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The Death Of A Pigeon
03:25
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Billy got impaled on the spikes, Jilly shot down mid-flight
Phil he ate his feet to survive
This is no life
Kenny got electric-shocked, Jenny separated from the flock
And Pele, well he flew in front of a bus
This is no life
This is no life
Settle down with a nest and a wife
It’ll be all right
But nothing works how you want it to
I can’t do what I want to do
And a quick one upon the lamppost is all I can look forward to
I dodge your toddler throwing stones
I chew Kentucky Fried Chicken bones
Born and ate and died alone
But I’ll make it quick and easy
I’ll find a cage to release me
I’ll find a kestrel to decease me
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Judas In Blue Jeans
02:49
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Took this job in the hope that I’d survive
Took this job now I’ve lost my drive
And you’re the one with the time and the money
If little else
You’ve things to do
I’ve things to don’t
You said something will turn up
I’ve a feeling it won’t
My friend Judas, how does it feel
To lose your rag like you’ve lost your appeal
Built my hopes up higher than the trees
Watched me fall and your heart bleeds
A stitch in time will save a piece of mind
Not yours but mine
It’s the time not the place
Save your disgrace
Dance to that tune
I’ll wipe the smile off your face
Dance to the music of your criminal record
You can count on the counter staff for fingerprints and photographs
After the aftermath they’re having the last laugh
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Hit
03:33
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She pulled out when push came to shove
I call a spade a spade and her heart isn’t golden
Good luck embraces you
Mine shows in a bruise
If I’m downtrodden you know the reason why
From down-in-the-mouth and out in the cold
To boxed-in and wishing it hadn’t come to this
They’re in the pictures as permanent fixtures
Black eyes and blue jeans
When I fell to the ground
It was then I found…
With a dash of hope and a flash of soap
Life’s hard when you know the answer’s ‘No’
But scum rises fast
Just forget the past, come on, get in the car
It isn’t far to getaway
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Sidecar
03:21
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Driving sidecar won’t get you very far
It’s been a long time
I never learned to drive
I can see a part of my life disappearing down the plughole
Try to find the right way, try to find a peace of mind
Try to find the right way, try to find an alibi
Driving sidecar won’t get you very far
Just like the Rolling Stones I think I’m getting old
I can see a part of my life disappearing down the plughole
And I can’t see them falling at my feet
The road is long and I know when I’m beat
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7. |
The Circus
04:08
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I’ll run away
I’ll run away
I’ll be gone by the morning
Won’t leave you any warning
I’ll run away
I’ll run away
I’ll sneak out by the back door
There’s a note left by the front door
I ran away
Not coming back
Not coming back
The trouble with the circus is you only scratch the surface
It’s not just tents and campfires
There’s a lot more to the high wire
Not coming back
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I Want My Money Back
05:25
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Sometimes I’ve had to wonder if the bus is going to make it
If the driver’s feet can take it over the hill
And I wouldn’t trust my brother with this secret I’ve been given
My life wouldn’t be worth living
Over the hill
Should I fix the odds and build a stack
And hold it against you
Should I dig a hole and build a trap
Because I want my money back
Will I get to wander by the Volkhov in the summer?
Will you be my lucky number?
There’s nowhere for me to hide here with your houses full of strangers
And your gardens turned to car parks all over the hill
Well I still don’t tread on pavement cracks
And I’ve had enough of Basement Jaxx
And that red door, I want to paint it black
Cos I want my money back
I want my money back
From crease and fold to have-and-hold
And poverty from on the dole
And you wonder where the money goes
And I wonder but I just don’t know
And I wonder but I just don’t know
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Interlude: Cuckoo
00:32
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Cloak And Dagger
03:48
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When you play cloak and dagger
Try to build up esteem
If you play it much harder then you won’t steal the scene
It depends how you feel when you see the trap door
It depends how you feel when you fall through the floor
When you play cloak and dagger
Take it to the extreme
Cloak and dagger
I hope your traces are clean
When you kiss the lead man I’ll pretend not to see
There’s a rival outside armed with pure methodine
Fix the antidote!
Run your hands through my hair and I’ll wrap my fingers round your neck
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Any Good Ideas
03:45
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Take me away and lead me astray
I can’t stay another day
If you look closely in the corner
That’s me: the deadwood of the family tree
In a rut above the rest
With an empty treasure chest
I tried my hardest
Take it as read that it’s a fraying thread that I’m pinning my hopes on
I’ll do what I do best
And give a pound of flesh
And a penny to the wiseguy
I feel second rate and everybody’s two-faced
And the answer lies behind my back
I feel ill at ease
I need remedies
Have you any good ideas?
In a rut above the rest
With an empty treasure chest
In a rut above the rest
I’ll try and hold my breath
And count to a thousand and ten
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Lost
02:43
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Well it’s windy outside but it’s warm in here
With the TV on and my can of beer
My wings are stained and smell of piss
My halo rusted in the mist
But I’ve devised a way to cope
I call my strategy ‘no hope’
When things go wrong as they sometimes do
I play my harp and dream of you
When I was buried out at sea you thought you’d seen the back of me
But I came back
Cos I got lost
You should have nailed me to a cross
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Monty what have you done?
You left the children in the sun
But forgot about the frost
And now the line’s been crossed
Monty I would forgive you if I ever have the heart
One day I will forgive you
The reminders we planted here have surfaced over there
Amnesiacal ferals must have mined this metre square
One day I’ll claim this land as my own
One day I’ll claim this land as my own
Monty what have you done?
You left the children in the sun
But forgot about the frost
And now the line’s been crossed
Monty I would forgive you if I ever have the heart
One day I will forgive you
That’s a start.
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15. |
Outro: Top Of The World
00:38
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16. |
[Coo]
00:14
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BrokenDownRecords UK
Broken Down Records. Releases include The Irony Board of Bolton, Echolalia of NW London, Broken Down Lorry of Harrow, The Broken Heed of Watford and The Salient Braves of Barnsley
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