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How Sweet the Brave
03:41
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Take me to the edge of wonder
Beyond the grey gates of the veteran saints
To where our feet felt flowers
Under the counterfeit moon
Take me to the edge of madness
Beyond the grey skies where the puritans lie
To where our feet felt flowers
Under the counterfeit moon
Take me Take me to where
Your love awaits me
An angel in the desert far from the capital doom
Take me take me to where your love awaits me
An angel in the desert far from doom
Make me a face like diamonds from the grave
Where you were born
Where the moon she raises blood before the dawn
Take me Take me to where
Your love awaits me
An angel in the desert far from the capital doom
Take me take me to where your love awaits me
An angel in the desert far from doom
Take me take me to where your love awaits me
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2. |
Sunshine in The Rain
04:13
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Sunshine in the rain
Moon still in the frame
If you know it takes two
I’ll follow you
I’ll brush the cobwebs from your hair
I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go
Even if you wanna go no where
Sunshine in the rain
Moon still in the frame
If you know what I’ll do
I’ll follow you
Cause when I saw you I didn’t care
The world went wild
Hat in the air
Suddenly I had no choice
But to tell you
I love you
I’ll untie the apron from your waist
I’ll take you on a pony ride
I bet you want to ride upon all day
Sunshine in the rain
Moon still in the frame
Cause my love is so true
I’ll follow you
Sunshine in the rain
Moon still in the frame
If you know it takes two
I’ll follow you
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Universal Joy
04:23
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Killing the actor Is universal joy.
What you are given you can’t keep.
You’ve got to make a present of yourself -
But here comes the actor who commits to a part
Believing in the light and sound that doth haunt you.
If in some crowded dream
You wake to find there’s no one else around -
There’s nothing wrong that wasn’t gone
When you were sleeping safe and sound.
Nothing will change or pass away.
There’s only the present of the day -
But here comes the actor convinced with the past -
Believing in the wounded child that’s defines you.
Somewhere in heaven:
There’s a thief who stole the golden crown of God.
He gave it to the mortal man who put it on and then
Forgot.
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Movin'Ouse Blues
02:46
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Movin’ Ouse Blues.
Well my skin ‘n blister phone so very early in the morn.
I said:“Sis I can’t talk now I’m jugglin’ in the hall.
My wife is throwin’ boxes and stirrin’ a Runstable spoon.
The landlord’s making holes in the floor
Like I’m dying in a livin’ room.”
And She said :
“What ever gwanin you got t’ recognise :
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go
Movin’Ouse Blues.
Well my Moll she volunteered to drive
Lookin’ out to rent a place’
We drove half way around Bristol
Couldn’t even find a space
To park the car
so we went far to Frome
where the rooms are huge
But all that really was on offer
Was a cupboard to suite a broom
And I said :“What ever gwanin you got t’ recognise :
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go
Movin’Ouse Blues.
We bumped into a mystic monk
Who told us of the mysteries of Glastonbury .
Not wishing to rent his tent
We sailed over the Levels from Street.
Moll turned left at Wookie Ol’ Hole
So Sure we’d find a nice warm CAVE to sleep.
Well we rolled out early in the morning
Looking like scrambled eggs
Our crumpled crisp bag Mollycopter flew us straight to Wells
Plum luck!
Well good!
Well fine!
Well said after broom room, cave and tent
“What ever gwanin you got t’ sympathise:
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go
“What ever gwanin you got t’ reconcile :
The end of the road Bo Diddley know
“What ever gwanin you got t’ recognise :
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go Movin’Ouse Blues.
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Reefer Girl
03:04
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Tumbling Clowns
03:06
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Government clowns
They make tumbling loops
The government hoops of loops
Sign in on the internet
Give your life to a man far away
In Kathmandu
You got a clean slate
Well so have I
But not according to MI5
Don’t know hoe long that can go
Before it visualise
What they got in those files
Make the state pay the rate
Why tax the rebate
There’s no such thing as fate
If you’re a tumbling clown
you’ll come tumbling down
Its now time to put away that claim
To make the day pave the way
So shoulders high before you die
For to play another mans game
Is to for get why you came
With your smart phone near a hose
How can you follow how can you roam?
Hey tumbling clowns
Your going to come tumbling down
Make the state pay the rate
Why tax the rebate
There’s no such thing as fate
Hey tumbling clown
Your gonna tumble down
Wherever you roam you Ain’t going home
Tumbling clowns come tumbling down
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Hand of Angels
03:57
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10. |
Underground Car Park
04:26
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Well my skin ‘n blister phone so very early in the morn.
I said:“Sis I can’t talk now I’m jugglin’ in the hall.
My wife is throwin’ boxes and stirrin’ a Runcible spoon.
The landlord’s making holes in the floor
Like I’m dying in a livin’ room.”
And She said :
“What ever gwanin you got t’ recognise :
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go
Movin’Ouse Blues.
Well my Moll she volunteered to drive
Lookin’ out to rent a place’
We drove half way around Bristol
Couldn’t even find a space
To park the car
so we went far to Frome
where the rooms are huge
But all that really was on offer
Was a cupboard to suite a broom
And I said :“What ever gwanin you got t’ recognise :
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go
Movin’Ouse Blues.
We bumped into a mystic monk
Who told us of the mysteries of Glastonbury .
Not wishing to rent his tent
We sailed over the Levels from Street.
Moll turned left at Wookie Ol’ Hole
So Sure we’d find a nice warm CAVE to sleep.
Well we rolled out early in the morning
Looking like scrambled eggs
Our crumpled crisp bag Mollycopter flew us straight to Wells
Plum luck!
Well good!
Well fine!
Well said after broom room, cave and tent
“What ever gwanin you got t’ sympathise:
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go
“What ever gwanin you got t’ reconcile :
The end of the road Bo Diddley know
“What ever gwanin you got t’ recognise :
The ugly-Up road Bo Diddley go Movin’Ouse Blues.
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David 9 Lunas England, UK
Originally from Trinidad, David 9 has lived in the UK since the age of 4. He has always had an interest in music and joined his band at school, called Machine Head ! After leaving school he continued with his music and joined No Sweat followed by B.L.O.W and lately writing his own songs and performing Solo ... more
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