1. |
Tick Tock
04:07
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TICK TOCK
Tick Tock time’s ticking away
And you never once knew a burden
Like Louis in Versaille
You had a bomb but you still were hurting
Here begineth the lesson today
Take a sip from your overfull cup
Cause Tick Tock time’s ticking away
And you never know when your chit’s up
Time
Time
Time
Is ticking away
Big brother back in the land
With a shot glass, hot ass, too fast
Big bully bird in command
Just waiting for the fire to burn grass
Little brother in a tin can van
Chuck a board and a beat and a bird in
One good bird in the hand
Is better than a hundred hurtin’
Middle brother is a little tin man
Pick a heart for the part you’ve gotta play
Big bower bird back in the band
Sorry baby I’ll be back here one day
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2. |
Axe
03:38
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AXE
Been gone for a while with a pile of books my friends
I think its high time I got the band back together again
‘Cause life’s too short to be busy making other plans
And God it feels good to have an axe back in my hands
It feels fine. Helps my soul unwind (x2)
You sit in my chest, make a nest in my heart again
I’m falling in love all over with a real good friend
I run my fingers down your neck and the signal is sent
Sweet high feeling with a really cool bottom end
You’re so fine and my soul unwinds (x 2)
And the cat on the kit is a kit cat and that is the truth
She clatters and batters like a cat on a hot tin roof
And the cat on guiitar has got a kit with a killer sound
Not a head banger just the best damn player around
They’re so fine, they help my soul unwind (x2)
And I feel high…it sure feels good to let it out (x2)
Yes it does now
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3. |
Go
03:19
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GO
Well I kick around alone like a colourful fool
I’ve never been sheik and I’ve never been cool
I stayed in the cupboard where the sun don’t shine
But I’ve paid my money gonna get my ride
I’ve got some peace and I’ve got a little flow
And I want to get at least a little love to show
But good love is hard to find,
Keep yourself busy and you might get mine
Doo doo doo doo…
Well I take a little time under the silvery sky
Just to keep my body and my brain alive
Chug-a-lug a drug and a little self-love
Is just enough to get a little bit of snoozing done
I’m working overtime just to stay in one place
Shaking my tail all over the place
Cooking up a conga and making my way
And there ain’t nobody gonna get in my way
Keep your head low and go and you’ll get somewhere
Keep your head low and go and you’ll get somewhere
Keep your head low and go and you’ll get somewhere
And anywhere’s okay
Doo doo doo doo
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4. |
Dream On
04:39
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DREAM ON
You work days and you work some nights
You get up when the morning comes around
You’re not afraid of the city lights
You burn the candle hard you burn it down
You got paid but it got spent
You got dreams but you gotta make the rent
You’ve got a story no-one knows
Round and round and round the summer goes
You catch a friend down in hipper land
He’s got a cool, good looking, cooking band
You hit the bar and you’re given a shot
By a beardy guy with a big topknot
The crowd’s calling out for more
Things are starting to cook a little on the dance floor
Bass talking walking on
You’re gonna play one day well babe dream on
Dream on, baby dream on good
Dream on baby dream on good
Dream on baby dream on good
Dream on baby dream on good
For too long you’ve been rolling the dice
You got lucky maybe once or twice
You keep swinging your feet to the sky
You keep yourself upbeat but you don’t know why
You’ve had enough of the push and shove
Well that’s the stuff all good dreams are made of
You spend your life on the rock and roll
It’s gonna pay one day well babe dream on…..
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5. |
Money Men Hilltop
04:53
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MONEY MEN HILLTOP Am F G Am C G Am C G Am
I took a walk in the cold night air on the streets outside of a money-men hilltop
Took a look to the city tonight and the view is bright from a money-men hilltop
I look at you fools down there and I shake my head at the problems you got
And I feel in the back of my head I could do some good but I know that I will not
Diddle I Diddle I die die. Diddle I Diddle I die die die. (x2)
Took a ride in my jag tonight through the streets I fly of a money-men hilltop
Got my baby by my side and a thin disguise on a money-men hilltop
I see you in the corner of my eye but I drive right by as you lie in a park lot
And I don’t even stop to wonder why I’m a have and you’re a have-not
Diddle I Diddle I die die. Diddle I Diddle I die die die. (x2)
Laying low in a concrete canyon
God knows I know you’re there
Far away from a world that matters
God knows I know you’re there
And trhe fight is over now
But the light it leaves the sky
Little hope for a shot down rabbit now
And the crowd cries why, why why?
I don’t care what you wanted to say man,
I can see you’re a fucked up big shot
Roll around on your big fat tummy there,
take a look at all the things that you got
When the man at the top cries out
‘ Don’t care what price this anarchy will stop
I ask myself what’s right as I turn my eyes to the money men hilltop
Diddle I Diddle I die die. Diddle I Diddle I die die die. (x2)
In the light of a thousand fires, In the eyes of a beat up dreadlock
I can see your anger rise, rise up to break this deadlock
All the beautiful hope the dog lies down this time but I know that it will not
And the hands of a billion lives reach out tonight to the money-men hilltop
Diddle I Diddle I die die. Diddle I Diddle I die die die. (x2)
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6. |
Music Stand
03:32
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MUSIC STAND
Keep your feet rooted maybe, maybe move them some
Keep the point mooted baby, then you can move it on
Keep your head tilted to the sun
But don’t get caught up in the storm
Fighting it all just brings you harm
So ‘til the night is gone…
Give your soul up to the band
Hang your heart upon the music stand
Lay your pleas out on the bed
Make your peace then rest your head
Hold on anyway you can
Gotta be crazy maybe, gotta be sane and strong
Gotta be lazy maybe and work your skin to bone
You got to be captivated, warm
But don’t get caught up in the storm
Fighting it all just brings you harm
So ‘til the night is gone….
Give your soul up to the band
Hang your heart upon the music stand
Lay your pleas out on the bed
Make your peace then rest your head
Hold on anyway you can
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7. |
Beggar's Gold
04:40
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BEGGAR’S GOLD
Praise the winter sun, please tell me where its gone
Hold the memory
And hail the summer rain, please let it come again
Falling tenderly.
And there’s a warm rain falling on me
A cold sun shining on me
And why the day is night and dark is light is plain to see
I feel the threat of peace, a war of love a fit disease
I feel them coming on
And cruel are mercy kills and fools are wise and time is still
Time is moving on
There’s along day crawling by me
A new year flying by me
And every breath I take and move I make is dear to me
A loss of sympathy and time and apathy
Are sure to kill romance
But for a lover lost, another love will cover costs
Take another chance
And the good days give you room to sink low
The bad days let you fly high
Beggar’s gold is buried in the sky
Set your sights high
Today your God is blind,
The world is bleak and you’re inclined
To show your colder side
But life’s a polar flight through latitudes of wrong and right
It’s a roller ride
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8. |
Digital World
04:39
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DIGITAL WORLD
I’m just a Gen X No Brain born in 67 just like Cobain
I’m much less hipster much more bogaine baby and that’s okay
I got a band I’m slammin’ it, in my head but I got no fans yet
I don’t got a big gig a tour or van yet and that’s okay
Cos everybody’s streamin’ it now on the cheap on their social media accounts
At least making beats is easier now and that’s okay
But I’ve always been a band guy I love the human sound and feeling and I
Know that rock is dead but don’t understand why…..Give me some headroom
It’s a digital world we live in baby
And I’ve got just an analog brain to play with
It’s a digital world we live in baby
And I’ve got just an analog brain to play with
The world it keeps revolving and how can we still be evolving
When Beatles 4 track smashes all the tunes I hear today
Before computers were invented you really had to play it like you meant it
And tape sure beats up bits and bytes and that’s no lie
Things were better then I swear that, we might get back but we’re not there yet
Its gonna take a lifetime to repair that
Gimme me some headroom!
And I’m getting pretty strung out ‘cos I want to play some ttracks
Lock into the backbeat good and slam it through my stacks
Give my legs some legroom and give my head some headroom….
It’s a digital world we live in baby
And I’ve got just an analog brain to play with
It’s a digital world we live in baby
And I’ve got just an analog brain to play with
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9. |
The Valley
04:23
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THE VALLEY
I went down to the valley through a cold sea of rain
Hey hi said the sound guy, isn’t life strange
And we’ve played different places
But the faces don’t change
Oh well said the bombshell, look at that rain
In the cold, we waited
And we were so elated
But the big crowd stayed away
As the Blowflies began to play
But still we sang our song
And the beat man danced along all through the day
Now the Carnival’s over, for a real cool Mosaic
We got a bout of St Vitus, invite us to stay
And Cheezlekane was loaded, and the crazy dame exploded
Like a freak storm tidal wave in the dead heart of the day
And not a face was long
We laughed aloud and sang our songs all through the day
We looked down on the Valley from the cold empty stands
Hey hi said the sound guy, isn’t life grand
For the clear sky we waited and the cold rain abated
We’ve got a green light to play
We’ve got a green light to play
And the yellow sank low as The Affection closed the show
And I feel okay
I can feel the Noise
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10. |
Spirit
04:33
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SPIRIT
You can take my heart away
But you won’t stop it beating
And you can deal the cards we play
You won’t stop me cheating
You can take my piece of mind
Take it right to the limit
You can’t make my soul unwind
You won’t break my spirit
You won’t break my Spirit
Spirit
You can take my friends now
But you won’t ever be them
And you can rent my visions out
But you won’t ever see them
You could take my life today
But you won’t ever live it
And you can steal my right of way
But only I can give it
You won’t break my Spirit
You can’t take my Spirit
You won’t shake my Spirit
You can’t fake my Spirit
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Neil Robertson -
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