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Uncharted Waters
03:46
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Hold on tight
Get through the night
May you live in interesting times
We surely can’t complain there
Who will say now what will be?
Seems like we sail on a sword edge
now it’s finally coming clear
we’re in unchartered waters
we’ve gone and crossed a border
Can only play the hand that’s dealt
eat the cake presented
While we watch the icing melt
Candles are burning bright now
Our destination’s onward ho
To uncharted waters
armed with everything we know
Scant all it taught us
That’s where we are
So, keep your eyes peeled for giant squids, stay out of whirlpools and get used to things being out of order
Unfathomed waters falling from the sky
and drowning bricks and mortar
Unimagined waters
Reaching you and I on the hill and praps getting our feet wet
All we know is that we’re in
Uncharted waters
All that’s sure is that we’re in
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You’re pleasantly surprised to find your windscreen’s clear of bugs, yet strangely chilled by the hush of a world falling out of love
if you’d have blown up the science lab at school, well, there’d be hoo-haa for sure, barred from chemistry, your parents would be called
But when you all hatched your expert plans for greatly increased yields, you were allowed to take your wretched reckless madness outside into the fields
in poison the lie of the land is steeped in
sell-out science sings to defend the senseless sin
But if a spaceship arrived to write it in the sky, behold: The fate of flying things will be the fate of humankind
Tiny eggs in secret places
Tiny eggs in secret places, of messengers of life
each heartbeat a billion stitches, in the tapestry of life
Don’t we dig that we’re all related?
We really are in this together
Ooh, yeah, I’m taking flight now . . .
Dream of a world that lives in its natural order, dream that there can be meadows and hedgerows and farm borders
How insane can this be?
Surely the bees should have earned respect by now, timeless workers, whose deeds are so much greater than the plough
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Zombie Times
02:38
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It’s obvious to all now that this spell just doesn’t work/But the monster’s been created and is still going berserk/Destroying all the furniture, tearing down the nets/A zombie programme took over as we slept/And though it dimly knows what it’s doing it is so wrong/There’s far too many reasons just to carry on
We’re in zombie times
Thumbing through the books of spells, alas trapped in a trance/Can’t see the simple steps to break out of this desperate dance/But always there will be a cheery message for us all/They scream burning injustice while they shovel on more fuel
We’re in Zombie Times
Lurching into darkness and no one’s got a torch/Just keep striking matches until there’s none left in the box/Don’t know where it’s going, kicks a can with every step/Mumbo jumbo fills its head/Relentless to the cliff edge/Should be dead, but on it treads,
We’re in zombie times
We need to find that man who would rewire the whole place/And bring peace and rest to all the zombie race/For certain he can be revived then everyone will see . . .
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Jubilee
02:42
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Jubilee, what it means, from times of great understanding, and times of wise reign
it was decreed, because clearly seen, you’ve got to wipe out the debts, you’ve got to start again
Barbarity, ignominy. As sure as slaver’s shackle, most odious of all odious debt
Usury, was said to be: one for legitimate increase, or two that which bites
It’s never the people who see what’s bought and sold
It wasn’t the children who squandered the gold
Humanity, can come to see. All the mistakes been made before, by spotting the basic simple flaw
Jubilee, set them free
Let all collect their rent, and labour no more for debt
It's never the people who see what's bought and sold
It wasn’t the children who ate all the gold
It’s time to forgive, so people can stretch out and live
Jubilee
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Share the Heaven Sent
02:11
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If you take a proper butchers at the world around, it’s very clear it isn’t built on something sound
But it can easy look like that’s the way it is, and it can easy seem the way they say it is
To pull back from this brink of despair
To navigate it out of this nightmare
The way to go has to be to share, the heaven sent
You told me that you glimpsed it as if through the trees, look, it’s always in full view very obviously
Got to simply say how it’s all going wrong, for sure simple enough to fit into a song
It’s simple justice that you pay your fare
To hold this wondrous jewel of which we all are heir
The answer’s always been that we should share, the heaven sent
For sure a special secret has been cloaked and caged, and be called a curious relic from another age
But evermore it hovers with timeless intent, and ever its meaning grows more insistent
We must bang on until the world’s aware, for all to understand what’s really fair
Bring about the day when we can share, the heaven sent
What it always meant, when it was how it went
Share, the heaven sent
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Conspiracy Theories
02:58
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Everywhere conspiracy theories, the world’s spinning so fast, they’re writhing on the net, you can catch them from your friends because
there’s nothing you can see at all clearly
just the gnawing feeling that you’re paying dearly
Conspiracy theorist on the Clapham omnibus, so much to scratch the head about and running short on trust
Some players could be cooking elaborate plots,
secretly planning to take the whole lot
It’s a conspiracy theory
Who’s hatching a coup?
see what they’re trying to do?
Folk just can’t help wondering, try fill in all the gaps, as they’re blasted by blizzards of fact-counter-fact
It dazzles people’s brains so they don’t notice that
Perhaps the real truth of it all is missed in the chaff of all those conspiracy theories
The conspiracy word used to kill a notion dead, but now even the best of us can be easily led
But there always was conspiracy, why would there now not be?
It’s just another theory about conspiracy theories
On the news an outrageous corruption is revealed,and folk will sigh and wonder what else remains concealed
always so much, for fevered imaginations to work with, when things get so crazy just conspiracy will fit, juicy conspiracy theory . .
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Where’s the money gone?
Whence does wealth come?
You can’t blame people wondering and trying to understand, why when everything crashes surprise throws up its hands
And everybody loses but some win all the more
And the idea can occur that this all
happens to plan
Though it’s as plain as the fact that we’re all standing on land
Let it be clean, let it be pure, in transparent streams
and no one will have the need or chance to cheat
abundance will dissolve greed, like candleflame in sunlight
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Utopia
02:52
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And though it means no such place, it’s been glimpsed enough to know just where we mean
It shimmers on the horizon, a golden dream, though somewhere we’ve never been
Don’t lose sight of it
Utopia, Utopia
We missed an important turning along the way, got lost on the wrong road
You’ll hear that that’s just the way it is, you must keep carrying that load
And it spoils the view of Utopia, Utopia, don’t let them spoil the view of
Utopia
Don’t let no one fool you it’s a fairytale
Don’t let no one tell you it’s a wishing well
Don’t let no one tell you it’s a fantasy
It’s as real as light
There was a notion that all could be set free and be what they want to be
The keys were found but were stolen and it was then we fell into a long dream
A nightmare so many have seen
Don’t forget about it, Utopia, Utopia
(keep hold the dream of peace in the world)
Utopia,
(when we see it can’t be sold)
Utopia
(never lose the sight of)
Utopia,
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Wake Up
02:34
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Been so slow, to come around
Great time had, drank deep of the well
Now must wake, and see the dawn
Don’t tell me we’re going to throw it all away
We missed a vital call
Don’t let it be that all we have slips away
Come on, wake up
It’s too late to keep on sleepwalking
Yawn and stretch that frame now,
get some air into the brain
Yes, it feels like we’re shaking the sleep away now
Clean the scales out of our eyes
We’ve surely got to shake a leg, ‘cause look, see, the bed’s on fire
And floating down the street, and all the people that you meet are still yawning
Pointless blame, we just couldn’t help ourselves
Untold shame, contemplate to overwhelm
Dawn still breaks and we must wake up
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The Future is Arriving
04:18
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Another letter from a prophet of doom
. . .
The future is arriving, the horizon draws near, though whether it’s a cliff edge is still not clear
The future is arriving, it’s little discussed, but the future is arriving and it’s either gold or dust
The future is arriving,
as we always knew it would
But somehow never quite felt it could
The future is arriving, and they say it might rain, and who knows what will never be the same again?
The future’s been arriving, that die is cast, it’s been distant come slowly then rushing very fast
The future is coming, but no one knows for sure, at what point do we declare that we’re in a war
The future is arriving, could be heaven or hell. Full of scary monsters and noxious smells
Could be somewhat surprising, better hunker down, or hang on to whatever comes around, as you’re adrift as flotsam on the tides of the changing demands of the miscalculation
we’ve gotta change the calculation?
The future is arriving, could go either way, unless we’re too far immersed in disease and decay
The future is arriving, writ large in the sky. Bright and beautiful, shiny and spry
A new dawn is arising, and all there is to say, you know it’s gonna be alright
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Too Good to Go Down
02:06
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WE’VE GOT TO START WINNING AGAIN
IT LOOKS DARK BUT THE DOOR’S NOT SHUT, IF THERE IS A WAY, WELL, IT’S ONLY UP
COME ON AND GET YOUR CHIN UP OFF THE GROUND, ‘COS LET’S FACE IT
WE’RE TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, WE CAN STILL MAKE IT
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, WE CAN STILL SHAKE IT
WE’VE GOT OUR PROBLEMS BUT WE’VE HAD THEM BEFORE, KEEP ‘EM COMING, WE CAN HANDLE SOME MORE
WE’LL PULL OUR FINGER OUT AND TURN IT AROUND, BELIEVE IT, BABY, WE’RE
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, WE CAN STILL TAKE IT
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, WE CAN STILL BAKE IT
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, WE CAN STILL BRAVE IT
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, WE CAN STILL SAVE IT
YOU LOOK GRIM AND YOU SPEAK OF GLOOM, YOU CAST A HEAVY SHADOW ON THE ROOM
WE’VE GOT TO STRIKE UP A BETTER SOUND, ‘COS LET’S FACE IT, WE’RE
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, GO DOWN IN HISTORY
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, GO DOWN IN MISERY
TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN, LET’S GET IT TOGETHER
STAND TALL AND BE PROUD, TOO GOOD TO GO DOWN
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The Only World
03:09
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Another day, watching someone’s disaster on the television news
It’s always been there kind of creeping up like a long slow burning fuse
Quite a shock to contemplate that it might actually be true
Before I’m lost again in all those pressing things I’ve gotta do
Because this is the only world we’ve got, can’t you see?
And no one can tell now what will be
Through my car window, can’t point no fingers at the world and his wife
Just another Joe, just another sleepwalker getting on with life
You know I’ve got to deal with all the grinding things the long day brings
Then sometimes it rears up like a monster, this really is everything
This is the only world we’ve got, can’t you see?
If there’s another like it, it’s too far to leap
And after all this long history
Are we gonna end it in misery?
People pop up with all sorts of other things to say
It’s just seasonal sunspots and they’re sure to melt away
Everything swirls around in a vortex of denials and facts
And I don’t know how to prove the world’s not flat
But this is the only world we’ve got, don’t you see?
And I ain’t got no science degree
But it can’t be coincidence that all the boffins agree
Somebody please plant a tree for me
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Trouble in Paradise
03:42
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Assorted rough rocks locked on the same ride
But one polished jewel, glimmers in the black sky
Just something could never dream of finding again
Opulent orb in magnificent reign
Don’t blow it
It’s hard to fathom the wonder we found
Well that we felt our feet trod sacred ground
The trouble in paradise brews and boils in lies
Its roots must be found and the remedy applied
Don’t blow it
Summoned to bear witness to the universe beyond
Heirs to untold riches, need the wit now to respond
Because, oh, there’s trouble in Paradise
Don’t blow it
No, don’t blow it
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A Stitch in Time
02:52
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Indeed, procrastination is the thief of time, and in this specific case could be end of the line
The thread that stretches back so far, a story so entwined
Never would a stitch in time have saved such sad decline
A stitch in time, having made an epic climb, crawling out of pools of slime
It’s hard to hold in heart and mind just what is on the line
It’s hard to contemplate the tragic loss of the sublime
A stitch in time, have to sit and watch it burn
A stitch in time, when is it too late to learn?
Dinosaur in room so long, but hard now to deny, but dinosaurs will dig in and they certainly will try, claim it’s now too late to worry so to carry on is fine, a question of how bad it has to get and by what time
May we sew what we reap
A stitch in time, to save a lot of grief
A stitch in time, to at least have belief
A stitch in time, so many stitches needed, so many questions pleaded, clear warnings went unheeded
There is a tear in the fabric of life
A stitch in time saves nine
Too far to darn a gash when the sides are too detached, fraying strands of policy, constantly must patch, what goes so badly wrong with a departure from what’s natch
A stitch in time, when everything is sewn up,
A stitch in time, everyone gets stitched up
A stitch in time, and all the might-have-beens
A stitch in time, like Shuman’s desert dream
A stitch in time, a stitch dropped there indeed
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Last Chance Saloon
02:43
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Come on in
It’s the last chance saloon
This is the last chance saloon
That fruit machine blew all the fuses in the place
But that handle still gets pulled again and again
Disgusted punters turn away, they’ve always got the blues, ‘cos those lemons keep tumbling in tantalising twos
And three lemons are needed for the jackpot to pay, some say the old landlord took one of the lemons away
Some zombie’s going to croon
Never mind being in tune
But hey!
There’s a party going on
Don’t you feel the party going on?
And the songs are getting better
Don’t call last orders just yet, there’s time for another duet
Another round at least, too soon to end the feast, another spin of the old fruit machine
You’re drunk with success, when you reap the excess,
But I think you’ve had enough now, mate
Don’t call last orders just yet, don’t ring that bell
Look,
Look!
The cellar’s flooded and the fridge is leaking, the carpet’s sticky and the bogs are reeking
That old piano’s missing so many keys, they’ve been pumping those two pedals for a century
The old landlord hid that plan to rewire the house, that would truly give everybody a shout
Haven’t you got a home to go to?
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The Bitter End
01:57
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We’ve really walked such a long way to get this far
even though we weren’t following the same star
hope that time isn’t weary of our story
Don’t make this the bitter end, last thing we send, not comprehend,
Don’t make this the bitter end, the bitter end, the bitter end
We’ve really walked a long way
We really talked but it never went anywhere
had everything, but we never learned to share
share the future with the others in the story
Don’t make this the bitter end, last time we spend, never more friends,
Don’t make this the bitter end, that we can’t mend, the bitter end
Walked a really long way
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