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09/29/2009 |
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4. | Buried Alive |
5. | Burnt Down House |
6. | Flowers By The Shore |
7. | Once |
8. | Hold On |
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10. | Death Of A Rose |
11. | Marianna |
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I'm throwing stones just to get you all alone
I wanna take you driving around
So come on, open a window for me
I love it when it's late and the whole city is asleep
And it's time to go creeping in a shadow of a town
I feel like I'm ali-i-i-i-ive
With you as we ri-i-i-i-ide
Let's go stealing cars
Stealing cars
Stealing ca-a-a-a-ars
Stealing cars
Put your hands up if you feel like you're in love
It's just the two of us in control
Hands on the wheel, we've got the whole night to kill
Our whole lives to steal away, in a shadow of a town
I feel like I'm ali-i-i-i-ive
With you as we ri-i-i-i-ide
Let's go stealing cars
Stealing cars
Stealing ca-a-a-a-ars
Stealing cars
Standing in the light taking photos of you
The streets are alive with gold
Touch down in the prime of my life
As soon as I hit the ground I start running
I start to ru-u-u-u-un
Let's go stealing cars
Stealing cars
Stealing ca-a-a-a-ars
Stealing cars
Stealing caaaaars
Stealing caaaaars
Stealing caaaaars
Stealing ca-a-a-a-ars
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Red is the colour of blood when I cut myself,
and im bleeding, but that's not a bad thing,
Red is the colour of puppies and sports cars
a strong symbol of liveliness,
Red is the colour of the heart that I love you with,
That I draw for you, everytime I see you,
It's the colour of stickered up items,
That you can purchase from most major stores.
I look to the king, im filling in an outline,
When it strikes me that, I don't know what gold is
Blue is the colour of the ink that I'm writing with,
Painting pictures of what I'm, percieving,
Blue is the colour of the planet we live upon,
Even though ME I always thought it was green,
Blue is a feeling people sing songs about,
Wrote three chords about, when they're feeling down,
Look to the sky, don't feel blue, im just happy i'm looking at you,
I'm swimming in oceans, im scaling some trees,
Effortless it seems, I know where home is,
No, No, No
There is a colour that i've never seen before, my friends got it inside his mind
It must be a completely new colour, cos there's no possible way to describe it
Maybe the colour of the spaces between us, and the colour of brand new ideas,
It's the colour my friends thinking of, I've been seeing this colour for years,
I take a deep breathe, and I return to the king
When I realise, I know what gold is
Im spiraling backwards
Through pallets and tones
The Earth carries them
We are home
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Wave goodbye to your mother you're no longer a child of the world
No longer a boy or a girl
The past is safely behind you
Memory fades and time brings change to everyone
It's time to rule at the sun
Casting another shadow
Did you see the way that I was?
Did you see the way that I was?
Did you see the way that I was when I was down?
All I need is a helping hand
Someone safe to guide my landing back from
Back from
Beyond
Beyond
Beyond
Beyond
Oh-oh-oh
Everybody has their time in the firing line and this time it's mine
To take a couple of rounds
It's ok to feel down
Those who laugh become the joke as their bellies start to bloat into great big balloons
While I'm still singing tunes
Tunes about you
Did you see the way that I was?
Did you see the way that I was?
Did you see the way that I was when I was down?
All I need is a helping hand
Someone safe to guide my landing back from
Back from
Beyond
Happy now
Are we happy now?
Are we happy now in our hearts?
Did you see the way that I was?
Did you see the way that I was?
Did you see the way that I was when I was down?
All I need is a helping hand
Someone safe to guide my landing back from
Back from
Beyond
Beyond
Beyond
Beyond
Oh-oh-oh
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In this town
We live like rats
With liscence plates on carrier bags
By pen
And gun
By words
Or bullets
By tongue
And teeth
They'd eat us all
If they only could
Scimper Scamper whats for dinner
Quick and save up all your morsels
It's your turn
To be
Our next
Feast
As you can see
In life I've led
A generation thats up ahead
To change the way we think and do
And soon
They will get to you
Scimper Scamper whats for dinner
Follow me my, pretty things
There's evil needles in this haystack
Oh the Piper left his calling card
His calling card
His calling card
The dustman took our home
We bled into the drains
And ran off to the sea
Oh and a melody is calling us
It's calling us
It's calling us
We're scratching our heads
Follow my leave
Sniffing out the dead
Oooooooooo...
Scimper Scamper what's for dinner
It's your turn
To be
Our next
Feed
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This blackboard
Weighs heavy
Board rubbers
Leave scars
Exam board
Inspections
To the drawing board
My son
You need curriculum
And discipline
So pull up your socks
Stand tall and breathe in
Why am I not rich?
Why is my back sore?
What makes us linear?
What did Grandad die for?
Why are there armies?
And whos on our side?
Where does the sun rise?
And where does it hide?
Back to bed
You're dreaming again
Safety in numbers my friend
Picked from a shelf
Sent on parade
Forty hours weekly
Slave for a way
To pick from a shelf
Send on parade
Children of fortune
Make children of fame
Why is this yours?
Why wasn't it mine?
Why do the clocks keep on ticking off time?
Why are there nightmares?
And who made my shoes?
Why are there children shedding blood on the news?
Back to bed
You're dreaming again
Safety in numbers my friend
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