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When We Were Young
04:39
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When We Were Young
I will make my bed and stumble down the stairs
There your tangled hair and laughter fills the air
Now the laughter’s gone I’m staring at the floor
I don’t understand the deepest love has gone
When we were young
Days in the sun
When we were young
We had a farewell
Days are going by I’m feeling kind of new
Darkness filled your heart when we were young and true
When we were young
When we were young
When we were young
Days in the sun
When we were young
We had a farewell
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Instrumental.
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Crazy Day
02:56
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Crazy Day
Crazy day
Coming quite close to death
To the end of life
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Torquemada & The Familiars
Oh no, not you again
My psypathic friend
Leave me alone
Tear out my heart and tongue
My race is run
I feel undone
The drums are in my head
They beat me ’til I’m dead
I hope that you will pray
To wash your sins away
Open your mind and see
You devil worship me
Get out and stay away
You and your Opus Dei
Oh no, this can’t go on
Leave me alone
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Roundabout
03:24
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Roundabout
I fell into the water
Startled by sound
Deep down I know I ought to
Keep calm and drown
I lose control of reason
My walls come tumbling down
Our sacred ground is poisoned
I hope you’re proud
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Varying Degrees of Solid
04:43
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Instrumental.
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In Days Yet To Come
02:56
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In Days Yet To Come
In days yet to come
We will fight all the scum
Filthy liars, creationist fools
The piffle and waffle
And nonsense they cobble
Delusion, illusion and ghouls
Open their eyes
Superstition and lies
Machinations of preachers and popes
The weak and the gullible
Things astrological
Heavens above what a joke
Faith in each other
From sister to brother
And anything else is a sham
Once we are born
We must never be sworn
To an entity greater than man
Hey ho away we go
Up to the front with us
The fearless and brave with us
Hey ho away we go
Hey ho hey
We’ll fight for our land
With our minds and our hands
And we’ll fight ’til we get to the truth
We’ll give them a sign
That no faith can decline
And a whacking great thrashing to boot
We’ll fight for a schism
Of state and religion
They’ll go to their hell come what may
Bring us our swords
And we’ll smite all the hordes
And the buggars who stand in our way
Faith in each other
From sister to brother
And anything else is a sham
Once we are born
We must never be sworn
To an entity greater than man
Hey ho away we go
Up to the front with us
The fearless and brave with us
Hey ho away we go
Hey ho hey
Hey ho away we go
Goodbye sweetheart
Hey ho away we go
Hey ho hey
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One-Eyed Man
03:26
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One-Eyed Man
He rides a bicycle
Thinks we don’t see
His greed
He trades in humanity
Prays on our need
Have a little faith in me
He pleads
In this land of mine
There are none so blind
One-eyed man is king
Beautiful Sunday
You owe it to me
With a wave of his hand we’re gone
(Goodbye, goodbye)
For a song
In this land of mine
There’ll be none so blind
One-eyed man is king
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On The Run
04:08
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On The Run
And so they came
With tales of shame
I found a clue
We know about you
And all the children
Out of luck, down and out
And you think you’re devout
So you make me a slave
And you cash all I gave
And you talk like an angel
And yet they came
With swords aflame
No time to run
When the day is done
It’s killing me
Out of luck, down and out
And you think you’re devout
So you make me a slave
And you cash all I gave
And you walk like an angel
Don’t blame the sun
Don’t blame the friends you’re keeping
We’re on the run
Now that the world is weeping
Don’t blame the sun
Don’t blame the friends you’re keeping
We’re on the run
Now that the world is weeping
Don’t blame it on love
Don’t blame the air you’re breathing
We are but one
Now that the world is weeping
Copyright 2020 Neasden Nev
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The Flowers of London London, UK
And so, deep in Grumpy Woods, we retreat to the world of prog to reflect on the dystopian nightmare of the world outside. Away from corporations sucking the pennies from our pockets and the politicians who lie to our faces, smirking at our gullibility. The bishops in their finery peering at us from a lofty height, hands held out in judgement “for a small consideration, your sins will be forgiven” ... more
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