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Intro
01:03
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No Other Way
03:47
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She came in through the open window
Robbed my memory from the kitchen drawer
She said I’m just another mind to break into
There’s no need to sneak around, there was always an open door
She knows no other way (x4)
She thinks my heart is the outside of a prison cell
She can’t fit through the bars; she’s just digging a hole in the wall of this place
There’s no judge to hear her trial
She only plays the angel when she falls from grace
She knows no other way (x4)
You could run away, you could run away
But you’ll never be alone like that again
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Road Less Travelled
05:14
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Rain is falling on my head, madness calling me
Sanity’s leaving me for dead and I’m lost at sea
I still can’t swim; I’m pinned under the wreck
This carnivorous desert island has its teeth sunk in my neck
Tried to break the fourth wall on your stage but I’m out of practice
Tried to break out of your cage but I just can’ hack this
One day you’ll understand
So take me away on a road less travelled
And I’ll run away into the sunset
Or leave me right where I am and I’ll battle on
Where you going my friend, we’re not done yet… Not done yet
Gun to my head, I’d say I’m not proud
Of what we’ve achieved this time around
There’s an ace in your hand you can’t play right now
The traffic and the sirens keep us awake with the same old sound
Tried to break the chains on my ankles but I don’t have the strength to cut steel
Picking your brains for examples only to find you’re not real
One day you’ll understand
So take me away on a road less travelled
And I’ll run away into the sunset
Or leave me right where I am and I’ll battle on
Where you going my friend, we’re not done yet… Not done yet
I close my eyes but I can’t sleep
Something’s telling me that I’m in too deep
Been talking out the wrong side of my face
Let’s turn it around before we fail this place
One day you’ll understand… One day you’ll understand
So take me away on a road less travelled
And I’ll run away into the sunset
Or leave me right where I am and I’ll battle on
Where you going my friend, we’re not done yet… Not done yet
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See Your Face Again
04:49
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Drive
03:14
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She said it’s snowing outside so go on and scrape the ice off the car
This place is making me sad, the worst feeling I’ve had since I packed it all in to work in a bar
So let’s hit the road and be selfish for a weekend
Cos I’m stressed out and it’s driving me round the bend
There’s miles to hide, there’s a world outside so let’s go out and live a little
The speedo’s at ninety-five, are you feeling alive
Baby let’s break the bank, stick a tenner in the tank and…
Drive. Just drive.
There’s a bar in my town, does a whiskey for a pound
The ashtray’s on the table by twelve
Look to the till, no reaction.
The only course of action is to pull the tap and serve yourself
So let’s hit the beer we won’t be sober ‘til two days after
She said, “What the hell, go hard or go home”
There’s miles to hide, there’s a world outside so let’s go out and live a little
The speedo’s at ninety-five, are you feeling alive
Baby let’s break the bank, stick a tenner in the tank and…
Drive. Just drive.
We’re wild things, let’s go where the wild things are
There’s rolling hills and cheap thrills and nobody knows who we are
We don’t have to drive too far
There’s miles to hide, there’s a world outside so let’s go out and live a little
The speedo’s at ninety-five, are you feeling alive
Baby let’s break the bank, stick a tenner in the tank and…
Drive. Just drive.
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5am
03:42
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Times of living easy, times of living hard, times of living just enough to stay on the track
Days of being lazy days of working my fingers to the bone, days of watching my back
It's only ever 5am round here
Yeah it's only ever 5am
We'll never be afraid again round here
No we'll never be afraid again
Locked down in ghost town
We'll have a party when it's over and done
Lost my my keys to the quarantine club
And we're dodging a smoking gun
Been stuck indoors for days upon days today
Just the phase of all phases
Deep breath, lick your wounds and bandage up your grazes
It's only ever 5am round here
Yeah it's only ever 5am
We'll never be afraid again round here
No we'll never be afraid again
Jump out of bed, coffee
Stick the telly on
Going mad seeing red, sorry
Sound mind's long gone
Taking pictures of ourselves to send to friends, prove that we're still alive
Stay indoors, don't go outside
Don't go outside
It's only ever 5am round here
Yeah it's only ever 5am
We'll never be afraid again round here
No we'll never be afraid again
Call 11... 01... whatever
Might never see you again but we'll stay in touch
Stay away from me can we stick together
Leave me alone but be my crutch
It's only ever 5am round here
Yeah it's only ever 5am
We'll never be afraid again round here
No we'll never be afraid again
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7. |
Intermission
01:03
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8. |
Crystal
04:07
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I walk the five miles home; the essence of this costume party follows me
I have to keep my mask on for the abandonment of social graces
You’ll never recognise my face again
I just came to see your show like you once came to see mine
She’s dancing in the shadows of this neon lit up bar
Her name is up in lights spoken through the speakers by a man who doesn’t even know it
He says her name is Crystal
Welcome Crystal to the stage
Welcome Crystal
It’s full with foreign businessmen
The image of a Rolex watch attached to soft white collared wrists
Reflected in the pole
Who paid for your front-row seats?
You’re close enough to touch her feet
She’s balanced in the air; descending, slowly back in time she goes to…
Violent close encounters with her family
Her stepfather’s clients are her workplace clienteles
Legal tax evaders, compulsive gamblers, insurance innovators
Sitting at her mercy knowing that she won’t wish them well
He says her name is Crystal
Welcome Crystal to the stage
Welcome Crystal
She makes her last bow in mid-air, clinging on for dear life upside down
Making her Hail Mary pass for tips, she hands the bosses hat around
I put in sixteen dollars, I don’t know if she keeps them or if they’re taken from her, but it makes me feel righteous and justified
Her beauty knows no bounds
With effortless grace she leaves the stage and the man says…
Give it up for Crystal
That was Crystal on the stage
Give it up for Crystal
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Madness
03:06
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She looks at me through bloodshot eyes
I can’t convince her that the war is over, war is over
You don’t have to run no more
You told her a thousand lies
Now she’s stuck here crying on my shoulder, on my shoulder
You don’t have to cry no more
He’s gone and he ain’t coming back
You’ll give yourself a heart attack
Don’t worry, don’t think
Just step back from the brink of…
Madness
Now I can’t fix your broken heart
But that bottle won’t provide the answer, provide the answer
You don’t have to drown your pain
You can’t take your cigarettes and vodka with you when you meet your maker, meet your maker
Inebriation won’t keep you sane
He’s gone and he ain’t coming back
You’ll give yourself a heart attack
Don’t panic, don’t fret
You ain’t met your soul mate yet
Don’t give in to Madness
Just calm down darling take your time
Everything will work out fine
Stick to cheap scratch cards and wine
We all need vices from time to time
You’ve got your worries, I got mine
He’s gone and he ain’t coming back
You’ll give yourself a heart attack
Don’t worry, time heals
You’re stronger than the way you feel, don’t…
Don’t worry, don’t think
Just step back from the brink and
Don’t panic, don’t fret
You ain’t met your soul mate yet, don’t…
Don’t succumb to Madness
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Hero
03:37
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She’s waiting for her hero
The one who promised but never arrived
She wanders aimless through the metropolis struggling to survive
She’s drowning in a sea of pretentious fools
Useless hypocrites using false tongues as tools
Quoting Einstein in their Starbucks coffee cups just for fun
Making eye contact, he leans and whispers, “Darling, what’s wrong?”
Don’t break your concentration, go back to your laptop screen
I don’t want your pity. Please, I’m begging, let me be
She’s got a knitted scarf that her mother made her when she was ten
Weather’s reckless but she has no protection from the rain
She wears no makeup but non-existent mascara still streams down her face
She’s just drifting round from hopeless place to hopeless place
They don’t give a damn
The people passing by just bump and bruise her shoulder
She takes the busy train in silence. The atmosphere keeps on getting colder
Quoting Shakespeare in graffiti on the wall
Passing pseudo intellect, she knows that she stands tall among the city folk who play the kings and queens looking down on all creation.
Evil rules the nation of this town.
She’s consumed by fits of laughter laced with rage
Moving cocktail bar to bistro, desperate to escape this cage
Looking over every bridge, she tries to will herself to dive
Overcome, her restless tormented soul is still alive
She’s waiting for her hero
Waiting for her hero still
The one who promised but never arrived
She’s struggling to survive
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Twenty Something
03:31
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I’d like to say this makes me happy but I’m just not in the mood for fun and games, I’m feeling crappy and it’s not the way I planned
But please don’t judge me, at the risk of being rude, I’m just the same as normal but I just can’t stand this
They tell me age is just a state of mind
I thought by now I’d feel a little more alive
They tell me age is just a state of mind, oh my
Didn’t think I’d be like this at twenty-five
My friends are at the bar and we’re still waiting for a car to pick us up and take us dancing through the night
I’m struggling with money and you may well find it funny but I’m pretty sure we’ll end up in a fight
These girls are drunk again but not half as pissed as the men, I’ve been at work since nine and I just can’t be arsed with this farce
So please don’t get me involved, the only way our problem’s solved is to go home and sleep it off; it’ll see you right
They tell me age is just a state of mind
I thought by now I’d feel a little more alive
They tell me age is just a state of mind, oh my
Didn’t think I’d be like this at twenty-five
Making a scene seems to be your dream so take one for the team tonight my friend and keep it clean
You diagnosed yourself bipolar. Double Jack Daniels’ and cola running rings around your veins and pounding sugar through your brains
You split up with your cheating feller, rang the other girl to tell her that she’s a bitch and stole your man and now she’s begging for your blood
But she didn’t know it either and you say you don’t believe her. Come on, trust me, girl, it won’t do any good
They tell me age is just a state of mind
I thought by now I’d feel a little more alive
They tell me age is just a state of mind, oh my
Didn’t think I’d be like this at twenty-five
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12. |
Diesel
03:30
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He’s a diesel engine fuelled on lager, cider and black
Sailed the world with his boys and reckons one day he won’t come back
Pulls a pack of his rolling rizzlas, ready, raving and wrecked
Gonna paint the town with his colours and you know just what to expect
It starts with darts in the local. Best be shielding your eyes
Now he starts to get vocal speaking the truth shrink-wrapped in lies
Pints are flowing like water, cigarettes behind ears
Fathers, lock up your daughters, it’ll surely end up in tears
No need for intervention, we don’t get much on TV
It’s the closest thing to Geordie Shore that I think we’ll ever see
No need to chuck him out the bar, we don’t read magazines
And it’s the closest thing to a glossy photo that we’ve ever seen
He says, “I know that you like it, I’ve seen the way that you stare!
If you want you, just say so!” she says, “Sweetheart, I can’t even pretend to care!
Just calm it down on the whiskey, don’t put nothing more up your nose
I’ll smack you right in your temple before you get me out of these clothes”
He’s banging on about Thatcher and her virtues people can’t see
Mate, this here’s a mining town! You’re barking up the wrong tree
Tries to tell me he’s alright. Likes to think that he’s cool
Whereas anyone who spends a minute with him knows that he’s a sad excuse for a tool
No need for intervention, we don’t get much on TV
It’s the closest thing to Geordie Shore that I think we’ll ever see
No need to chuck him out the bar, we don’t read magazines
And it’s the closest thing to a glossy photo that we’ve ever seen
Barmaid says, “I think you’ve had a drop too much, love. Better call it a night
Should maybe ring you a taxi ‘cos it’s clocking on for daylight.
We’ve all got homes to go to. You got nowhere else you can be?”
He says, “I’m the king of this fucking town and you’ll never get rid of me!”
Blows his smoke up the chimney, makes himself look tough
Up stands a local farmhand and you can see he’s had enough
Takes his cigarette off him and says, “Thanks for saving me draw.”
Clenched a fist in his fighting hand and sparked him out on the floor
No need for intervention, we don’t get much on TV
It’s the closest thing to Geordie Shore that I think we’ll ever see
No need to chuck him out the bar, we don’t read magazines
And it’s the closest thing to a glossy photo that we’ve ever seen
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Phil Graham Leeds, UK
Phil Graham is an acoustic singer-songwriter from Alston, Cumbria, UK. His new EP "think" is out now!
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