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Magic Day Hill
05:29
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Magic Day Hill
Old man playing crazy golf and crickets calling
Rocket powered aeroplanes and best man falling
Dragonflies, brother’s cries and two little girls
One for all, sunburnt faces, berry picking
All for one, ice cream cones and finger licking
Beach ball sun falls from the sky and time stands still
On magic day hill
War with blades of yellow grass on August pastures
Sticks and stones won’t break our bones on great adventures
Lazy summer holidays with time to kill
Kaleidoscopes our treasure trove of coloured marbles
Bloodied knees and winning goals in back street battles
Blazers, skirts schoolgirl flirts and schoolboy thrills
On magic day hill
I drink with you and see the past through rose tinted glasses
Fears it seemed might never end
Through nostalgia’s haze we still pretend
The dark days never happened
Lochside camping caravans and river fishing
Sweet tooth food to see us through Apollo missions
Snowball fights, canal ice and winter chills
Weekend church and terrace chants for Catholic schoolboys
Spiderman, commando plans of playground cowboys
That’s how I remember us and always will
Chasing after distant trains
On magic day hill
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2. |
More Than Silver
04:17
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More Than Silver
You dally among handsome Princes
Only purse your lips for royal kisses
You want pearls and you want diamonds
And I’m not the one you’ve got your eye on
They joust and jostle to impress her
But I’m no wizard, no quick witted jester
Gifts of silk and precious stones
Lofty pedestals and thrones
You’re just a prize for them to own
But so much more to me
I try to break down you resistance
But I’m just too plain to be seen
You guard your smile and keep your distance
With your airs and graces on
But a cat may look upon a queen
They have property and wealth to give her
But what I’ve got’s worth more than silver
In all good fairy tale’s it’s told
All that glitters is not gold
So you wait for your white knight to find you
For your Lancelot to groom and bride you
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Says you’re the fairest one of all
But if pride comes before a fall
Perhaps you’ll fall for me
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Respect
04:12
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Respect
I hear your footsteps climbing up the stairs
I will not show you I am scared
You’re teaching me a lesson like any father would
I know it’s all for my own good
You say that God sees everything and sinners burn in hell
But still you go for body blows
That hide my bruises well
In the Social in the evening with your fellow teaching staff
You have a drink, have a laugh
You’re no-one’s fucking hero, you’re no-one’s bloody fool
You learned you’re trade at hard knock school
Well they say I could be special a cut above the rest
So you start to knock me into shape and groom me for success
When your howls are howls of laughter my tears aren’t tears of joy
And the girls all think I’m shy because I’m daddies little boy
My voice has no self-confidence just quiet desperation
I know the best thing for my soul’s some more humiliation
So where’s my guardian angel when I need him the most?
Where’s my sacred Holy Ghost?
If I pray to Jesus hard enough you say he’ll give me what I need
I just want to watch the bastard bleed
Now a little older I can look you in the eye
I will stand here like a statue, I will utter not a cry
You can beat me ‘til your fist aches you can thrash me to the bone
You can scream until your lungs burst I will take your rage like stone
When your howls are howls of laughter my tears aren’t tears of joy
And the girls all think I’m shy because I’m daddies little boy
My voice has no self-confidence just quiet desperation
I know the best thing for my soul’s some more humiliation
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Piper
05:37
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Piper
There’s a scream in the distance
A fire on the sea
You wake in the morning
To the flames on TV
And they tell you they’re sorry
It was all a mistake
And you’ve all been told when you’re mining black gold
That’s a risk that you take
While city grieves together and lawyers pass the blame
Someone speaks out to stop this from happening again
And is shot down in flames
So she looks to the heavens
But the northern lights
They just serve to remind her
Of what happened that night
And the past is forgotten
As the next crisis looms
And he who paid for Piper
Is still calling the tune
And the Company might suffer
If the men had their say
Production might fall if they listened to calls
For safe jobs or fair pay
So they say it’s not worth it
For the lives they might save
They say they know best not the worker who rest
In that watery grave
And they’re drawing up a blacklist
Of men they will not hire
Men who refuse to be used to add fuel to the fire
Of that funeral pyre
So she looks to the heavens
But the northern lights
They just serve to remind her
Of what happened that night
And the past is forgotten
As the next crisis looms
And he who paid for Piper
Is still calling the tune
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The Wish
06:07
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The Wish
When you’re burned by the hatred in their eyes
When all they see is someone different to despise
When they damn your ears with hell and kingdom come
And the beating of a military drum
When crying is the only human sound
And the helping hand is nowhere to be found
Remember every season turns
Winter’s ice gives way before the sun
And your charming prince will come to wake you with a kiss
If I could granted that wish
When you refuse to fit in with the crowd
Your dreams too strange your attitude too proud
When cruel words are all they find to say
And you lose the strength to face another day
Remember
It’s you who turns the water into wine
In this dark world we’ve made it’s you alone who shines
That we might see again in time
The wonders we have missed
If you would grant that wish
Remember every season turns
Winter’s ice gives way before the sun
And your charming prince will come to wake you
With a kiss
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Roadkill
01:14
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Roadkill
I am roadkill
My lifeblood seeping away
I tried to make it through the traffic
To the other side today
But there are only drunks and bastards at the wheel
Road rage and a race to beat the lights
It’s pedal to the metal in the race to get ahead
Then something clips the grill
Someone hits the kerb
And I am roadkill
My lifeblood slipping away
I tried to make it through the traffic
To the other side today.
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An Innocent Kiss
04:03
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An Innocent Kiss
He’s no Romeo, she’s no Juliet
Just two nightclub shadows making one silhouette
He’s no handsome Paris, she’s no Helen of Troy
Just a weekday checkout girl checking out her weekend boy
There’s no soft violin and no soaring saxes
Just the cursing of after hours drunks fighting over the taxis
This is no innocent kiss
He’s no James Dean. He’s no Georgie boy
Just a nervous old Queen with his midnight cowboy
But it’s no ballroom dance floor, no pavement café
When they point from police cars and pulpits you hide it away
This is no innocent kiss
No innocent kiss
We collide in dark nightclubs having drunk ourselves senseless
Where the drum machine deafens and renders you speechless
The bright strobe light flashes and burns out your eyes
So tell me what kind of love will you find
Now you’re deaf, dumb and blind?
He’s looking for fireworks with a young prostitute
But the glare of car headlights is no real substitute
So while he’s thinking of England she’s dreaming of Spain
Of spending her gold
Where the streets aren’t so cold
On anonymous romance and sex without shame
You know you’re no angel, you’ve felt it yourself
Stealing sideways guilty glances along the top shelf
There’s no moral high ground, no lofty perch
In this cruel greedy world you know it’s no easy search
For an innocent kiss
An innocent kiss
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Three Times Over
04:14
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Three Times Over
Meg said ‘You’d better help me to my bed’
But the whole world spins around my helicopter head
The Kirkwall snow is magical shining brighter than the sky
And the falling crystals sparkle in your…
I watch light rainfall darken ancient castle walls
You smile and reach me without touching me at all
Loch Awe sits almost mirror still shares her pallor with the clouds
A day this beautiful you say just shouldn’t be….
Aloud, I want to hear you say you love me right out loud
I need to feel it’s true to chase away
The doubt that breaks the surface when your darkness starts to show
And the weight of expectation drags you below
Raise a whisky to my brothers wedding day
Your blue eyes half dreaming and still chasing that bouquet
Beneath Kingussie summer skies we share one last nocturnal kiss
And you say a love so pure is far too good to…
Miss. But could there ever be another night like this?
Do you trust my eyes or can you read
These lips that cannot lie
As the flame between us flickers
And dies?
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Moonlight Serenade
04:10
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Moonlight Serenade
It was a lonely Monday evening the blues had come my way
I was trying to make this old guitar sing like Lady Day
When an old friend called to tell me you’d come back into town
I put on my walking shoes and put my guitar down
Because I remember you giving me these blues
All that magic time and trouble that you put me through
I remember this one stolen evening kiss
The sweetest thing I’d ever tasted from your ruby lips
And I have often wondered how things might have been
If you and I had chanced to meet in some romantic scene
On some enchanted evening when the moon was bright and full
Would I have tried to kiss you like some romantic fool
I remember girl all my dreams unfurled
When you vanished to the distance to the far side of the world
Now you’re here again that fantasy remains
Sunset breezes seem to call me whispering your name
And if you tell me where you are
I’ll bring my old guitar and play for you a moonlight serenade
I’ll take you in my arms underneath the stars
Dancing to a moonlight serenade
I hear you’re still a singer, you still look like a song
I hop you’re still a dancer ‘cos I’d love to dance along
Do you keep a lover? Do you sleep alone?
Would it bet too much to ask if I could see you home
Because I remember you giving me these blues
All that magic time and trouble that you put me through
I remember this one stolen evening kiss
The sweetest thing I’d ever tasted from your ruby lips
And if you tell me where you are
I’ll bring my old guitar and play for you a moonlight serenade
I’ll take you in my arms underneath the stars
Dancing to a moonlight serenade
I’ll help you through the night beneath that silver light
We’ll make love to a moonlight serenade
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10. |
Necropolis
02:19
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Necropolis
Glasgow children with unblinking eyes
Run from tombstones that reach the skies
In the shadow of the lights of Paradise
There’ll be no sign of pity ‘til the clouds begin to cry
And weep for this…
City graveyard of concrete and clay
Where old ghosts dream now and young ghosts play
This is no mean city no mean place to grow
Where the river is our lifeblood and that blood runs grey and cold
And children are..
Told their friends must be blue or green
Fuck the Pope, Fuck the Queen
You can drain a bottle and all your pain dissolves
Split a tube of glue, all your sins are absolved
Let’s pray for these…
Glasgow children with unblinking eyes
Run from tombstones that reach the skies
In the shadow of the lights of Paradise
There’ll be no sign of pity ‘til the clouds begin to cry
And weep for this city
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Fond Farewell
02:06
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Goodbye baby, goodbye honey looks like we’ve had our fun
You don’t seem to find me funny now could be our race is run
Well you say you’re going away and I’m not asking you to stay
It’s no great surprise I’ve got no tears standing in my eyes
They were good times while they lasted but it was never for keeps
I might be losing your sweet comfort but I’m not losing sleep
All good things must end you were my lover and my friend
But I’m not going to cry you know I hate these long goodbyes
Though we never reached heaven not quite paradise
Still I thank you for your sweet loving and your smiling eyes
And I hope wherever you go that you don’t have to sleep
And where ever you are I’m still somewhere in your heart
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12. |
Jane and Lydia and Me
02:56
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Jane And Lydia And Me
Walk the dark island
Blow down the tracks to the sea
Past the old millhouse
We take the cold air
Jane and Lydia and me
Hoy sits black on the water
A great dark whale on the sea
Watching over her daughters
Who talk with a stranger
Jane and Lydia and me
Young Lydia dreams
Of bright city streets
There once were five sisters
Who played among salt seaweed strands
Jane still hears their laughter
Through the long years that have slipped past like sand
Hoy sits black on the water
A great dark whale on the sea
Watching over her daughters
Who turn home with a stranger
Jane and Lydia and me
The sun is also a stranger
To these brief winter days
But Lydia sees beyond the cold and the grey
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13. |
The Session
02:03
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The Session
Charge those glasses Mr.Brown
You set them up we’ll knock them down
The session boys and session girls are blowing up a storm in this old town
Break out the fiddles and guitars
Breathe in the fags and cheap cigars
The session girls and session boys are going to blow the roof off this old bar
Brian plays on borrowed strings, guess it must be time for Christy Moore
Look out it’s Jim Moodie playing San Francicso Bay on his kazoo
Ooh!
Try you luck and make a pass at some sweet folk singing lass
She won’t slap or make a scene as long as you keep topping up her glass
Why hang around in nightclubs looking sharp and looking chic
Trying hard to cop an attitude
Deafened by some shit that made the hit parade this week
Just because they tell you that you should
Fuck that
Drag your sorry arse round here
Sing your own song loud and clear
We’ve got better music, better dances, better girls and better beer
Lorraine sings like an angel, Judith plays the whistle like a bird
We’ve got Paul and Davy here to pick the finest blues you’ve ever heard
So…
Charge those glasses Sandy Brown
You set them up we’ll knock them down
The session boys and session girls are blowing up a storm in this old town
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14. |
Positive
03:36
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Positive
At the mention of your name
The very mention of your name
I sometimes wish
I sometimes try to feel the pain
Some you win and some you lose
Some you win and some you lose
If I could end it all you know it’s not the way I’d choose
If I could give my life you know I’d give it up for you
And it holds me like a fist
It holds me like a fist
Don’t turn your face away you can’t catch it from a kiss
Don’t start mourning telling me how much I’ll be missed
I don’t give in that easily and I’m not giving in to this
It couldn’t be more sure
I know that there’s no cure
For all the loving all the love I caught from you
It doesn’t matter how
And it doesn’t matter why
If you think it’s my fault why can’t you look me in the eye
I can hear you thinking ‘there but for the grace of god go I’
If you ever need me all you have to do is cry
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Jesus was a Zombie
03:47
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Jesus was a Zombie
When I was young I did not understand
A fragile lost soul, a shadow of a man
I walked in the darkness until I saw the light
That guided me to the promised land
He walked upon the water, he made the blind to see
Now I believe in miracles and angels speak to me
To his true believers he offers immortality
And I confess at first that didn’t make much sense to me
He re-animated Lazarus, he rolled away the stone
And now my soul is saved because I know
I’ve played Doom upon my x-box and on the silver screen
Vincent Price and Peter Cushing made the scriptures speak to me
They said…
Jesus was a zombie, the bible says it’s true
His buddy stuck his fingers into his bloody wounds
I’ll go to church on Sunday just like the preacher said
We’ll eat his body, drink his blood and worship the undead
In the church and in the classroom he watches from on high
They nailed him to a tree but I know he will never die
Deride and stigmatise me, I am not the boy I was
I obey and offer up my soul to a higher cause
Yes I will live forever and follow in his steps
The future belongs to the Walking Dead
All together
Jesus was a zombie, the bible says it’s true
His buddy stuck his fingers into his bloody wounds
I’ll go to church on Sunday just like the preacher said
We’ll eat his body, drink his blood and worship the undead
Hallelujah
Jesus was a zombie, the bible says it’s true
His buddy stuck his fingers into his bloody wounds
I’ll go to church on Sunday just like the preacher said
We’ll eat his body, drink his blood and worship the un...
We’ll eat his body, drink his blood and worship the un...
We’ll eat his body, drink his blood and worship the undead
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16. |
Lawnmower Song
02:54
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Lawnmower Song
Buttercups white oily sun,
weary glass shine river run,
winking facets crystal glaze,
be no more imperfect days.
Floral worship yellow wheel,
silver floated spider’s reel,
water wind blown hedgerow sways,
be no more imperfect days.
Bees dance galliards in the round,
Selling England By The Pound,
breeze the fresh cut green grass haze,
be no more imperfect days.
You yourself have seen such things.
You have felt the charged air sing.
Fix these truths and mend your ways,
be no more imperfect days.
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Salut (For Gerson)
03:57
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Salut
Saludos mis amigos que el sol illumine tu camino
Nuestros dorados diaz, telleveran contigo mi hermano
Usted puede vagar mucho y largo
Lejos di mi casa no di mi corazon
Nuestros calles y aceras eco de sus pasaos
El sol y la luna echa tu sombra
Mis bendiciones iran sobre el mar
Aunque las estrellas y las montanas puedan cambiar
La amistad sique siendo
Aquellas que comparten las canciones del Corazon
Junto con la passion al sonar las guitarras
Somos una familia ahora y siempre
Mi hermana y hermanos
Saludos mis amigos que el sol illumine tu camino
Nuestros dorados diaz telleveran contigo mi hermano
Usted puede vagar mucho y largo
Lejos di mi casa no di mi corazon
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Richard Gorman Dundee, UK
Instructions for use:
1 Acquire Albums 2 Acquire whisky 3 Ensure no interruptions for the next hour 4 Dim Lights 5 Turn it up
Drink and repeat as required.
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