping now underneath the lid
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5. |
Snowbirds
03:37
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Taking flight into a pale sun
Unquestioning spirit to go
When favouring winds they rise for us
Ancient calls that only they know
To this sweetest and fairest of isles
Becoming our own winter white
Here pastures keep their green
And skies stay unseasonably bright
To this sweetest and fairest of isles
Becoming our own winter white
Here pastures keep their green
And skies stay unseasonably bright
Held in the thrall of old legends
Tales that make us feel we belong
Bask in the words all a-glowing
Held by those capturing songs
When the north winds are blowing
And the tall waves rise
Down from the heavens
The call as the snowbirds arrive
The call of the snowbirds
When the north winds are blowing
And the tall waves rise
Down from the heavens
The call as the snowbirds arrive
The call of the snowbirds
The call of the snowbirds
The call of the snowbirds...
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6. |
Tenderfoot
05:04
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On the edge, a single shack
Beyond just cutting slack
Dripping mosses, tarp' and wood
Shotgun palace called Tenderfoot
Paper windows, flat dirt floor
One-room paradise, old chapel door
Motor museum with rusted hoods
Graveyard of wheels in Tenderfoot
Long grey whiskers
Eyes that hurt
Catfish crawling
Along the dirt
Barking dogs, cats that scratch
Light the lamp if you can strike the match
Owls that screech, snakes that climb
Need a machete, you can borrow mine
Long grey whiskers
Eyes that hurt
Catfish crawling
Along the dirt
Tingle creek running brown
Mound of dust, a good sit down
Life ain't hard if you married good
Beyond beyond in Tenderfoot
Long grey whiskers
Eyes that hurt
Catfish crawling
Along the dirt
Long grey whiskers
Eyes that hurt
Catfish crawling
Along the dirt
Along the dirt
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7. |
Walk Away
03:40
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Maelstrom, confusion
Plagues of crippling doubt
Walk away inflictions
What's a soul about
What's a soul about
What's a soul about
Walk away and find out
What's a soul about
Steel cold, raw fear
Prison of stone guilt
Walk away restrictions
How your soul is built
How your soul is built
How your soul is built
Walk away and find out
How your soul is built
Walk away those doubts
Walk away those doubts
Walk away inflictions
Walk away those doubts
Injustice, suffering
Words that needle in
Walk away inflictions
Reach that soul within
Reach that soul within
Reach that soul within
Walk away and find out
Reach that soul within
Walk away the guilt
Walk away the guilt
Walk away restrictions
Walk away the guilt
Walk away restrictions
Walk away the guilt
Walk away the guilt
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8. |
Stuff
01:21
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Stuff held
Stuff denied
Stuff clear
Stuff disguised
Stuff that fills up a room
Stuff thought
Stuff said
Stuff wanted
Stuff instead
Stuff piled up to the moon
You can move in anytime
What's yours is yours, what's mine is mine
Stuff that might last a day
Stuff outdated
Stuff thrives
Gets broken
And revived
Stuff I can't throw away
You can make yourself at home
But there are standards to maintain
Stuff I can't throw away
You can make yourself at home
But there are standards to maintain!
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Sometimes I fill the tank
Drive till my mind feels right
Just take the lonely day into
The empty arms of night
Real places, better senses
Change of mode
Long shadows follow
Dissipate like ghosts
Most times I'm a child again
A playful wind that blows
A never down circus clown
Whatever this life throws
In all its tones and all its textures
Snapshots and sideshows
I don't need all the answers
Before it's my time to go
In all its tones and all its textures
Snapshots and sideshows
I don't need all the answers
Before it's my time to go
Crystal waters, crystal lakes
Mountains surrounding me
Like the whole world's in my wake
I'm alive, don't follow me
In all its tones and all its textures
Snapshots and sideshows
I don't need all the answers
Before it's my time to go
I don't need all the answers
Before it's my time to go
In all its tones and all its textures
Snapshots and sideshows
I don't need all the answers
Before it's my time to go
I don't need all the answers
I don't need all the answers
I don't need all the answers
Time to go
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10. |
Mojo Matters
03:08
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I'll tell you something
You'll know it's true
Mojo matters
Everything you do
And if it's missing
Don't force anything
Mojo matters
Mojo matters
Mojo matters
Mojo matters
Yes it matters
I'll try to explain
Everybody has it
Somewhere in their brain
Those magic moments
Delivering surprise
Mojo matters
Mojo matters
Glint in the eye
Mojo matters
When it falls upon you
All will see that it's there
It's infectious
Contagious
And easy to share
Yes, Mojo matters
Fall under its spell
How long it lasts
You never can tell
And if it's missing
Don't force anything
Mojo matters
Mojo matters
Appear it will
Mojo matters
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11. |
24 Stations
03:31
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Many a mile down the old rail track
Nothing much of nothing to do
I'm rolling quickly with a clickety clack
I'm 24 stations from you
How grand these stations must have seemed
With trains coming out of the blue
In the golden age of steam
When all was mechanically new
When out of the pines came the river
Out of the pines, the lane
Out of the pines, the wind and song
Out of the pines, the train
Parallel lines run me back
The whole of the country meets at Crewe
Yes, I'm all aboard with the pack
But I'm 24 stations from you
You and who?
Out of the pines came the river
Out of the pines, the lane
Out of the pines, the wind and song
Out of the pines, the train
Many a mile down the old rail track
Nothing much of nothing to do
Rolling quickly with a clickety clack
24 stations from you
You and who?
You and who?
Rolling quickly with a clickety clack
24 stations from you
You and who?
You and who?
Out of the pines came the river
You and who?
Out of the pines came the lane
You and who?
Out of the pines, the wind and song
You and who? ...
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12. |
Up In Flames
04:12
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Well this desert sun's a demon
Guns seem so out of place
Now the enemy is obvious to me
Blistering my face!
It's no time to whine
No weakness will do
No lamentations
Will get me through
I came in loud over the border
Sure was a show
I was high as a kite
But flying just too damn low
Nose dived in the sand
Jumped out of the plane
A million dollars
Up in flames
A million dollars of something up back up in flames
A million dollars, life-changing stash down the drain
Nose dived in the sand
Jumped out of the plane
A million dollars
Up in flames
A million dollars of something up back up in flames
A million dollars, life-changing stash down the drain
Well is that a mirage or is the end of this desert
Finally in sight?
I talk to myself and, man, I argue
About how I got in this plight
Bought into business
A small country store
Too far off the main track
Not there anymore
A million dollars of something up back up in flames
A million dollars, life-changing stash down the drain
Bought into business
A small country store
Too far off the main track
Not there anymore
A million dollars of something up back up in flames
A million dollars, life-changing stash down the drain
A million dollars of something up back up in flames
A million dollars, life-changing stash down the drain
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13. |
Gambling Man
04:41
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Gambling man, cards are down
Find me every deal in town
Gambling man
Make a living making them think
I'm some rich guy worse for drink
Gambling man
I play my hands, train my eyes
Frown, I smirk, I feign surprise
Gambling man
Lose a little, let 'em in
Drop their guard, think they'll win
Gambling man
I fool them up and wage them high
Strike like an eagle from the clouds
Get out fast without a pause
That's how it mostly was
Gambling man
How I game don't suppose
Jackpots fewer deceit exposed
Gambling man
Travelled far till accents changed
Different rules but money the same
Gambling man
Gambling man until I die
Just keep living for that buzz
Some days poor, most days rich
Someday a roadside ditch for this
Gambling man
Some days poor, most days rich
Someday a roadside ditch for this
Gambling man
A yellow moon sits over Havana
Why has it taken you so long?
I bet that someone has thought that
And put it in, and put it in a song
Gambling man, cards are down
Find me every deal in town
Gambling man
Make a living making them think
I'm some rich guy worse for drink
Gambling man
I fool them up and wage them high
Strike like an eagle from the clouds
Some days poor, most days rich
Someday a roadside ditch for this
Gambling man
For this gambling man
For this gambling man
Some days poor, most days rich
Someday a roadside ditch for this
Gambling man
For this gambling man
For this gambling man
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Jumbotown is the acoustic singer songwriting duo of Mike Davies and Paul Ivor Jones
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