1. |
Best Laid Plans
03:29
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You fell asleep
On the shiny floor of the new boutique
Tiny and chic
In a suit of clothes that you couldn't keep
That made you fell like Meryl Streep
In a fetal pose
So I drew a breath and I stole the clothes
I picked you up
Carried you across to the new night club
They let you in but not your new boyfriend
'Cause hey, your sweet dreams are made
In a linen factory in Spain
Then you woke up
On the second floor of the seven bus
Said you had it tough
Said you'd rather walk and you'd had enough
And could we talk about some other stuff
Like hey, the best meals are made
In a murder factory in Maine
Hold on
My filing cabinet
No getting over it
Hold on
My filing cabinet
It's got a hole in it
Hey hey
The best plans are laid
Over sticky summer barricades
Hey hey
The best plans are laid
Over sticky summer barricades
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2. |
Stole a Train
02:51
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3. |
No Underground
03:54
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4. |
Ghosts
02:57
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The ghosts of presents past, unwanted and unwrapped
And still under the tree
And Friday evening's come
Its full of what might come
She knows it even then
She'll leaver alone again
Shadows follow you around
Melodies go round and round
And underneath your dark horse light
There'll be no tenderness to night
Just fog in your head
And clues all round the bed
Sleeping's not the only way to dream
You hide and count to three
And curse your destiny
And count your closest friends
And count them once again
Every little lie
Takes a little peace of mind
And then
Can you her it breaking for you
Fog in your head
Clues all round the bed
Sleeping's not the only way to dream
The tunes make you tense
The message makes no sense
Sleeping's not the only way to dream
Ooooh.
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5. |
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The country that you came from it gone
Suffered a heart attack
Broken its back in a backlash
The country that you came from is gone
Left on a hate train
Never coming home like a state again
And mama don't you wish for it
Mama don't you wish for it
Mama don't you wish
'Cause something that you're made from is wrong
Did I have to tell you that
Did you have to steal it back with witchcraft
Something that you're made from is wrong
But you never see the pain that you cause
And mama don't you wish for it
Mama don't you wish for it
Mama don't you wish
You have it all
And you just bitch about it
Oh how it falls
In a dream I have about it
The country that you came from is gone
Bet you never noticed that
Never gonna get it back when you don't have
And nothing that you say is ever wrong
Even when they come for you
Couldn't even tell the truth
Did you mean to?
And mama don't you weep for it
Mama don't you weep for it
Mama don' you weep
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6. |
Can't Trust The Rain
08:36
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Trickle down
Trickle down the window pane
And wash away the hours
Dirty clouds
Talking down the day
Making sure the sun don't get a say
Down for the day
Smiles washed away
Something to say
Seeps out that way
And oh oh
Those rainy rivers flow
Over the meaning of it all
Down for the day
Love fades away
Nothing to say
Speaks it all day
And oh those bitter crystals grow
And I get mean to you
Why can't we just get on with it?
A simple chain reaction
Nothing seems to change
But it won't ever be the same again
Burning a hole in the ground
Make the future brighter
Turn your world around
But you can't trust the rain
Can't be sure it's water falling
Just can't love a dew morning anymore
You thing it's strange and attractive
That it won't hurt you now
But it has to
Sweeter than gold that you found
Makes you all the richer
Makes the world go round
But you can't trust the rain
You can't be sore it's water falling
You just can't love a dewy morning anymore
You can't pick a flower
It only turns to poison
You just can't hear the future calling anymore
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7. |
Idiots
03:47
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Sometimes I avoided you it’s true
Even when you really needed me to
Spend the evening with a falling over friend
Teasing out the universe
Calling out the idiots
In a darkened corner of a room
In a part of town where nothing is ever true
Checking out is the only way you leave
As if they’d ever let you
As if you had the means to
How I’d love to see those sullen features now
In the corner of some bar
Drinking up the crowd
Now it’s much too late to make it right
And I’m left to tell you every night
That you knew the half of everything
As if you had the right to
As if you’d ever want to
How I’d love to see those sullen features now
In the corner of some bar
Drinking up the crowd
How
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8. |
Ingenue
06:02
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I never meant to
Say what I said when you asked me to
But in my haste
I swore I tasted a thing or two
Out in the yellow street light
The promise of the empty sweet life
I might have seen through
The party queen and the ingenue
And recognised you
For what you did and what you wanted to
Out in the yellow street light
The promise of the empty sweet life
And now I’ve found you
And all the strangers that surround you
I never cared for
The perfect face that I’d been searching for
I could have stayed for ten minutes longer
I could have played for something much stronger
But I had to go
I could have stayed for ten minutes longer
I could have played for something much stronger
But I had to go
I never meant to say what I said
I never meant to say what I said
I never meant to say what I said
I should have
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9. |
Roadkill
03:18
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Don’t let the surf get in your eyes
There is no holding back the tide
And no surprise
You want to choke on by
I sent a letter to your mama
I see it written in the stars tonight
Don’t let the dirt get in your mind
There is no rolling back the time
And no surprise
You’re going to lose your mind
I sent you roadkill in the post
It said that I loved you the most of all
If you’d only let me fall
Oh
Don’t think I’ve ever walked so slow
‘Cause I just had to let you know
How I won’t ever let you go
Don’t let the surf get in your eyes
There is no holding back the tide
Don’t let the surf get in your eyes
There is no rolling back the time
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Strand Dublin, Ireland
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