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Cry Of Angels

Cherubims of angels
Flashing 'cross the sky
Bringing forth a warning
Don't let your freedom die
Hear those trumpets blasting
Down the walls of Jericho
Stand up and be counted
Let your masters know
That we won't let them take away
What we've won up until today
Listen to the battle-cry of angels...
Cry of angels...
Cry of angels...
You better listen

Reborn proclamation
For Woman-child and Man
Let you conscience guide
You to speak out once again
Racist head of facism
Rising from the ruins
Take a look around,
look at what they're doing
Don't let them trick you now
Into kneeling down to bow
Listen to the battle-cry of angels...
Cry of angels...
Cry of angels...
You better listen

Individualism:
A precious right to keep
Patriots on the left and right
Will lead you on like sheep,
Take control,fence you in,
Step on you like stones,
Tell you that it's for your good,
Protect you in your home
Voice of freedom,time to speak
Wake up from your borrowed sleep
Listen to the battle-cry of angels...
Cry of angels...
Cry of angels...
You better listen

 

Cushie Butterfield

I'm a broken-hearted keelman
and I'm o'er head in love
With a young lass from Gyetsid
And I call 'er my dove

Her name's Cushie Butterfield
And she sells yellow clay
And 'er cousins a muckman
And they call him Tom Gray

CHORUS
She's a big lass
She's a bonny lass
And she likes her beer
And I call her Cushie Butterfield
And I wish she was here

Her eyes is like two holes
In a blanket burnt through
And her breath in the mornin'
Would scare a young coo

She wears big galoshes
And her stockings once was white
And her bed gown it's lilac
And her hat's never straight

CHORUS

Cushie Butterfield

Aa's a broken hairted keel man and Aa's ower heed in luv
Wiv a young lass in Gyetsid an Aa caal hor me duv
Hor nyem's Cushie Butterfield and she sells Yalla clay
And her cousin is a muckman and they caall im Tom Gray.

Chorus- She's a big lass an' a bonnie lass an' she likes hor beer
An they caall hor Cushie Butterfield an' aa wish she war heor

Her eyes are like two holes in a blanket bornt throo,
An' her brows in a mornin wad spyen a young coo;
An' when aw heer her shootin "will ye buy ony clay,"
Like a candy man's trumpet, it steels ma young hart away.

Ye'll oft see hor doon at Sangit when the fresh harrin cims in,
She's like a bagfull o'saadust tied roond wiv a string;
She weers big galoshes tee, an' hor stockins once was white,
An' hor bedgoon it's laelock, but hor hat's nivver strite.

Chorus

Whan Aa axed hor te marry us, she started te laff;
"Noo, nyen o'yor munkey tricks, for Aa like nee such chaff"
Then she started a' blubblin' an' roared like a bull,
An' the cheps on the Keel ses As's nowt but a fyeul.

Chorus

She sez "The chep that gets me'll heh to work ivry day,
An when he cums hyem at neets hell heh te gan an' seek clay;
An' when he's away seekin't aal myek balls an' sing'
Weel may the keel row that my laddies in !"

Chorus

Noo, aw heer she hes anuther chep, an' he hews at Shipcote'
If aw thowt she wad deceive me, ah'd sure cut me throat;
Aal doon the river sailin, ansing "Aam afloat,"
Biddin addo te Cushy Butterfield an the chep at Shipcote.

Chorus

 

Dance Of Love

Take me from this crowded room
Give me room to hold you close
Hold so close to come unfold
Take my body with your soul
Loose yourself inside my arms
Two as one can steal the stars
Torn and free, beyond control
Take my body with your soul

Do the dance,
the dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance,
the dance of love
Dance with me

Touching deep, we feel the world
Reaching deep inside ourselves
Cutting loose from roots of home
Scattered winds, the winds of change
Weightlessly, we drift in sleep
Drifting circles of our dream
Dreams of love, beyond control
Take my body with your soul

Do the dance,
The dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance,
The dance of love
Dance with me

Do the dance,
The dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance,
The dance of love
Dance with me
Do the dance,
The dance of love
Dance of love
Do the dance,
The dance of love
Dance with me

 

Day Breaks My Heart

Come to me at twilight
Love me in the quiet
Of the day that's dying
Madness holds me waiting
Hoping the time will be taken
Across the silence eerie
Darkness calls the sun down
Love light fills the gloom

Day beaks my heart
Takes you away
Wake and we part
Break for the day, oh
You take my heart
When can you stay?
Day breaks my heart
Takes you away

Leave me in the shadows
Haunted by the low
Phantoms drenched in darkness
Love, a veil of stardust
Liftin' the center, the twilight
Rushes through the quiet
Shades have grown higher
Lovin' through the night

Day breaks my heart
Takes you away, oh
Wake and we part
Break for the day, oh
You take my heart
When can you stay? Oh
Day breaks my heart
Takes you away

Leave me in the shadows
Haunted by the low
Phantoms drenched in darkness
Love, a veil of stardust
Liftin' the center, the twilight
Rushes through the quiet
Shades have grown higher
Lovin' through the night, woah
Woah, woah, woah

Day breaks my heart
Takes you away, oh
Wake and we part
Break for the day, oh
You take my heart
When can you stay? Oh
Day breaks my heart
Takes you away

 

Dazed

Well here I go again
Get ready to start the machine
And remove all trace of blue
With a smile as I leave the dressing room

Dazed by the lights of fame
Go on and begin my reign

Well now we're all alone (all alone)
Entertaining each other this way
I'll sing you a new love song (new love song)
While you sew me a veil of nothin' wrong

Burned by the lights of fame
Feel warm,yet I feel no pain

Give it all (give it all)
Give it all
To you (to you)
And I'll
Give even more (even more)
Even more
To you (to you)

And now it's time to go (time to go)
Get ready to pack the machine
And when I'm away from here (far from here)
All that's left are empty cans of beer

Will you remember me?
I know I'll remember you

Give it all (give it all)
Give it all
To you (to you)
And I'll
Give even more (even more)
Even more
To you (to you)
[repeat stanza from "Give it all" to "(to you)" continuously, fade

 

De Do Do Do De Da Da Da

Oh! Demolition demolition
Demolition demolition

Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

Tied to a chair and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man
Demolition, demolition
Demolition, demolition

You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
'Cause you could be my greatest fan
But I'm nobody's friend, I'm a demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man
Demolition, demolition
Demolition, demolition

Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

 

Dead End Job

I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't no time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I want to do is play

Don't wanna be no teacher
I don't wanna be no slave
I don't wanna work no assembly line
Like my uncle Dave

The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't got time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I wanna do is play

I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday
All I wanna do is play
I just ain't got time to stay
But I ain't gonna run away

Don't wanna be no millionaire
Don't wanna own no mint
I don't wanna be no tax exile
And I don't mind being skint

The queue gets longer every day
I just ain't got time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I wanna do is play

I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't no time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I want to do is play

Don't wanna be no millionaire
Don't wanna own no mint
I don't wanna be no tax exile
And I don't mind being skint

The queue gets longer every day
I just ain't got time to stay
All I wanna do is play
I ain't gonna run away

I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job

 

Dead Mans Rope

A million footsteps, this left foot drags behind my right
But I keep walking, from daybreak 'til the falling night
And as days turn into weeks and years
And years turn into lifetimes
I just keep walking, like I've been walking for a thousand years

Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,

If you're walking to escape, to escape from your affliction
You'd be walking in a great circle, a circle of addiction
Did you ever wonder what you'd been carrying since the world was black?
You see yourself in a looking glass with a tombstone on your back

Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away in anger, walk away in pain
Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain

All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I'm just hanging here in space

Now I'm suspended between my darkest fears and dearest hope
Yes I've been walking, now I'm hanging from a dead man's rope
With Hell below me, and Heaven in the sky above
I've been walking, I've been walking away from Jesus' love

Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away in anger, walk away in pain
Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain

All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I'm just hanging here in space

The shadows fall
Around my bed
When the hand of an angel,
The hand of an angel is reaching down above my head

All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgi

 

Demolition Man

Oh! Demolition, demolition
Demolition, demolition
Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man
Demolition, demolition
Demolition, demolition

You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
'Cause you could be my greatest fan
But I'm nobody's friend, I'm a demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man
Demolition, demolition
Demolition, demolition
Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man
Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man

 

Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams that tie two hearts that will never die
And near the flames
The shadows play in the shape of the man's desire

This desert rose
Whose shadow bears the secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this

And now she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
The rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Whose shadow bears the secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of hidden hearts and souls
This desert flower
This rare perfurme is the sweet intoxication of love

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