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No English Rose
05:24
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She was a killer queen, or so the song goes
She moved from Paris up to Aberdeen
It’s true she was no English rose
And a sleazy stinking Travelodge was where she made her bed
But in the conference room she smelled of sweet perfume
And the dress she wore was Red
Walked in a room filled with thoughts of revolution
And all the crowd were cheering at the words they thought were best
I asked some guy who I was here to talk to
And he pointed to a woman in an old red dress
She looked at me and I looked back with desire
And I could sense that somewhere in her mind
There crept a burning yearning fire
And I knew she stemmed from royalty, despite the things she said
Because her eyes were blue and her blood was too
But at least her dress was Red
I said “Let’s find a room and talk about the things you do”
And she said “Yes, that seems the best way forward for the war”
And as she led me through the corridors and business rooms
She told me of her policies, her thoughts and deeds and more
She said that violence was sometimes the way
And that by holding out and keeping strong
We might just find a brighter day
And she said she wouldn’t stop until the Enemy was dead
And I believed her enemy was blue
For the dress she wore was Red
All through the interview, my eyes relaxed, enjoyed the view
And all my ears could hear was the sweet music of a lark
She said “It’s time to go, come with me if you want to know
Just how I win my battles, win the crowd and leave a mark”
And as she stood upon her podium tall,
The words she used against her rival were enough to make him fall.
Both wanted revolution, or at least that’s what they said,
But the crowd were cheering louder for the woman dressed in Red
And with her battle won, she wouldn’t stay for anyone,
But slipped off down a side-street as if searching for a fight
I wondered where she had to go,
In my profession I must know,
So I followed down that side-street to a world as black as night
Her footsteps left a soft destruction in their wake
And as her heels clicked on the ground
I felt a silence was about to break
These old stone walls would crumble ‘til the notables had fled
And the cold black night would fade away to a morning warm and Red
I turned a corner and she was not trading contraband,
But meeting with her rival in a spell of secret bliss
He said “What do you gain? Your lust for power causes pain.”
But all that was forgotten as they leaned in for a kiss…
But she had knowledge of anatomy as well
And as she drew her dagger downwards
She was able to ignore the smell.
In an oozing pool of offal, she abandoned him for dead
A stinking, stale cadaver
Though the police would never have her
For the dress she wore was Red
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Telegraph Road
04:30
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3. |
The Recruit
02:53
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Can't Buy Me Love
02:27
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You say you’ll buy me a diamond ring, but what good would it do?
How can an object represent the love twixt me and you?
To wear wealth upon your finger just seems a bloody waste
And I’m not one to flaunt around a plutocrat’s bad taste
Cos I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love
No I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love
Can’t buy me love, love, love
Can’t buy me love, love, love
This “age old tradition”
Was a systematic mission
To rob you of two months pay
They made that rule
Yet they take us for fools
As we throw our salary away
They say “Give us your coins
Or you just love her with your groin
And not with the whole of your heart”
But to place such a fee
On a token for me
Is how bad marriages start.
ButI don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love
No I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love
Can’t buy me love, love, love
Can’t buy me love, love, love
Everybody wants it
Most people need it
And if you have it you can use it to make more
Buy and sell your wares
Check your stocks and shares
And lie to people - that’s what advertising’s for!
As for employees
Best reduce their fees
It’s even easier if they live in other countries
Exploit the Earth
You know what it’s worth
Because most of it is already in your pocket.
Express your love some other way, and take your ring to hell
This need is fabricated and corrupts the mind as well
We’re taught to love possessions and eternally want more
But if we’re always wanting what can we be happy for?
We’re given lives of misery and told that it’s our fault
But in this world of greed
There is no more need
Of a reason to revolt!
Cos I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love
No I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love
Can’t buy me love, love, love
Can’t buy me love, love, love
Can’t buy me love…
Money can’t buy me love
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The Last Lullaby
05:28
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Oh the bailiff’s a-knocking
He’s come with his hearse
To take what is left of our home
The table, the freezer, the bed can all go
But I’m saving the old gramophone
There’s a lever right here
For to wind up the gear
It won’t use the electricity
And our seventy-eights are all worthless to them
Won’t you stay here and dance here with me?
Oh the moon and the stars, they glisten
And the music plays all through the night
My dear, close your eyes and just listen
And everything’s gonna be right
Oh an image appears on the skyline
Of a bird that’s about to take flight
My dear there may be no tomorrow
So let’s dance all through the night
Close your eyes, sail away
On a dream, to the day
When injustice and poverty end
When the Earth is our mother,
We treat one another
As equals and brothers and friends
Where you’ll no longer cry from the hunger or cold
And all your potential’s fulfilled
Peace bells ring all around
Through the cities and towns
To say no more Red blood will be spilled
And the moon and the stars, they glisten
And the music plays all through the night
My dear, close your eyes and just listen
And everything’s gonna be right
Oh an image appears on the skyline
Of a bird that’s about to take flight
My dear there may be no tomorrow
So let’s dance all through the night
The long long night will soon be over
Sleeping worlds will wake again
And sing for all to hear, the people’s rhymes
‘Til then, my dear, forget your sorrow
Let today become tomorrow
Hear me tell you
“This is not my crime”
And someday we will rise up together
In a world that is peaceful and new
With gilded domes and glittering pinnacles
With luck it might even come true
Still that image appears on the skyline
Of a bird that’s about to take flight
My dear you will always remember
When we danced all through the night
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