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I’m gonna leave you babe, I’m gonna leave you this time I’m gonna leave you baby, for a thousand times I’m gonna you leave baby, I’m gonna leave you now I’m gonna leave you baby, doesn’t matter how There’s no mad dog that would stay: I’m walking out the door
I’m gonna see you baby, I’m gonna see you now I’m gonna see you baby, I’m gonna see you how I’m gonna see you baby, I’m going to see you - walkin out the door I’m gonna see you baby, like I’ve seen you so many times before
I’m gonna trust you baby, I’m gonna trust you to be true I’m gonna trust you baby, like the way I do I’m gonna trust you baby, I’m gonna trust you not to I’m gonna trust you baby, I’ve always wanted to There’s no mad dog that would stay: you're walking out the door.
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I’ve been loved, I’ve been abused I have suffered, Oh I’ve been used I need a light, to come through my window Not a fight, to walk through my door Oh, save my soul, somebody save my soul
Dangerous minds, dangerous hearts Too close to zero, but too far apart I need a knight to rescue me from the dawn Not a promise that has never been sworn Oh, save my soul, somebody save my soul
Lost in translation, that’s what you are Captured by beauty, a simple memoir I need a light to surf through my window Not a disguise, to carry me home
Oh, save my soul, somebody save my soul.
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You're So Good For Me
03:26
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I got in my pocket I got it up my sleeve I feel it in my fingers Makes it hard to breathe No matter what they say You're so good for me
Have an ice cream baby Lick it nice and slow Feel it running Down the back of your throat No matter what they say You’re so good for me
Take the key from my pocket Push it in the lock Twist it gently Baby please don't stop No matter what they say You're so good for me.
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Cry Over You
05:14
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There’s a space behind your eyes that wasn’t there before Like me looking in an empty room without a floor I cry, cry, cry, cry over you
You’re a hazy consecration brighter than a light
Can’t believe that you would ever leave a human satellite I cry, cry, cry, cry over you
Time has lost a hold of you Now you’re somewhere, somewhere else in my mind
I remember not long ago The way you looked at me, you could do nothing wrong Anchor-light dynamite Take the moment - the wise man who knew
Jagged edge to open wounds of possibility With your deportation we are all a refugee Cut their paper words and hang them on the pity tree Perfect antidote for facile mediocrity And I cry, cry, cry, cry over you
Time has lost a hold of you Now you’re somewhere, somewhere else in my mind.
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Say What You Want
04:53
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Information is a bittersweet fix We used to wrap it in fish and chips Instead of kicking the liberty bell It hangs around like a bad old smell
You can say what you want Say what you want Say what you want
But don’t you mess around with me
A flapdoodle - rhetorical fear Pulling strings like a pro-puppeteer A misdemeanour - a blast from the past You’re fast becoming a pain in the ass
Communication - stop thief Adjudication - stop thief Discrimination - stop thief Incarceration - word police
You can say what you want Say what you want Say what you want
But don’t you mess around with me
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Blueberry Pie
02:56
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Oh my life Oh my life The times have changed - one thing’s the same That’s the taste of Grandma’s blueberry pie
I don’t wanna kill my brother I don’t wanna feel no pain I don’t wanna fear retribution To me it’s all the same To me it’s all the same To me it’s all the same
I wanna help my sister I wanna share the land Where peace is not forgotten To be a caring man
I wanna build a future Remember honesty Remember good tradition Where family means something Where family means something Where family means something
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Guilty
05:11
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I am guilty of INDECISION Leaving it up to you Not having a point of view
I am guilty of silence Not using my playing card Political boulevard Not trying to prove anything it’s the right way for me...
I am guilty of TELEVISION Living my life through you Vicarious deja-vu
I am guilty of defiance Depends on who made the rule
Prohibitive Sunday School
Not trying to prove anything it’s the right way for me...
I’d write it in a letter So you could know me better But you would twist my words to haunt me It’s not about persuasion A simple explanation… you’ll find
I am guilty of INNERVISION Twisted anxiety A side that I cannot see I am guilty of compliance Placating the village mind Emotional step in line
I don’t have to prove it’s a matter of fact that I don’t have a book that will find a way back from rhetorical promises - this is the right way for me!
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Empire
02:55
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Let's build an Empire, a Superstate Where love is money and fear is hate Let’s build a system, be an engineer Huddle in lamplight, lifetime career Tear it apart and start over again
Let’s burn the budget, bleed the ground Stop public protests, that won't make a sound Lets screw the farmers, license their grain Make us dependent upon your reign Tear it apart and start over again
Let’s bribe the umpire, to fix the match Tell the fishermen, throw back half your catch Siphon your water; sell it back again Sell propaganda; Bogeymen Tear it apart and start over again
Let's build an Empire, a Superstate Where love is money and fear is hate Let’s build a system, be an engineer Huddle in lamplight, lifetime career Tear it apart and start over again
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Don't Get Me Wrong
04:43
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I don’t need fast cars, don’t need no prescription I don't need no god, don't need no religion
I don't need no fake R&B And I don’t need a share in your company
I won't sit here biting my tongue I'm a miserable bastard don't get me wrong
I don't need hot sauce, I don't need jalapeño's I don’t need bad breath , I don’t need no machismo I don’t need no soaps or dead TV You just take what you want - that’s alright by me
I won’t sit here biting my tongue I’m a miserable bastard, don’t get me wrong
I hear these people and what they say It doesn’t matter anyway We’ll all end up - feeding the holy ground
I won't sit here biting my tongue I'm a miserable bastard don't get me wrong
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Nobody told me. Nobody told me Old boxes of dusty sin Wrapped up with a piece of string I’m going to hold you, fulfill you, romance and thrill you On and on
Nobody told me - nobody told me Addicted to mystery
The scent of you close to me I’m going to hold you, fulfill you, romance and thrill you On and on...
There’s no denying that my heart is frying - stop -and feel the heat No disclaimer just complete surrender - you've knocked me off my feet
Nobody told me - nobody told me The postcard is on its way Says goodbye to yesterday Want to hold you, fulfill you, romance and thrill you On and on...
Nobody told me - nobody told me How wonderful life could be That feeling of meant to be Gonna hold you, fulfill you, romance and thrill you On and on…
Unpack that suitcase - ‘cos you're home
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Starlite & Campbell Portugal
Artists and full-time musicians husband and wife Suzy Starlite & Simon Campbell are storytellers in music: recording, writing, producing in their own analogue studio and love vinyl.
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