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01:07
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Struck
03:26
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This situation is starting to pinch
You’ve taken a mile but you won’t give an inch
Cutting us to the bone taking care of your own
Caught in the headlights struck without warning
Laid by the side of the road until morning
No second chances no look in the mirror
Nobody knows whats around the next corner
This situation is starting to burn
How many lessons do we have to learn
Your hanging us out to dry under a broken sky
Caught in the headlghts struck without warning
Laid by the side of the road until morning
No second chances no look in the mirror
Nobody knows whats around the next corner
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Keeping up appearances
02:55
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Keeping up appearances is just a waste of time
A waste of his a waste of hers a waste of yours and mine
Disposable aquantences abreviated sentences
Nothing seems to matter when the world is in decline
A little bit of what I need a lot of what I don’t
I can’t resist temptation it’s got me by the throat
Statistical analysis there’s only one way out of this
The water’s getting deeper and I forgot to build a boat
Darling put your hand in mine forever be my valentine
As long as we’re together we can keep ourselves afloat
Sitting with my back against the wall facing the sun
Wondering how I got here where I’m going when I’m gone
It’s time to call a favour in we all end up where we begin
Another battle’s over in a war that can’t be won
Darling put your hand in mine forever be my valentine
It’s hard to leave the party when we’re having so much fun
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This is how we have fun
03:12
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Every day I take what’s mine
But that definition lives on a fine line
The opportunity to pull the strings
Down in that empty merchant heart of things
I know where to go
This is how we have our fun
Lead us into temptation
I love the sound of dicipline
As it’s taken out on another’s skin
There are consequences but it’s not fading
The sea of plesure that I’ve been sailing
I know where to go
This is how we have our fun
Hate the people we become
Where will we go will you ever find peace of mind?
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My father's chair
02:45
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My feet are off the pedals and I’m racing down the hill
I can see you from the thirteenth floor leaning hard against the rail
I’m spinning in my father’s chair around around around
God only knows what I’m doing
God only knows why I’m here
God only knows but he’s not telling me
I’ve collected every token but I’m still waiting for a prize
I try to blink away reality but it keeps getting in my eyes
I’m watching from the highest tree the ground the ground the ground
God only knows what we’re doing
God only knows why we’re here
God only knows but he’s not telling me
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We're not coming back
01:39
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Work Anxiety Syndrome
04:36
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You haven’t got a job and the world thinks you’re a slob
‘Cos you spend the whole day watching television
But they haven’t got a clue what it’s like being you
As you plumb the depths of clinical depression
You’ve attended all the schemes designed to butter up your dreams
But you know you’re just a government statistic
All your bills are in the red you can’t get out of bed
‘Cos what’s the point of being optimistic
You’ve got Work Anxiety Syndrome
You’be been working nine to five for as long as you remember
Bringing home a steady weekly wage
You used to have ambition now your hair is in recession
And you’re on the downward slope of middle age
Now it’s all done by computer and you’re just a dumb comuter
Your manager’s are younger than your children
Every day seems like a year and it’s boring you to tears
But your hanging tough ‘till you can draw your pension
You’ve got Work Anxiety Syndrome
You’ve been running at a loss since your dad made you the boss
You never seem to make the right decision
You’ve got all the aires and graces and a fancy pair for braces
But life hasn’t been the same since you left eaton
You’d like to jack the whole thing in a slice of lemon with your gin
And sai your boat around the caribean
But the firm is in your blood handed down from up above
And you can’t escape the family tradition
You’ve got Work Anxiety Syndrome
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It’s too late to change your mind
You’d better get used to the fact
There’s no point in thinking there’s plenty of time
And you know that there’s no turning back
It’s too late to change your mind
But you can’t live your life with regret
There’s always somebody more handsome and funny
Getting rich without breaking a sweat
It’s too late to change your mind
Because life is a one way street
You feel like your walking in circles
Your worn out and your dead on yout feet
But It’s too late to change your mind
If the way that your living ain’t making much sense
I’m not going to insult your intelligence
From your half empty glass drink a toast to your past
And enjoy what you have while you can
a holiday rep / a footballer / a fireman / a traffic warden / i had no thoughts about what i wanted to be when i was young / a phamacist / someone who painted the flowers on cups / a vet / a firefighter / an archiologist / an interior designer / a makeup artist / a pilot / a gymnast / a designer / to be an artist / i don’t know... yet
friends and family and having a good time / other people’s misery / my kids... laughing / cheesecake / rabbits / watching man united / money / shoes / you tell me / drinking and socialising / what makes me happy? life / just to be happy within yourself
good question... er what’s the meaning of life? having fun / frienships are very important / just being alive and being happy / inner peace / vodka / that’s too difficult for me i can’t answer that question
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Nothing is what it seems
02:09
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Spaces
03:20
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I’ve been raking up the leaves
They’ve fallen from the trees
I know just how they’re feeling
You’re no longer my affair
I don’t know why I care
But I wonder what you’re thinking
I’ll meet you in the spaces
Between the senses
Darling I’ll be waiting
When your busy with the ironing
Dreaming of a silver lining
There’s a secret your keeping
I’m no longer your affair
I don’t know why you care
If I’m awake or if I’m sleeping
I’ll meet you in the spaces
Between the senses
Darling I’ll be waiting
Between the knowing between the longing
Bewtween forgetting between regretting
Between the lying between the crying
Between forgiving
Darling I’ll be waiting
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Shadows
02:54
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Remember the days that seemed to last forever
When you wondered what would happen in your life
Riding bikes and climbing trees
Forty-fives and thirty-threes
Safety matches ready to ignite
There were shadows hiding under your bed
Keeping you awake at night
When your mother wiped the tears from your eyes
She said everything will be alright
So many days you know you won’t remember
Do you wonder what you’re doing with your life
Heavy lungs and coffee cups
Staple guns and paper cuts
Stop the bus we’re ready to alight
There’s a shadow hiding under your bed
Keeping you awake at night
In the morning rub the fear from your eyes
And pretend everything will be alright
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I had to escape the bad atmosphere
And go looking for outer space
The world looks kind of cool from here
You wouldn’t recognise the place
On the edge of an awkward silence
momentarily lost for words
I’m losing my grip on the mothership
And I’m falling back down to earth
Falling back down to earth
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13. |
Music for beginners
01:34
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Jim Pearson UK
"You never can be sure what kind of project Jim will come up with next, but you can always be sure it's gonna be pretty darn
good." Tom Robinson BBC 6 Music.
Jim's songs range from the whimsical to some of the most bitter and somber themes, yet always with a paradoxical childlike spirit that meets them head-on – wide-eyed and full of hopeful energy.
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