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Welcome To Växjö
02:38
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In the darkness,
Of this morning,
There are things,
You'll never know,
But you were mine once,
For a night once,
And I still love you,
More than you know,
Outside there is snow,
And what other people think,
But inside this room there is only you and me,
And the star upon your teeth,
Shining brightly,
As I hold you,
To my heart,
Though I'm leaving when the light comes,
I still love you,
More than you'll know,
And maybe the snow,
Will keep the memory for us,
And no matter what comes next there is only you and me,
And the star upon your teeth.
And I know how this feels,
And I know what this means,
I'd trade the horrors of the night time,
For a lifetime in your arms,
I'd trade the horrors of the night time,
For a lifetime in your arms.
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I gave up my eyes, to a man who was blind,
And I gave all my strength, to a man who was tired,
I gave my desire, to a man with more fire,
And I lost my good looks, to a girl I admired.
I lent out my voice, to a small group of choir boys,
And I gave up my hands, to a man who made toys,
And all that I kept, was the heart in my chest,
And I hoped that someday, I could give it away.
But before my chance came, you broke it in two,
But if you had just asked, I would've given it to you.
I went to great lengths, for a cause that was spent,
And I lost all my friends, to a lack of commitment.
I gave my best clothes, to a man who proposed,
To a woman I loved, but I didn't really know.
And all I have left, is the heart in my chest,
And I'd give it to you, if I thought you'd be impressed,
But what would you do, with a heart split in two,
And a heart that won't work, Is of no use to you.
So I laid my heart down, in a box in the ground,
And I threw on some earth, and I tried to forget,
That a heart that won't work, is not even worth,
A glimpse of your smile, or an hour of your time.
A heart that won't work, it's not even worth,
A glimpse of your smile, or an hour of your time.
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3. |
Tell Me
03:02
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Tell me one more time,
Do you like the shoes I wear,
Tell me as you leave,
You really couldn't care,
I bought all the drinks,
And I paid for your friends,
Jesus can't you see,
I'm going round the bend.
Step inside these shoes,
And see things as I do,
Step inside this house,
You know I love you too,
How come you can't see,
The things you've left behind,
How come you can't see,
I'm going out my mind.
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I held your hair,
When you were drunk,
I held your hand when you had fever,
But all this counts,
For nothing now,
I made you hate me and then leave,
And tears go dry,
And bodies fail,
And stronger hearts than mine lie empty,
And sex and drugs,
And rock and roll,
Won't change the way that I feel now,
And all that's left,
Is to grow old,
Grow old and hate your younger self,
And fool yourself,
When you pretend,
That you know more than you did then,
And tears go dry,
And bodies fail,
And stronger hearts than mine lie empty,
And sex and drugs,
And rock and roll,
Won't change the way that I feel now.
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5. |
The Sash My Father Wore
02:50
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Page three girls get you excited,
You support Rangers and Man United,
All you do all day is take up space,
With a stupid look, on your stupid face.
You had a girlfriend you really loved,
But you were a shit and she got fed up of it,
I don't know what you do,
But I know we'd be better off without you,
Without you,
Without you,
Without you.
'Cause you're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
You're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
You're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
You're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
I know,
I know,
I know.
You've got Billy tattooed on your neck,
And a Union Jack above your bed,
You've got nothing intelligent to say,
And no-one's listening, to you anyway,
Anyway,
Anyway,
Anyway.
Cos you're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
You're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
You're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
You're a big, fat, bigoted arsehole,
I know,
I know,
And I know you know,
I know.
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The sun is shining in the east,
It means the summer is here,
It means the summer is here,
And I stretch out beneath the sky,
Injured but not hurt,
And I stretch out beneath the sky,
Dying but not dead.
And the cemetery will get me in the end,
But the cemetery's not ready for me yet.
The sun is shining on these streets,
And you should fall in love,
You should fall in love with me,
And I curl up inside this bed,
Shaking but not cold,
And I curl up inside this bed,
Dying but not dead.
And the cemetery will get me in the end,
But the cemetery's not ready for me yet.
Go into the sea as the sunlight plays upon me,
And go into the sea as the sunlight plays upon me,
And we will get there in the end,
We'll crawl if we have to,
We'll starve if we have to,
And we will get there in the end,
We'll crawl if we have to,
We'll starve if we have to,
We'll starve if we have to,
But we will get there in the end,
We'll crawl if we have to,
But we will get there in the end.
Go into the sea as the sunlight plays upon me,
And go into the sea as the sunlight plays upon me,
And go into the sea as the sunlight plays upon me,
And go into the sea as the sunlight plays upon me.
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Dutch Trance
04:14
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I can hear your music,
From the street outside,
Dutch trance,
Beer and magazines,
Take a walk,
In the fog,
With hope and confidence,
Got my walkman on,
And the song that moves me most,
Is on the radio,
And it reminds me,
Of things we never said,
And I can't stop crying.
And I can see your light on,
From the street outside,
Dutch trance,
I can see you dancing,
Does it mean,
That you're happy again?
Got my walkman on,
And the song that moves me most,
Is on the radio,
And I can't stop crying,
It reminds me,
Of things we never said,
And I can't stop crying.
And the song that moves me most, (I can hear your music)
Is on the radio again, (From the street outside)
And the song that moves me most,
Is on the radio,
And I can't stop crying,
And the song that moves me most, (Dutch trance)
Is on the radio again, (I can see you dancing)
And the song that moves me most, (Does it mean)
Is on the radio,
And I can't stop crying, (That you're happy again?)
And the song that moves me most, (Dutch trance)
Is on the radio again, (I can see you dancing)
And I can't stop crying,
And the song that moves me most,
Is on the radio again,
And I can't stop crying.
I can hear your music,
From the street outside,
Dutch trance,
I can see you dancing.
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Once upon a time long ago,
A boy and girl fell in love even though,
They knew the risk,
They were cannibals,
They could not afford to get too close,
They knew the risk,
They were afraid to kiss,
In case they ate each other whole.
Then one day he said,
I can't take this anymore,
It's, it's love or death he said,
I can't take this any more,
So kiss me, hold me and eat me,
Kiss me and hold me and eat me,
It's fatal I know,
But what a way to go,
It's fatal I know,
But what a way to go.
So kiss me though it means the end of my life,
And hold me though it means the end of my life,
And the sun will shine down on this our only kiss,
And I should run, for the hills but I can't resist,
And the sun will shine down on this our only kiss,
And I should run, for the hills but I can't resist.
Well she took him in her arms,
And said all this will be OK,
You're, you're more than food to me,
And I only eat my enemies,
And you are the best friend that I have,
I love you more than food,
And though a King would not taste half as good as you,
It's love I need you for,
It's love I need you for.
So kiss me, hold me and eat me,
Kiss me and hold me and eat me,
And the sun will shine down and this could be the start,
I'll take your hand and you can take my heart,
And the sun will shine down and this could be the start,
I'll take your hand and you can take my heart,
So kiss me, hold me and eat me,
Kiss me, hold me and eat me,
Kiss me and hold me and eat me,
Kiss me and hold me and eat me,
It's you that I love.
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9. |
Born In The USA
03:31
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I was born down in a dead man's town,
And the first kick I took was when I hit the ground,
And you end up like a dog that's been beaten too much,
Until you spend half your life just covering up.
I got in a little hometown jam,
So they, so they put a rifle in my hand,
And they sent me off to a foreign land,
To go and kill the yellow man.
I had a brother at Khe Sahn,
Fighting off the Viet Kong,
Well, they're still there,
But he's all gone, gone, gone.
He had a woman he loved in Saigon,
I've got a, got a picture of him in her arms,
Well, she's still there,
But he's all gone, gone, gone.
Now in the shadow of the penitentiary,
Out by the gas fires of the refinery,
I've been ten years burning down this road,
I've got nowhere to run,
I've got nowhere to go.
I was born in the USA,
I was born in the USA,
I was born in the USA,
I've got nowhere to run,
I've got nowhere to hide.
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10. |
I Need Two Hearts
03:06
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I need two hearts,
One to breathe with,
And one to give away,
And one to breathe with.
And I need two nights,
One to sleep through,
And one to stay awake,
And one to sleep through.
I need two hearts,
One to breathe with,
And one to give to you,
And one to breathe with.
And I need two lives,
One to get right,
And one to make mistakes,
And one to get right.
And you know I can't sleep at night,
You know I can't sleep at night,
I only sleep,
When you're with me,
I only sleep,
When you're with me,
I only breathe,
When you breathe with me,
I only breathe,
When you breathe with me,
I only breathe,
When you're with me,
I only breathe,
When you're with me.
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11. |
Past Lovers
04:01
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I remember when it started,
In the thunderstorms and darkness,
And we stood together in a room,
And waited for the night,
And the silence gathered round us,
Semi-naked in the darkness,
And you put a finger to my lips,
And said to me just this.
Let's not talk about the others,
Let's not talk about past lovers,
All the history you bring to me,
Has melted like the snow,
Let's not talk about the others,
Let's not talk about past lovers,
There are things you have inside of you,
It's better not to know.
And now I'm sitting drunk at midnight,
With the memories of my life,
And I'm wondering what changes came,
To make me feel so old,
But before the sadness claims me,
And before the darkness takes me,
My vague memory allows me,
One more picture of your lips,
As you say.
Don't talk about the others,
Don't talk about past lovers,
It's the silence that you bring to me,
That's the greatest thing of all,
So don't talk about the others,
And don't talk about past lovers,
It's the silence that you bring to me,
That's the greatest thing of all,
So don't talk about the others
And don't talk about past lovers,
It's the silence that you bring to me,
That's the greatest thing of all,
Let's not talk about the others,
Let's not talk about past lovers,
It's the silence that you bring to me,
That's the greatest thing of all.
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