1. |
Small Trees For Everyone
05:40
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If you’re waiting for the right time
You will be waiting for a long time
I’ve been looking through the window
I’ve been out in the cold
Been counting stars and passing cars
Been trying to keep my hold
On things that ring like strings
and sing like children in the sun
There is no silver bullet
No, there is no smoking gun
This year there’s gonna be
small trees for everyone
I’m not gonna cry anymore
This year there’s gonna be
small trees for everyone
I’m not afraid to die anymore
January, February, March, April, May
June, July, August and September
October, November, I’ll see you in December
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2. |
Wonder Woman
02:55
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Well the American girl says
she’s feeling kinda strange
about the romance situation
And the man with shirt sleeve sunburn
turns himself in at the station
And if you listen to the radio
They’ll tell you all you need to know
But if you’re waiting for the truth
You will be sleeping when it comes through
“And I’m beginning to wonder”
Says Wonder Woman
“If I am really wonderful at all”
And the invisible man says
“You don’t know who I am
but my picture is on everybody’s wall”
I’m beginning to wonder
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3. |
The Faces I Remember
04:14
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I never liked the sound of my own voice
In photographs I’m always out of frame
But lately I don’t seem to have a choice
And circumstance has make us all the same
Today I closed the curtains on the rain
Today I closed my eyes and went away
I took a walk down endless country lanes
I walked until the end of the day
I stood outside your door, you said “come in”
We talked and talked as if we had forever
But time draws on and now I must begin
To talk about the faces I remember
Let’s rewind the tape and find a place
Where the story’s only just begun
Erase the things we didn’t mean to say
Delete the things we wish we hadn’t done
These are the places I remember
You are there, I am here
Looking at the faces I remember
I wish I was there, I wish you were here
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She’s a lemonade tiger
She sparkles in the trees
She curls like smoke
and she blows like a breeze
She came on the airline
From the valleys and planes
Hydropower princess
With a secret name
She looks from her window
at the street below
She remembers the sunshine
She remembers the snow
She smells the perfume
Drifting in the street
And a boy holds a blade
between his teeth
Why should she stay
When she has the mountains in her eyes
Lemonade tiger
Dolphin silver
Hydropower
Airline borders
Valley
Bamboo
Earth
Perfume
Secret name
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5. |
Paradise Corner
03:32
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It could be Monday
It could be any day
The same rain, a different train
The same destination
The motor sings
It draws you in
A song of steel on turning wheels
To synchronise the nation
On the corner of the street
Glamour, pearls, silk, explosion,
cruise, automatic, hero, romance,
Mediterranean
The lights are on
Windows of paradise
Superior interiors
Will surely help you sleep at night
So step aside
And step inside
The doors are open, close your mouth
Welcome to Paradise
On the corner of the street
You are asleep in the machine
With those shoes on your feet
On the corner of the street
Silk, explosion, automatic,
Romance, Mediterranean,
Safari
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6. |
Estate
03:05
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Red slate oceans
Capillary driveways
Organised motion
All step sideways
Catalogue showroom
Utopia Way
This unique number
Will show you the way
Design perfection
In every room
Technology garden
Stays in bloom
Utility kiss
On the doorstep portal
Travel to the city
Like every mortal
Eat flesh in the sunshine
While you burn your skin
Keep out of the shade
You know it’s dark within
Sunday car time
Keeping it clean
This is re-creation
With a showroom sheen
Estate, it’s never too late
To modernise your estate
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7. |
Opportunity Baby
03:12
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Well, you could have been a film star
You can really play a scene
You belong in the spotlight
You deserve to be seen
You got a reservation at a table for one
A two minute sensation and you’re all alone
We don’t care anymore
Opportunity baby
You can make your own
You never waste a minute
And you never sleep alone
But you wake up screaming
and you’re hungry all day
While you search through the city
for somewhere to stay
We don’t care anymore
You could have been a rock star
You belong on the stage
You could ride in a black car
You could lie about your age
You could have an entourage
You would never be alone
You could have been a star
You should have picked up the phone
But we don’t care
No, we don’t care anymore
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8. |
Terminal
03:41
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Nearly invisible, touch the glass
Run back across the floor
Take a look and breathe it in
and take in more and more
You could levitate and not a soul
would give a passing glance
Murmuring, a gentle hum
In a never ending da-da-da-da-dance
The Tanoy rasping foreign words
that fade and resonate
The softest world, the borderlines
The changing of the date
You do belong, a painting hangs
and echoes on and on
Relax and breathe, breathe it in
and the moment carries on and on
On and on
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9. |
Mother Moon
04:18
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So this is the explanation
According to the wise
Describing all your actions
and what your mood implies
Treat me out of character
O Mother Moon
Formation of a landscape
Decorated faces
Shreds of rotting paper
Pretty frills and laces
Treat me out of character
O Mother Moon
Soul reacts in violence
Reversing all the gears
Mother Moon is watching
Her voice assails my ears
Treat me out of character
O Mother Moon
Mother Moon is watching
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Who believes in rock n roll?
The elevator plummets down
She drops her cup and turns to see
The house next door is coming down
“I do” he said and stammered on
So I went to the the window
I watch a dog attack a boy
I watch it from my window
Five killed
Two injured
One missing
No witness
“It’s something really personal”
The elevator crashes down
Maybe they are all in a dream
They disappear and move around
“It has something for everyone
and I am in complete control,
a channeled thought could realise
the power of my soul”
Who believes in rock n roll?
A plague sweeps through the town
Who believes in rock n roll?
The elevator crashes down
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These Lovely Machines Cardiff, UK
These Lovely Machines is one of projects of Adrian Dent. He is better known as a guitarist and songwriter who gigged his way through the 80s and 90s in the UK and Europe. A neurological disorder has caused him to give up live performances but opened other possibilities. These Lovely Machines is infused with the flavour of 80s electronic music and seasoned with a quirky experimental sauce. ... more
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