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Suspicious Mine
03:59
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You've had suspicion on your mind for some time,
Comvinced that I'm painting a web of fat lies,
You've asked me once, you've asked me twice,
You won't let go,
I can't understand why our love cannot take the strain.
'Cause you are to me what the water,
Is to the sea,
So we'll just keep hacking on
carving each other's insides out with a spoon,
We've been there once, we've been there twice,
We've seen it go,
Why do we keep taking our seats for this farse of a show,
'Cause you are to me what the water,
Is to the sea,
It's not that I require my freedom,
I belong to you, I am you Bo,
It's just I need for you to trust me,
There's nothing there, just let it go
You are to me what the water,
Is to the sea,
You are the water in my sea.
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Pain In The Ass
02:38
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Hi, Hello there, you make feel, feel so,
Hello there, you make me feel, feel so,
Call me in the morning,
Call me anytime you like,
I’m here to be your favourite pain in the ass
Hi, Hello there, you make feel, feel so,
Hello there, you make me feel, feel
And when the dark raincloud hangs overhead,
Just let it rain down on me,
You’ll see me smile,
Cause I’ll be thinking of you,
And your home smile,
You are my favourite pain in the ass.
You’re my favourite pain in the ass - high
Hi, Hello there, you make feel, feel so,
Hello there, you make me feel, feel
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Back Of The Bike Sheds
03:38
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Meet me behind the bike sheds at home time,
We’ll show those teachers who that have a plan to mould us into cogs and wheels,
Conditioning,
They don’t think we can, know what love is..
Meet me behind the bike sheds at home time,
We’ll teach those teachers a thing or two,
We’ll show them what’s been going on inside our minds,
They won’t believe their eyes.
Meet me behind the bike sheds we’ll let them see what’s going on,
Meet me behind the bike sheds if only in our mind we’ll stay,
Forever young.
Meet me behind those bike sheds at home time,
We’ll be those teachers who understand,
That everybody’s different, yet all the same,
We’ll avoid those sticky labels,
And turn those old times tables,
Live life to the full as human beings.
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A Midsummer Night
06:23
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Was so looking forward to tonight,
What a mess I have made of my life,
Just got carried away, emotions led me astray,
I’m such a pathetic loser baby,
So we sit on the wall of your secret garden,
But I don’t listen to you I just,
Stare at your lips and lose myself in your eyes,
You say, yes we should just be friends,
Oh, that old thing again,
So I just nod my head and,
I say ‘It’s okay’ but obviously it’s to the cont-a-rary,
Did I just make that word up,
But aren’t words just absurd when it comes to saying what you want to say.
And so I do my best to take it like a man,
You say I look broken,
I say it’s time to go, but you want me to stay,
Why do you torture me,
You, I cannot resist and you do not put up much of a fight,
Mr. Spock would say it’s not logical Captain,
And tomorrow, you won’t even touch me
I say ‘It’s okay’ but obviously it’s to the cont-a-rary,
Did I just make that word up,
But aren’t words just absurd when it comes to saying what you want to say.
And what I really want say,
Cannot seem to make this love grow,
Maybe there was nothing there,
An empty, seedless, bastard of a love affair with no love,
Just sensation,
No love,
Just gratification,
Masturbation, using someone else’s sex.
So come with me, to the land of my imagination,
That’s where you’ll love me,
Oh, I know, it’s just a dream,
But dreaming can be real, at Midsummer with the help of fairies.
It’s so beautiful, never want to leave her,
Can we just live here.
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Gnodel
03:53
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He wears a pointed hat,
He sports a white, white beard,
He lived in the forest, he ate muchrooms, he saw fairies,
It seems he is the last of his kind,
He sings a Yodelly here, a Yodelly there,
A yodelly fading everywhere,
A Yodelly here, a yodelly there
A yodelly, yodelly, yodelly, yodelly, nobody cares,
He comes across a very tidy square glade,
He sees a brother fishing in a pond,
With quiet fascination, he looks into unseeing eyes,
A little scary this brother is petrifyed.
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6. |
Insh'allah
05:43
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They say God helps those who help themselves,
Not sure I’m hearing him right,
It’s up to him, not up to me, takes away my responsibility,
But right now things are falling apart at the seams here,
There’s desperation, dissention,
But what can one do here,
Insh’allah there will be a peaceful day the world will be much better,
Insh’allah there will be an end to all injustice in this land,
Until then we’ll just sit and wait and see,
He’s got the whole world in his hands,
The whole wide world it’s out of our hands,
But nothing’s better, in truth it’s getting much worse now,
Must be a reason, it’s just that we can’t see the overall plan the bosses scheme for,
Insh’allah there will be a peaceful day the world will be much better,
Insh’allah there will be an end to all injustice in this land,
Until then we’ll just sit and wait and see,
There is a girl in the village,
There’s something special about her,
But she’s just a girl, just an ordinary girl,
Just a simple ordinary girl,
What can she, what can she change?
It’s always been this way,
It’s just the way it’s always been,
Or so it seems, they tell us we believe, that Insh’allah...
Oh he’ll make it better,
Yes he’ll kiss it better,
We hope and pray, we hope and pray,
But right now things are falling apart at the seams here,
There’s desperation, dissention,
But what can one do here,
Insh’allah there will be a peaceful day the world will be much better,
Insh’allah there will be an end to all injustice in this land,
Until then we’ll just sit and wait and see,
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Clean Sweep
02:41
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Couldn’t get out of bed today, there’s something wrong,
Gotta clear out my head today,
Like to keep a little something but,
I used to have something to say,
But I seem to have mislaid it,
No, it wasn’t on the tip of my tongue,
I used to have something to say,
Feel good with that gentle boogey-woogie
It makes you sway,
Those words wash over like a smoothy,
I don’t understand, but it makes you feel...nice
I wish I had something to say,
But I dabbled with a clean sweep,
Now I wish I had something to say,
But my mind is empty,
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Daydreaming
03:02
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Who told the skylark to sing out his song,
How dare they do it when my face is so long,
What were you expecting, poetry, grace?
Do you hate it when I cut the wings of the dove?
No high word painting, plummet to the point.
How dare you tear me apart,
While I was daydreaming,
How dare you tear me apart,
While I was daydreaming, and I was daydreaming,
I love daydreaming, so don’t wake me,
I want to live in an oversized shoe,
Or maybe a gingerbread house that’ll do,
Give me the blind mice and see where they run,
I’ll follow them blindly, you see what I’ve done,
But I’m not really clever at all,
I just make up rubbish
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9. |
Love Is Bigger Than Sex
04:45
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You think that you have to earn money to get what you want,
What you want becomes more because it really doesn’t satisy,
You’d better believe it,
You’re so lucky to live in a land that has,
Taken advantage,
All these things you own it’s just an illusion,
It’s there for confusion,
New widescreen TV, latest playstation 3,
And the mortgage contains you,
Bigger house, bigger car,
Sweatshop fashion façade,
And your face on a screen,
It’s like a disease, it means nothing to me,
Love sets me free,
Early rising, smiling, owning nothing,
Free within in our souls and owing nothing,
It seems good to me, but don’t misread me,
Don’t believe in freeloading,
And this commercial crap, we feel we need in our laps,
Fuels those jealous gods, it’s like a disease,
But it means nothing to me,
‘Cause love sets me free.
So what do we need,
Shelter, clothes and feeding our belly and minds,
And why do we feel the need,
To steal others’ dreams and desires,
Let’s just set them free,
Love,
Love is bigger than sex
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Demons
04:36
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Call them evil, make them demons,
Paint their eyes red and give them pointed tails,
So much easier, when we don’t know them,
If can’t hear them then we can sleep at night,
Give them misery, make them pay for life,
They eat their children and they don’t love their wives,
Don’t even want to speak to them,
Not like us, they’re just dirty and different,
Don’t care about their children,
They’ll just grow up to be our enemies, just like them,
The lord he tells us,
It’s not right to take a life,
Unless it’s for the glory of the father,
Please forgive us, for those souls of ours,
That we send back home,
It’s a happy ending, for some,
It’s a precious world, our own world,
We made it, with oil and cheap luxuries
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11. |
Don't Fly
06:17
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Look at me freefalling, free as a bird freefalling,
‘Till I hit the ground, ow bump!
The world is mine for the taking,
Maybe I should just take it,
‘Till I’m shot right down,
‘s’gotta hurt.
But maybe I should wait ‘till I’m older,
Until my writing’s on the wall
Take me away and I’m nothing,
Nothing to do with me I’m sure,
I think I’ll make the headlines of the paper,
But maybe I should wait ‘till I’m bolder,
Until my writing’s in the column.
Don’t fly, it’s too high,
What if we, crash and burn,
It’s not our turn to go,
So stay with me, in safety,
It might be dull, but there’ll be many more,
Dull days.
At least we’ll still be here,
That’s what I’ll say
At least we’ll still be here,
We’ll be here all day,
At least we’ll still be here,
Until the time has mangled us,
And crushed our hopes and chance and fear,
And without fear what are we? We’re just nothing.
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Gurdan Thomas München, Germany
The Gurdan Thomas Collective is known for its imaginative songs that tell stories inspired by philosophy and the human condition, delivered in an acoustic folkpop style with a theatrical sprinkling and a good dose of barefoot dancing. This multi-instrumental collective is led by an English composer-songwriter based in Munich and Birmingham. ... more
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