1. |
The endless revolution
05:13
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The endless revolution
Oh, the lab rat joy to performance
The ermine on your shoulders
we will lap it up like gourmands
Between the boulders on the rocky slope of life
the rainbow’s end lies hidden
with the pot of gold and strife
You were always where you will be now
out to pasture, caught between the grass and cow
and on that fateful day when you will be my king
I’ll hold my peace forever, but my soul will sing
These are the ups and downs of standard evolution
there is no safer way to move ahead, but trying
new life springs to being, as the old lies dying
hence the word, welcome to the endless revolution
These are the ups and downs of standard evolution
there is no safer way to move ahead, but trying
new life springs to being, as the old lies dying
hence the word, welcome to the endless revolution
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2. |
Voicemail
04:40
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Voicemail
You cycled away from me
into better, I hope
I read your unwritten letter
it is helping me cope
the heartfelt and hollow
so close to the same
the wholes that you left
now spell out your name
If gone and dead were the same thing
then dead and gone would be you
But your eyes and your soul
and your heart and your voice still ring true
I look over this skyline
and I find you in song
to the words in my voicemail
thanks for keeping me strong
there is nothing to life you see
but happenstance
and the music to which we dance
is that of curiosity
the further we further it
is the farther we’ll go
and the less we leave unlit
the more it will show
If gone and dead were the same thing
then dead and gone would be you
But your eyes and your soul
and your heart and your voice still ring true
I look over this skyline
and I find you in song
to the words in my voicemail
thanks for keeping me strong
those in the know will paint me mad
the powers that be call me insane
but it’s not about the brain
it’s about the time we had
No matter how you came to leave me
no matter if you will return
you will always be here with me
your flame will always burn
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3. |
Girl don't get it
05:33
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Girl don’t get it
I’m the happy party guy
in a party of one
Good with a bottle
and virtual fun
I can stand people
but not for too long
just so to find stuff
to write me a song
I was not lonely
just fine when alone
left to the comfort
that abounds in my zone
Guess she was right
She called me master
at making my own
breaking boundaries
others were shown
Working my way
to the view from the hill
it only gets better
I like living there still
But what you get is what you see
Even in deserts, deserts like me
Girl don’t get it – why fret it?
Story of my life
There really is nothing
that gets me depressed
Nothing but love that is
I’ve put that to test
It’s when you draw back
that I’m not alone
but I become lonely
and sink like a stone
sink like a stone
See there is no ground
to not float above
reach for the top
and give in, give in
Girl don’t get it – why fret it?
Story of my life
To love the spoils
To love the coils
(scuse me while I freak out yeah)
Girl don’t get it – why fret it?
Story of my life
To love the spoils
To love the coils
How can you not see
we is what we should be?
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4. |
Mahu Ariki Nui
04:57
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Mahu Ariki Nui
It’s an albatoss
the coin never drops
we aren’t that smart
the way to our heart
still doesn’t lead to the treetops
It follows the path of the strongest
the longest, the hardest
it tunnels and plummets below
much to the mountaineer’s loss
Sunrise shadows of tallest clouds
stretch to the end of the world
Hope flares where the flaming shrouds
burn where the hurricanes whirled.
mahu ariki nui
(motherfucker!)
mahu ariki nui
(motherfucker!)
it’s an albatoss
flip your tender and leave
nothing will sink through the sieve
joy of ages, greed still rages
(don’t forget to tip the lender)
while you’re on your way in
to the depths of debt
flytrap for the inept
When will you learn to swing the rope
not to just sit tight walk it
freedom’s cheaper than dope
your lives should totally talk it
It’s an albatoss
like you’ve seen
on prime Sunday morning tv
the minister really believes what he says
but you won’t believe what you see
all of it gone, every dime taken
where are your dreams
by the time you awaken
eyes and splinters,
fingers, sphincters
I said it before
Sunrise shadows of tallest clouds
stretch to the end of the world
Hope flares where the flaming shrouds
burn where the hurricanes whirled.
mahu ariki nui
(motherfucker!)
mahu ariki nui
(motherfucker!)
It’s an albatoss
– you’re being lifted
by the albatross
– don’t think you’re gifted
It’s an albatoss
– you will be dropped
by the albatross
– it won’t be stopped
When will you learn to swing the rope
not to just sit tight, walk it
freedom’s cheaper than dope
your lives should totally talk it
Talk the talk, walk the walk
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Walk the talk, talk the walk
Walkie-talkie it.
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5. |
Dowsing for two
04:14
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Dowsing for two
In crazy rifts of time
I see your spirit wander
If I should squander all
at least it mixes fine with mine
The skies are slowly glowing red
You tear my heart asunder
With every curled-up corner of your smile (of your smile)
I’ve never been this dazed
I never saw that twinkle
I shouldn’t be amazed, this is the star you are
The star you are
The star you are still lights my way
through darker corners than today
And if I found you there
you would still lead me anywhere
it can’t be helped it is your way
Your way’s to blot the darkness out
to be the brightest one about
to light the lost and lonely’s way
and there is nothing that you do
that hasn’t always been in you
it’s just the way the lonely say
the lonely say they’ll follow you
whatever you will make them do
you fill the gap, you make believe
it is the worst form of reprieve
I never guessed this was a desert we could leave
our diving passes under waters that may heave
once below the waves all go they have a different lord to please
where we have none below this sun beneath these hills or in these seas
and this sand I’m holding in my hand is not of time but grander rhyme
All these songs that they once taught us
all these fairy tales that sought us
Are the only thing that stands
between you and me.
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6. |
The Europe of thieves
04:48
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The Europe of thieves
I decide to side with the future
The future is not made of war
The sooner we learn how to live with eachother
the better we’ll know what the dying is for
The believer is not the receiver
the giver is bigger in things he perceives
But to waylay the brawl, you can’t deny small
or the call of the wild in the Europe of thieves
The Europe of thieves
The Europe of thieves
Everyone here wants exactly the same thing
Do you recall the smell
of the orchard in hell
where we held and we danced
and the fruit also fell
And I loved the light
as it shone in your eyes
but it won’t be alright
if nobody tries
In the Europe of thieves
The Europe of thieves
Everyone here wants exactly the same thing
To be loved, laid and remembered
to be Aprilled and not be Septembered
in the Europe of thieves
It may be autumn
in the Europe of thieves
we took our money now we’re out in the street
It’s a final conundrum
get together, and hell’s what you meet
And only the ensuing spring will be sweet
now here’s my belief
vengeance is a lazy form of grief
deal with it
time don’t fly – it just waits to say goodbye
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7. |
Little scars
04:36
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Little scars
You left me little scars
some pretty big ones too
you turned me into jetsam
it’s the kind of thing you do
The flotsam that I am, though
still sails, to happy shores
and freeing what is in me is
the cheerfullest of chores
You scarred my heart, but it lives anew
And you’re the hostage of
the things that make you blue
I fell from grace today
you took my marbles, went to play
but in this devil town I find
the love from which you looked away
You can’t be faithful
if you don’t have faith
the wraiths that haunt my castle
share my laughter every day
We raise the glass
and make a pass
at every lady passing
we celebrate the life
that somehow did escape
the gassing, ha!
And you can try
to make your sorry life go by
without a hitch, a single glitch
to mar your painted, cloudless sky
#fail is a tag on twitter
made to mention you
leave your dreams with the turds in the shitter
check your deck at the table for two
the food looks good but the inside’s rotten
that’s the menu that spells you
it’s almost a sad thing to see
but prend ton argent, et signe ici
You can’t be faithful
if you don’t have faith
the wraiths that haunt my castle
share my laughter every day
We raise the glass
and make a pass
at every lady passing
we celebrate the life
that somehow did escape
the gassing, ha!
And you can try
to make your sorry life go by
without a hitch, a single glitch
to mar your painted, cloudless sky
the life, the gassing
the glass, the passing
the glass, the passing
the glass, the passing
Now get the fuck lost
Don’t mention the cost
of living
It’s not a thing to be measured
if you don’t know giving.
You don’t know giving, you just take
the waves that break left in your wake
the souls that fold out in the cold
are freezing for your sin
I’ll drop the bridge, invite them in
Let’s light the fire
The fire! Let feast begin.
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8. |
Sinsong
03:29
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Sinsong
I see clouds in the moonlight
towering mountain of movement in flight
When framed by the city we built
Night becomes more of a comfort
Mascot of sorts
Yoghurt at dawn
Quiet white presence
Prescient, not forlorn
We ran down these streets
We drive through them now
everything older, but nothing
is different, somehow
I think if I round that corner
I will run right into you, right now
Let’s write a song
and sing to the weather
together, how can we fall?
From the leading edge
this may seem deep
but don’t be alarmed
it’s only street art
You can’t be harmed
but by your heart
have a heart, it’s a pledge
I will keep
The steep of the incline
may seem quite a leap
but you will see in time
there is a different rhyme
Sages, mages and charlatans chime
what you should do is be careful, oooh
don’t let free spirits in
always stay low lest they might see you win
that’s how we beat ourselves here for ages
who would we be, to suddenly sin?
Let’s sin in song
and sing to the weather
together, how can we fall?
Let’s write that song
and sing to the weather
together, how can we fall?
We can’t fall at all.
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9. |
We
05:43
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We
It’s not your handbag baby
or the dress that fits
or the right to idle
off others’ benefits
it’s not the power to bully
or to prise a part that is not yours
from the heart of others
or to escape wars
escape wars
wars will be and you and me should see
freedom is the freedom to be we
it is not us or them
or the state we’re in
and it’s not the comfort
of a bottle of gin
come to think of it
it’s not the freedom not to think
think about it, it is us
we are the missing link
we are here and you and me should see
freedom is the freedom to be we
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10. |
Petrichor
05:34
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Petrichor
Neon clouds race by, below me
here where the heat don’t rise
feast of fire and ice, but blow me
don’t know the colour of nice
difference between seamfoam and spindrift
totally lost on me
whatever you think this is, whatever you see
it’s all lapis lazuli to me
But I miss the petrichor
your mind is playing tricks on me
Baby we’re a nobrainer
if largely happenstance
if only you could be here
you could lift me, we could dance
Far from me it be, to tell you
where to move your ass tonight
love somebody, set them free
promise me you’ll set the stars alight
But I miss the petrichor
your mind is playing tricks, I see
Yeah I miss the scent of rain
on you as you spread out before me
Repairman by day
Fixer by day, fixer by night.
Let me take all your troubles away
wherever we go it will all be alright.
They say I’m sinking home the morrow
God knows what will be greeting me
I can’t wait to feel the weight again
kneel upon you, love you land and sea
difference between seamfoam and spindrift
totally lost on me
whatever you think this is, whatever you see
it’s all lapis lazuli to me
But I miss the petrichor
my mind is playing tricks on me
Yeah I miss the scent of rain
on you as you spread out before me
And it’s not always fun
I can feel your fracking pain
Baby, even the December ducks
squawk at freezing rain.
Love me for me
or don’t even bother
that’s what you should say to them
after all, you are their mother
But they prolly won’t see
Hell, they prolly won’t care
It’s always the same
everywhere (4x)
But I will not resign
my name be indignation
for you to flunk out, fine
but you’re a well-past station
“Move them hippies north!”, you cried
and I listened
but up here, from this halfway house
I see victory glisten
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11. |
Travel light
03:59
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Travel light
You learn the most
those golden days you travel
It gives you ground to boast
to boot, and right to revel
Around the bend lies leeway for delight
One thousand thoughts could keep
your wildest dreams asleep
There’s reason not to ride
it’s easier to hide
There’s fire and rain and pain
and accidents of plane and train
and harm in any kind of flight
– best learn to travel light
We’re dead already
that’s all we know
and if we fail to fly
then life might fail to show
The richer you become
the more you get tied down
You can’t outrun the night
unless you travel light
In flight there was a time
when I forgot
to view the view
I felt the inflight mag was hot
These days I’ve come of age –
the road has put me right
I won’t be burdened now
I know to travel light
Around the bend
lies leeway for delight
Baby, you’re right
they’ve got it in for you –
your being paranoid
does not mean that’s not true
They’re coming fast, so babe
here’s what you do:
ditch the lot and grab my hand
and I will come with you
We’re dead already
that’s all we know
and if we fail to fly
then life might fail to show
The richer you become
the more you get tied down
but we’ll outrun the night
if we travel light
Look left, look right
glance inward, take flight
See, that’s where they are:
left down there while you go far
Left, right, inward, flight –
baby, did I tell you this?
The only world I’d ever miss lies in your kiss 6x
The only world 3x
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12. |
You are the leader
04:59
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You are the leader
Would you expect it coming in from afar
After a trek from the back of the black
seeing this circle a xanthous star?
Tiny magnificent marble
patches of green, sparkling blue
swirling of white passing into the night
flashes of lightning igniting below you
Then, there’s the garble
of myriad voices, cavorting in sin
making wrong choices, fighting their friends
and killing the next of kin
What’s with the fratricide?
There is no pride, in the divide
You think so much of banners and colours stained by blood
But you’re out of touch
Noone will know you after the flood
How long have you been here?
Isn’t it time you got some smart
What are you holding close to your heart
in this bad rerun of Starsky and Hutch?
What’s with the fratricide?
There is no pride, in the divide
And there is no place to hide
Sol will smash our ashes wide
solo
We are too old for this shit
We are charged to be the example
The evidence is bloody ample
No-one else will: we are it.
We need a leader, that leader is you.
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13. |
Empathy for the devil
04:55
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Empathy for the devil
No angels in my sky
Not a snowflake’s chance
Bye bye bye bye
Kidding won’t wash
Right doesn’t sell
Bundle the laundry
And take it to hell
What’s fair isn’t good
And what’s good isn’t fair
I shoulda smelt the brimstone
Through the treacle in your hair
and heard the voices
through the wall
If I’d listened
they said it all
No angels in my sky
Not a snowflake’s chance in hell
Baby, bye bye
I was made for meeting,
not for goodbyes
The outskirts of Bermuda
wait for you to hail the sunrise
Sure there is comfort in heaven
Hell yeah, anybody can tell
But given your smell
You really think that that’s where you’re going, well?
I got sympathy for the bugger
who’s going to have to make do, with you
The things that you did,
and the way that you do
He will have blindfire waiting for you
That’s why it feels good
because it is right
And all of the cramped close quarters
will give way as I slip into night
No angels in my sky
Not a snowflake’s chance in hell
Baby, bye bye
I was made for meeting,
not for goodbyes
The outskirts of Bermuda
wait for you to hail the sunrise
I am the angel
in my sky
Watch me flying baby,
bye bye
Cool CGI!
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14. |
The ugly ones too
05:05
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The ugly ones too
If in time we meet again
don’t know where and don’t know when
may not know how and why
for now, goodbye
you’ll do the things that you will try
and they may fly
But here’s what I will do
I will always think of you
Whatever comes along
I’ll work it into song
and to make my dreams come true
but first I’ll
hit the open road
towards the end I see
hope to never reach it
and be all I can be
nice guy if you wish
and if so maybe true
but I won’t forget
to nail the ugly ones too
see, they claim to seek
the prince in you
but the frog
commands the zoo
and it’s only fair
to the girls with real bad hair
to the not so supermodel
rejected by the brothel
those who sit at home, alone
who if you would not get them
might just sink like a stone
embrace the light
you may not be mister right
but you sure as hell can be
what they want you to be
so hit the open road
keep the end in view
hope to never reach it
hold your wits on you
nice guy if you wish
and if so don’t be untrue
but don’t forget
to nail the ugly ones too
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Yoghurt Haarlem, Netherlands
Yoghurt is a rockband from Haarlem, Holland.
It exists since 1986. Originally a
fivepiece band, it deals in unique music, comparable to none, but with a firm base in symphonic rock like that of Genesis & Marillion, and progrock bands like King Crimson & Primus.
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