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160 / all out
04:25
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I saw a picture of one too many nights ago
It showed a mixture of our dreams and alcohol
Yeah it was crazy, we all gave it all we had
How amazing to see that night when we was fab
A band of five mates
Unafraid to live aloud
Playing the old game
Line and legth will leave no doubt
Could this night possibly be topped out?
Getting home here’s what I found
The best twist must have a shout...
160 all out!
160 all out!
160 all out!
160 all out!
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2. |
The Big Tease
03:40
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Against my better judgment
I think I will try
To tell a secret
I thought your calling
Could only imply
You really missed me
It seems I haven’t learned
Very much in spite
Of my recent history
I know you like it
But my oh my
Why don’t you say what you want?
I can’t stand your leading me on
If I could write a love song
And cross my heart with a ballpoint pen
Would you like me then?
I wish I could
Turn back the time
It was so silly
To think like I did
We’d have one great night
When you said you’d meet me
But with that pretty form
And those starry eyes
You must be busy
And I’m not a man
Who likes to stand in line
Unless you tease me
Why don’t you say what you want?
I can’t stand this leading me on
What if I write a love song
And craft the tune with these bare hands
Would you like me?
Would you like me then?
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3. |
Don't Love You Anymore
03:23
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You know I used to love to see you wearing your black dress
But I'm afraid I must be honest, nowadays I'm not impressed
That's just the way it goes
You're new, then you get old
So you'd better pay atention if I forget to say hello
And on more than one ocasion you might think that I've grown cold
I'm sorry but here's the deal
I don't care how you feel
'Cause I don't love you anymore
Don't know how I did before
I realize you're just a bore
And I would ask you to forget
the things I said back when
I used to be kind
But I don't think that you remember them
You paid no mind, or so I hope...
And I should know
There was a time when you would haunt me everynight
And make me think about myself, my weight, my face, my height
It was up to you
To make it all come true
So if you see me on the street just please pretend we haven't met
Yes you've done it once before or did you think I would forget?
I wanted to be your man
But now frankly, I don't give a damn
'Cause I don't love you anymore
I realize you're such a bore
Don't know how I did before
But I don't think that you will grief
or stop and see
what you've left behind
If anything you're quite relieved
Or rather, you don't mind at all
No you don't mind at all.
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4. |
The Poor Bourgeois
05:15
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Nothing in the paper he read
Could tell he was about to have
A day like no other would be like
Once again at the usual bistrôt
Sitting inside to hide from the cold
A lovely girl sitting nearby
Turns to him and asks the time
In a sweet accent she can't hide
He nearly jumped off his skin
She was the woman of his dreams
and said "It's nearly half-past six
Excuse moi may I ask your name?
By the way are you from the States?
You must be loving gay Paris
I'll tell you of some places you must see
Go get your things come seat with me"
Now the poor bourgeois
Orders some pain-au-chocolat
And makes some small talk
"Maybe you'd like to walk
With me by The Seine"
She says "I'm sorry I can't be with you
maybe we could meet this afternoon
The Eiffel tower at half-past five?"
"Well I'd like to...of course!"
After the shock he stoped and he thought
A nice gift for her I will buy
Something pretty that will make her mine
Any little thing I don't mind the price
So it's off to Galleries Lafayette
Maybe a pair of gloves, maybe a hat
Oh it's so damn hard, he just can't choose
Now five o'clock is getting nearer
He can't stand it, he has to see her
"Anyway it's just no use
Mon Dieu I'm acting like a fool!
I guess a diamond ring will do"
So now the poor bourgeois
Drives his long shining car
He's got trembling hands
He can't stand
All this waiting
So the poor bourgeois
Drives down a Grand Boulevard
Arriving at the tower
He's got some flowers
And by God, she's there!
So many stories from such a pretty mouth
About her lovely little town in the South
And why she'd come to the city of love
He's hypnotized by this Southern belle
He knows well what he has to tell
"You're the one I've been waiting for
For you I'l paint the ceiling, I'll wipe the floor
And love you forever more"
He then suggests a crêpe suzette
She says "I'm sorry I've got this plane to catch
But give me your adress and we'll keep in touch"
No word from her and the weeks go by
He can't stand it, he has to fly
"For her I'll even travel coach
She's the one I long to touch
Thinking about her ain't enough"
So now the poor bourgeois
Is down in Arkansas
In this little town asking around
Where could his love be
Then the poor bourgeois
Finds her in a bar
Holding the hands of a tall young man
Oh well...
C'est la vie!
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5. |
A Simple Song
03:37
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I did some talking to myself
Said “Henry you better learn the truth
You can’t depend on no one else
You have to stop being so insecure”
My own fourth of July has finally come
You just blink your eyes and I’ll be gone
On my way caring a simple song
Woke up a little late today
I had some trouble getting out of bed
Dreamed about the girl the got away
And the way it used to be way back
Come on pack your bags, get on the road
Baby don’t look back just go
On your way with a simple song
I think it’s time I face some facts
This whole routine can only get me down
Right now my life is such a wreck
I need to find myself some other town
Find a place on a map that you might like
I know for a fact you will get by
If life were as simple as a simple song
Did some more talking to myself
Said “ Henry what the hell is wrong with you?
Are you still expecting help?
Really by now you should have learned the rules”
My very own fourth of July has finally come
I can waste no time, I better run
So go the words of a simple song
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Driving to work one early morning
I took a left turn without warning
Yeah I took it for all it was worth
Thought I'd leave it all behind
How is it wrong when it feels right
Now is it right just getting old?
Take me down Lord
Down to Whiskey River
I'll be baptised boys
And all will be forgiven
With a chica Mejicana
In the heart of Louisiana
I got myself a taste of New Orleans
I worked out the southern mistery
With the aid of weed and whiskey
I finally understood most of my dreams
I'm rebel proud boys
I write my own history
Sing it loud boys
The tune that you been whistling
But this rebel won't drive away
Until he pays what he must pay
And this damn ride belongs to me
As I sat down behind my desk
Well I thought this day could be my last
Is this how my last day's gonna be?
Take me down boys
Down to Whiskey River
Take me down boys
To the life I should be living
I guess that I'm lost
lost and killin' time
Until I finally take that left turn
I left behind
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7. |
Summer Indoors
05:41
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The sweat pours from my face
And it hits the burning ground
I dream of sands and waves
The breeze and the rolling sound
At long last summer's come
And it's time I leave this town
And sing those summer songs
In a car with the top rolled down
With nothing but time to waste
I turned on the TV
Saw reporters in beautiful places
Places I'd like to see
Well I know this TV sun
Won't help me get some tan
But my paycheck has come
And I'm broke all over again
The road is long
But money is short
I know this time will be just like
The time before
It just ain't right
Lord I can't take this anymore
'Cause there ain't nothing like
Summer indoors
The summer spray blows your way
On a deserted beach
You walk alone like nothing's wrong
As salt water hits your feet
Then you'll sit beside your summer love
Like a king upon his throne
But me, I'm uphill still
Spending summer on my own
The road is long
But money is short
I know this time will be just like
The time before
It just ain't right
Lord I can't take this anymore
'Cause there ain't nothing like
Summer indoors
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8. |
The Master Thief
02:28
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I heard the siren's call
Maybe by mistake
But I talked the talk
And you took the bait
How nice it is knowing
There is never way too late
Yes I was lonely
So I had to wear my disguise
Just like I wore it
Night after night after night
Thanks for the trouble
Of coming to change my life
Well I was tired of window shopping
And never taking anything
So I thought I'd resort to shoplifting
I thought I was smart but then I saw my heart
On the hand of a master thief
So don't turn away
Don't ever say
You're giving it away
Please be kind
Or at least now won't you try
And tell me we will never ever part
You're the one who knows how to get me
You and I
I've got a thousand million plans
Laid down be mine
But please be careful now
Don't break my heart
'cause you know
You've already blown my mind
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9. |
Under the Red Sun
05:22
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I own my time nobody minds I do just as I choose
You out of the blue made me start thinking of you
Girl it’s true, how can it be?
I can’t control my mind, now there’s more than just me
I fell on your spell I know so well I can’t forget
How you’ve got it all after all you’re so perfect
‘Cause with that voice, you see I got no choice
Now I wonder how
I can play it safe, ‘cause I’m a bit afraid
What if I like you more and more and more
And get my knees down on the floor
But I don’t care at all, I would risk it all!
For one perfect night, just the perfect night
Your lips meet mine, my hands on your thighs
I hear you sigh, all through the night
Why should I try? After all I’m quite well schooled
I know how it goes, how I could play the fool
But still all I feel is this desire I can’t control
I want to hold you close and let you know
I’m a bit afraid, ‘cause baby you’re so great
What if I like you more and more and more
And get my knees down on the floor
But I don’t care at all, I would risk it all!
For one perfect night, the perfect night
When your lips meet mine
And I run my hands all through your thighs
I hear you breath and I hear you sigh
All through the night, all through the night
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11. |
Broadway Bound
04:22
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Better make way for a new star
Hear now and stop the press
He says he’s off to Broadway
And he’ll settle for nothing less
He knows his stylish steps
Like Gene and Lucky Garnett
And as the train was leaving
Well-wishers waved goodbye
He grabbed and kissed his sweetheart
And said with tears in his eyes
“I’m gonna take the city of shows
And bring you back a ring of gold”
So the story goes, another young dream of old
Out go the lights as he walks down the street of dreams
Another night, another glitzy reverie
Beneath the stars he sees his name on the marquee
And he’s on his way
The new toast of the town, he’s Broadway bound
The wheel of fortune spins around, he’s Broadway bound
The greatest thespian to be found, he’s Broadway bound
At least that’s what he says
He knows he can’t afford
To let all his dreams go up in smoke
He must get to The Late Show
And tell Letterman some jokes
Then get busted by the feds
And check into rehab
Yes he’s holding nothing back
Or at least that’s what he says
Out go the lights, he walks down the street of dreams
Another night, another glitzy reverie
From every part everyone will come to see
Him on the stage
The new toast of the town, he’s Broadway bound
The wheel of fortune spind around, he’s Broadway bound
The greatest thespian to be found, he’s Broadway bound
At least that’s what he says
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12. |
The Longest Night
05:10
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Some days start with the sweet sunset
Some nights sizzle like silk cigarettes
The Byrds are singing in my head
Alive and well for the littlest while
Weather forecast African mild
Waltz my way through days of wild
Where is my guardian angel
Is she in a slumber?
Or are celestial beings
Getting unionized?
Does she have a map
Or my phone number?
Could she have crashed
With a satellite?
Wasted and stumbling through a Western town
The things I felt the things I found
On my way down to the ground
Watch the city spin some afterthougts
And in every vast and empty parking lot
Do all the things that I did not
I'll stay in the car
And Keep the engine running
You know I don't agree
With them traffic lights
The rising sun
And a written warning
Brought the last breath
Of the longest night
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