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Goodnight Sweetheart
04:18
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Goodnight Sweetheart the time has come for us to sleep
Angel raining those tiny jewels as you weep
This is my serenade
My lover's lullaby
Someday we'll wake from this
when tears are dry
So long my darling, forever you'll be in my dreams
Sunlight creeping, perhaps we'll wake and start again
Goodnight Sweetheart the time has come for us to sleep
Angel raining those tiny jewels as you weep
This is my serenade
My lover's lullaby
Someday we'll wake from this
when tears are dry
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2. |
The Fatal Shore
04:41
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Words from the Australian folk song "Moreton Bay" - The song may have been composed at the time of the death of the brutal commander of Moreton Bay, Patrick Logan, (or soon after) 18 October 1830.
One Sunday Morning as I went walking
by Brisbane's waters I chanced to stray,
I met a prisoner, his fate bewailing,
as on the sunny riverbank he lay
"I am a native of Erin's island
but banished now to the fatal shore,
they tore me from my aged parents,
and from the maiden that I do adore"
"I've been a prisoner at Port McQuarrie,
at Norfolk Island and at Emu Bay,
at Castle Hill and cursed Toongabbie,
at all those settlements I've worked in chains"
"Of all the places of condemnation,
each penal station of New South Wales,
to Moreton Bay I've found no equal,
excessive tyranny each day prevails."
"For three long years I was beastly treated,
heavy irons on my legs I wore,
my back from flogging, it was lacerated
and often painted with the crimson gore"
"Many a lad from downright starvation
lies a mouldering beneath the clay,
where Captain Logan he had us mangled
on his Triangles at Morton Bay."
"Like the Egyptians and the ancient Hebrews
we were opressed under Logan's yolk,
'til a native Black, who lay in ambush,
did give that tyrant his mortal stroke"
"All fellow prisoners be exhilirated,
that all such monsters a death may find,
and when from bondage we are liberated,
our former sufferings shall fade from mind"
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3. |
The Locks and the Bars
05:06
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Taken
Under the stars
Darkside
The Locks and the Bars
Redrum
NW1
Madness
(sought after address)
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4. |
Madge Skills
03:59
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5. |
Taking Myself Away
03:24
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Little bits and pieces of my broken time
that I will never recover, coz they're no longer mine
A train don't stop at this station, a wasted friday night,
a wasted conversation - there's nothing in your eyes
So I'm taking myself away coz I've got nothing good to say,
yeah I'm taking myself away, coz I've got nothing kind to say
Those days are long gone
So I'm taking myself away coz I've got nothing good to say,
yeah I'm taking myself away, coz I've got nothing kind to say
Little bits and pieces of my broken time
that I will never recover, coz they're no longer mine
A train don't stop at this station, a wasted friday night,
a wasted conversation - there's nothing in your eyes
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6. |
Soup Deluxe
04:49
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7. |
Infant Electric
03:31
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Little Plastic Head
Infant Electric
I should care for you, I know
Your scream is going through me
Day and Night
Getting used to you
Baby J
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8. |
Sixteen
04:06
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Something like an infidel
Caught between the sheets again
Tossed into a life you don't know
I could not pretend myself
You couldn't face it on your own
If only to return again
You think you know enough by now
You never want to be like them
They show you up and put you down low
I could not pretend myself
I wouldn't go back there again
Even with the things I know now
Days to come - You're counting out
Days to go - You're counting out
The dangers and the thrills you don't know
Sixteen
Roll Fine
You're counting out
You're counting out
Sixteen
Roll Fine
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If I cut my face maybe
the scar would look great baby
I'm that kind of guy, yeah I'm
the best you can find baby
And if I raised my hand, Jack
You'd better believe you'd stand back
And if I raised my voice now, son
You'd better get on your toes and run
There aint no telling me
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Door A for regulation
Door B for Lovers
Cloud C for occupation
Undiscovered
Make way for simulation
Engaging buffers
Some sense of adulation
Unrecovered
Amongst the shovel-fed
The other songs are calling
Stop waiting for someone to make it happen
Sit down for what you're given
Stand up or shut up
Roll over for a ringtone
text a Lover
Amongst the shovel-fed
The other songs are calling
Stop waiting for someone to make it happen
Door A for regulation
Door B for Lovers
Cloud C for occupation
Undiscovered
Prepare for emulation
log-in as user
Embrace the regulation
Don't be a loser
Amongst the shovel-fed
The other songs are calling
Stop waiting for someone to make it happen
It's up to you what happens ever after
Leave something of yourself
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11. |
Trouble in Utopia
04:23
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A frank exchange of views between friends
Just who are we kidding again?
Once the drugs wore off there was less to be said
Those bonds are weak when subjected to stress
I can see you're not impressed
It's all tells and reveals
kind of like being undressed
and everyone knows how that feels
A frank exchange of views between friends
Who exactly are we kidding again?
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12. |
King of the Livewire
02:55
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Who is the King of the Livewire?
Who is the Pixeline Sire?
Who put your name on the scoreboard?
And how many times did you die?
Who broke their way into strongholds?
Who has a customised ride?
Who made the most of the mushrooms?
And which kind of kart did you drive?
Who found the glitch to exploit it?
Who stopped the rocket in time?
Who got the hidden achievement?
And how many times did you die?
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