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Transmissions
04:06
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The search turns futile
Your lips turn grey
In vain, the mad man sets his sail
Somewhere in between
Silence and noise
Was a well spent holiday
Hey hey, hey you
Hey hey, hey you
The prize fighter lurches
At transmissions
On a colour TV
There goes the TV
There goes the freebie
Read the papers version of the news today
Who knows it could have happened anyways
Anyways, yeah.
Hey, hey hey you
Hey, hey, hey you
Tonight's the night baby,
I hope you find what you re searching for
You put these delicate things in all the wrong places
Can't help you find what you ve lost
And if you look right
You might just happen to see
We’re crossing no-mans land
There's nowhere else to be
Hey, Hey You
Hey, Hey You
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey you
Hey, hey hey you
Hey ,hey, hey you
Hey, hey, you!
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2. |
We Could Get By
04:07
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I mean we could go-go-go
I mean we could stay-stay-stay
I mean we could get by anyways
I can’t
Bring myself to tell her that
Shes losing her charms
Shes losing her mind
But I keep coming back for more
Cause, yes I am a lover of Vice
I mean we could go-go-go
I mean we could stay-stay-stay
I mean we could get by anyways
Shes losing her lines
Shes losing her lights
But I keep coming back for more
Yes I am a lover of vice,
Yes I am a lover of vice.
Forever is a time machine
Swing in and out of these dreams
I’d lay in this dream forever
You’d have to agree
Me’n my sugar
She’s so sweet
I mean we could go-go-go
I mean we could stay-stay-stay
I mean we could get by anyway
If you ask the right questions
I ll always say yeah
And I ll keep coming back for more
Yes I am a lover of vice
Yes I am a lover of vice
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3. |
Special Case of Love
04:14
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Black haired, black top lady
Stand in queue,
Scratch my back with your long, long, nails too
That hair, that stare is killing me baby,
Uh-huh-huh
How I want to be with you
Now that I think is a stolen glance
That I think is a stolen glance
That I think is a secret sign
That I think is a secret sign
Baby, you be mine,
All this love for you tonight
Baby, you be my
Special Case of Love!
Yeah, I want you, dear dear lady in blue
Now that I think is a stolen glance
That I think is a stolen glance
That I think is a secret sign
That I think is a secret sign
Baby, you be mine,
All this love for you tonight
Baby, You be my
Special Case of love
Baby, you be mine,
All this love for you tonight
Baby, You be my
Special Case of love
Sooner or later, faster or slower,
Girl its true, girl its true,
I’m gonna have a little piece of you
Now, now, now
Baby, you be mine,
All this love for you tonight
Baby, You be my
Special Case of love
Baby, you be mine,
All this love for you tonight
Baby, You be my
Special Case of love
You’re special,
You’re special
You’re special
You be my special case of love
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4. |
High Hopes
05:14
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This moment’s etched in gold
I've got my liver spots to prove it
This viper’s sunk its teeth in
This viper’s sunk its teeth in
Show me how to shake it off
Yeah, yeah, Its this fire
Its this fire
Its this burning desire
Its this fire, its this fire,
Its these moments of desire that give me
It gives me high hopes
And it promises to be
More than another lazy Sunday
Yeah, it gives me high hopes
And it promises to be
More than another lazy Sunday
Been sitting indoors all day
The summer outside is waking
The question is what kills me
The question is what kills me
The question is what gives me the fuck
Yeah, yeah, Its this fire
Its this fire
Its this burning desire
Its this fire, its this fire,
Its these moments of desire that give me
It gives me high hopes
And it promises to be
More than another lazy Sunday
The people next door think we’re lunatics
Think we are doing this for some small kicks
But me and mine are going to hang onto
Yeah me and mine are going to hang onto our
High Hopes! Yeah yeah!!!!
Giving me the high
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5. |
Lovedog
04:09
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Lets get it on
Yeah, Lets get it on
I’m in this city
Its a pretty walled city
Wilting flowers on the street
Its a clandes-tine meeting
Its a masquerading city
I’m a loner, now
Why should i be?
Lets hit it off, Yeah,
Lets hit it off
We’ve made our short introductions
Let's get the ball rolling and the mercury rising
You can feel the wind in your hair
I’ve found a carpet
We can fly it all around
Slow down you’re moving too fast
Lets make some love, lets make some love
That dirty sticky love, Mushy mushy love
In the backseat of a car,
Anywhere in a park
That do it anywhere love
Now fiends are trapped in the curls of your hair
Now fiends are trapped in concrete
You don't have to feel…
You don't have to feel
Like Falling through some broken ice
And Falling through some broken glass
I feel the wind, oh baby, I feel the wind,
Oh gasoline now I've pulverized
Lets get it on with this midnight ride
And feel the wind, oh baby
And feel the wind.
Lets get it on, lets get it on
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6. |
Time and Again
06:37
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Saturday night, the moths are gathered
Around the light
They’re drinking their fine wines
And complaining about the state of the times
Saying “Oh, oh, oh, they’re breaking the news again,
Oh, oh, oh, down with these utopian views.
I felt shifty, and to my right, there sat a starlet,
She was looking at me that familiar way, she says
“It’s time to leave”
“What’s driving you is driving me, it’s driving us all into the sea”
“The road is clear, it beckons you, it’s calling you,
All of these citizens are searching for that something, somebody to love.”
Back in the day, back in the day,
Old dinosaur had his way,
He waxes cynical about mankind, and how unkind it’ gotten to be
Lying on the shore, the mermaid calls,
I want to live forever on the beach
Live by my side, live by with love
And let the waters take me
And all of these citizens are searching
For that something, somebody, to love
It’ll be a long time, before I forget,
How easy it was loving you,
Centuries pass, but that feeling remains
As we wander through,
The cities that fell, the boulders and shells,
That remain to tell these good men.
That every-everybody wants, somebody to love, yeah
Don't you,
If only to love,
time and again
If only to love
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7. |
The Trial
06:02
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I’ve got that feeling once again
Someone seems to be calling out my name
Midnight through these drunken corridors
Someone seems to be calling out my name
Right I, the magnificient
Right I, the malevolent
Yeah, Good gods on chopper copters
Take me away
Come and get me before they can
Come and get me
They gonna feed me to the pills
Its one and two and four
And five again, after dark
And I’ll revel in my inhibitions
And I’ll be one with the walls
You and me can dance
Right I, the magnificent
Right I, the malevolent
Yeah, Good gods on chopper copters
Take me away,
Come and get me before they can
Come and get me
Come and get me
Come and get me before they can
Console me,
destroy me,
then hold me
You’re days are done
And all your fun has
Run down this street
On blue velvet feet
And, Yeah, take me home
Where, Young love is sown
Yeah, take me home where
Young love is sown
Two men in dark coats have come to take me away
Screeching tyres on tarmac, they come to take me away
Two men in the shadows. Oh they come to take me away
Up in the road straight ahead,
Glittering drunks and dusty horses
Leading me on the edge of the Grey Road
Leading me on, leading me on
Leading me on, leading me on
They’re gonna take me away
Come and get me before they can
They’re gonna take me away
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8. |
Trouble
03:52
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Trouble will find me,
It has a curious way,
I couldn't take it anymore
So I cut out all the clamour
Said I wake in newsreels,
From the heart of war,
I sat in silence, and they kept calling
But I wouldn't answer my phone
I was sitting on my couch
Doing my flippant things
I was watching all the world burn,
All around me.
Its burning in Syria,
It’’s burning in Kashmir,
It’’s burning in Gorkha-land
It is burning down my street now
Oh Shit.
Soon as I wake up
I met trouble, trouble down the street,
And he pointed up at the skies
And told me, its the hottest in years
And all the men are waving flags,
They are scared and chanting
There’s no redemption for those gnashing their teeth
And trouble will find you, like it finds me, yeah yeah.
Trouble my friend, is an incandescent ball of flame
It is coursing through my veins
And trouble will find you, like it finds me
Yeah-yeah
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9. |
The Dead Can Dance
05:27
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On the back of a nuclear explosion
I m coming all the way to Mars
I m wearing my space-shirt on
You’ve got to watch out for me
I’ve got a mission to make now
Let me watch you all explode
And then mission control says
Wake up the dead, put on the power banks now
Make them blow it, play them some of that
Out of control dance music
The dead can dance, The dead can dance
The dead can, yeah the dead need to dance
Give me some of that real estate baby
Give me some of that real life security
Give me some of that jet-setting life
You saw in a magazine and
now live cover to cover
Let me watch you all explode
And then mission control says
Wake up the dead, put on the power banks
Make them blow it, play them some of that
Out of control dance music
The dead can dance, The dead can dance
The dead can, the dead need to dance
Can dance, can dance
The dead can dance
The dead can dance
Yeah baby the dead can dance
Its 2070 baby, the dead can dance
Makes we want to explode
Over and over and over
Again, Yeah
Who are you computer to tell me
If i can or can’t dance
Can dance, can dance
Can dance, can dance
Yeah baby, oh look,
Oh look at the dead dance now
Oh watch the damn low-lives,
They've built a ship to take them far,
Far away, far away
To a planet stranger than mars
Looking at them go blasting their furnaces
They’re gonna explode
Exit baby!
The dead can dance
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