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TEARS OF RAGE (A SONG FOR EUROPE) (Gran)
We’d always been neighbours
And we became friends
Then we were united
We thought that it would never end
We stayed together
Down the decades
After all those happy years
We couldn’t see it would end in tears
Tears of rage, tears of rage
I thought that we had turned the page
Tears of rage, tears of rage
This should have been our golden age
They said it wouldn’t last
We’d had our differences in the past
But we made our peace
We’ve been together since the seventies
We’ve come through thick and thin
Through arguments and agreements
Through hard times we’ve stuck together
I didn’t think that we would ever shed
Tears of rage, tears of rage
They say the grief is just a stage
Tears of rage, tears of rage
Fraternité is in the cage
I thought that we’d grow old together
Retire to a southern beach
Seems that was not meant to be
Torn apart by this duplicity
Parting is such sour sorrow
You know that I’d be back tomorrow
But for the moment I
Will just sit here and cry my
Tears of rage, tears of rage
Naievety is hard to gauge
Tears of rage, tears of rage
And decency has left the stage
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A SHORT HISTORY OF MODERN BRITAIN (Gordon)
In a quiet little town, at the back of a bar
With a beer and a paper for friends
He skims through the headlines and scandals and sport
And he wonders how this will all end
There's a man with a plan who will make it alright
But he lies for a living, that's that
He will promise the earth, a financial rebirth
But he might as well talk to his cat
He's been here before when the promises flow
‘You've never had it so good’
But the white heat of science and the latest alliance
Did little to manage the price of his food
She's not for turning, but London is burning
And war seems an easy way out
There's tumbleweed blowing where cars were once flowing
And shipbuilding's gone up the spout
She's new and she's raving, she'll cost you your savings
Her growth plan will blow you away
She's just passing through, but the least she can do
Is cause chaos in forty-four days
He folds up his paper and drains his last glass
He makes his way out to the street
It’s a cold windy night so he wraps himself tight
And ambles back home to the warmth of his sheets
It’s a new day tomorrow so beg steal or borrow
Just keep the old wolf from the door
There's no help from on high, or the man in the sky
So keep cracking on like before
Don't bother to dream any more
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3. |
Ice Cream
02:29
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ICE CREAM (Martin)
I found myself on a sunken road
Decked by flowers blue and gold
That led up to a lonely moor
With a cobalt sky and a granite tor
I left my love in the woods below
Where bluebells weep and mosses grow
My love belongs beneath the trees
In sunlight filtered through the leaves
I took my love on a cycle ride
Through fields planted red and white
I lost my love in a city square
In coffee stains on a plastic chair
And just because it’s good for you
That doesn’t mean it’s true
Just because it’s good to do it
That doesn’t mean it’s good to do
We met again at a riverside
My love was watching swans go by
She gave me jewels, she gave me gold
We watched the month of May unfold
I lit my love an open fire
It seemed as though we burned inside
I watched the embers floating higher
I lost my love into the sky
And just because you got here
Doesn’t mean we know the way
Just because I let you in
That doesn’t mean you’re gonna stay
We sat like ice creams in a bowl
She said she dreamed of Solihull
I wondered if they’d ever see
It was her dreams that set them free
I went back down the sunken road
Feeling tired and feeling cold
And when I reached the lonely moor
I lay down on the granite floor
And just because I’m sleeping
Doesn’t mean I’ve closed my eyes
Just because I’ve crossed my fingers
That doesn’t mean I’m telling lies
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Pizza Man
02:27
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PIZZA MAN (Gran)
It was a dark and stormy night
He turned up on his motorbike
He was dressed in black
Like the leader of the pack
From half a mile away
I could hear he was on his way
Bringing pizza round to me
With a still-hot guarantee
Pizza man, pizza man
Bringing my Italian
I ordered from my home
And I can track him on my phone
Garlic bread, Fiorentina
Rockin’ with a Margerita
When I fancied a bite
In the middle of the night
I don’t need no anaesthetic
Even in a deep pandemic
And the pizza lady too
La Reine’s my name for you
You’re the hero of the nation
The peak of our civilization
I know you’ll be here soon
So I’m gonna end this tune
Even in the festive season
When the snow’s deep pan, crisp and even
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Pepper-Haired Girl
02:49
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PEPPER-HAIRED GIRL (Gary)
Pepper-haired girl lives on the hill
Overlooking city and mountains
Urban grey drab, etched into stone
Her smile lifts hearts to the throne
Some call her a queen, some call her a joke
Her heart was broken by a prat of a bloke
Blessed by silence, speaking with fools
Refused to live by other people’s rules
Her smile lifts hearts to the throne
Walking on gravestones, hid by the night
Gargoyles and angels run for their life
The wind and the rain cut to the bone
Her smile lifts hearts to the throne
Some call her crazy, some call her quite wild
Been torn in two since no longer a child
Knight in white armour fell off his horse
No longer bound, a natural of course
Her smile lifts hearts to the throne
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6. |
The Boy Who Cried Lupus
03:18
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THE BOY WHO CRIED LUPUS (Gran)
You say you read it in the papers
Only they can save us
They’ll make the country great
By stirring fear and hate
They say that work makes you free
No border in Ireland or in the sea
We’re going to build a bridge
Or is it a tunnel? Get out of that fridge!
I don’t believe them
I won’t believe them
They’re lying to us
They’re lying to us
You’re fighting an invasion
That’s diluting the nation
You’ll sink them at the borders
But you are only following orders
They’re gonna make your passport blue
So you can stand in the longer queue
It’s on the side of a bus
You know that they’re just lying to us
Don’t believe them
Don’t believe them
They’re lying to us
They’re lying to us
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7. |
Where I'm Going
03:25
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WHERE I’M GOING (Gary & Gran)
I don’t know what’s going on, I feel I’m in a dream
Something’s happening to me, it makes me want to scream
I’m trying but no sound comes out, I hear the wind a-blowing
I don’t know where I’m coming from, I don’t know where I’m going
I’m running through the woods at night, I feel my heart a-pound
I know there’s something chasing me, but I don’t hear a sound
It feels like evil’s on the loose, the seeds they are a-sowing
Someone won’t you help me please, and tell me where I’m going?
Rushing into blackness, the branches scratch my face
But if I stop I know I’ll die in this dark and lonely place
My heart is beating in my ears, I hear it to and fro-ing
I can’t stop now, I must go on, and get to where I’m going
I don’t know what’s going on, I’m driven by the fear
Of what will happen if I stop, I feel my death is near
I can’t run forever, I feel my tiredness growing
But if I die, at least I tried to get to where I’m going
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8. |
Down In The Subway
04:17
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DOWN IN THE SUBWAY (Gordon)
Down in the subway, out by the railroad, where I look for you
Hiding in shadows, lurking in doorways, things that you can't do
And I'll open every gateway, and I'll break down every door
Keep on running, keep on hiding, I'll catch up with you
Jump on buses, hide in taxis, taking to the skies
Missing moments, talking whispers, building your disguise
And I'll cover every angle, and I'll follow every lead
Watch your back and mind your step, I'll listen for your cries
Running, running, hiding, hiding, crawl down every hole
Fleeing, fleeing, ducking, diving, whoa
Catch your breath, find your space, careful how you go
Here I come, I’m always on your tail
Feeling shattered, breathing hard, aches in every bone
I can see you, I can hear you, you are all alone
And I'll open every gateway, and I’ll break down every door
You can run, and you can hide but I will bring you home
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9. |
Covidiot Blues
01:21
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COVIDIOT BLUES (Gran)
You won’t wear no mask, you're antivax
Get your ‘facts’ from Youtube and you tweet in caps
You're a covidiot
Down the rabbit hole
You don’t believe in scientists
You say that the virus don’t exist
You're a covidiot
In your tinfoil hat
You say you like David Icke
I’m here to tell you that you’re full of shite
You're a covidiot
How’s your Gran?
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Maybird
03:08
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MAYBIRD (Martin)
Hey hey I've been saved
My Maybird's on her way
And I'm counting down the days
My baby she’s not scared of anything
My baby she’ll just keep on coming
My Maybird’s riding ‘cross the waves
She sings to me at night
On my windy northern isle
And she makes me feel alright
Like a bird, she will always find me
And she’ll tell me that she loves me
My Maybird knows it’s time to fly
And she’ll fly to my isle and she’ll find me
And she’ll tell me that it’s time I came home
And we’ll ride side by side down the country
’Til we find that little town I belong
Hey hey set me free
‘Cos springtime's on the breeze
And I'm looking at the sea
Here I am sitting on a grass verge
I’m waiting for the Maybird
My baby’s flying back to me
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Across The Sea
03:42
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ACROSS THE SEA (Gordon)
Did I write you letters when you were across the sea?
Did I try to bring you home to me?
Did I call your number? did I find my way to you?
Did I try to do the best thing I could do?
All I know is that I let you go
And I wish that I could jump the sea
What can I do when I'm so far from you
And I keep feeling spaces next to me?
Can you see the stars shining down from space
Shining on your face and on mine too?
If we put a mirror right up in the sky
Could you wave to me and would I wave to you?
Can I hear you laughing, can I feel you next to me
Can I find my way to you across the sea?
Can you hear me calling, can you feel the thoughts I feel
Can you capture all the essence of my need?
All I know is that I let you go
Oh so far across the sea
What can I do when I'm so far from you
And know this is how it's going to be?
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The Triangle Kid
04:18
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THE TRIANGLE KID (Martin)
The end of term’s two days away
They’re getting set for open day
The orchestra was going to play
Tchaikovsky’s Eighteen-Twelve again
First violin was always Moon
Jones got to play on his uncle’s bassoon
The kid put his hand up ‘Can I play too?’
’No’ said Miss Sharp, ‘It’s too hard for you’
‘I’ve practiced the cello, you said that I could’
‘I changed my mind, Brown’s really good
Alright there’s one thing, I think that you could
Play the triangle quietly, is that understood?
All you must do is watch my left hand
I’ll be using the right one to conduct the band
When I point, count to four, hit it once, understand?
But don’t mess this up, ‘cos it’s not what I’ve planned’
And so he took the triangle home
And put it in the bedside drawer
Got his dad’s CD collection
And spread it out across the floor
Banana, prism, baby in a pool
Stuff he’d never seen before
’I’m too ill for school tomorrow’
He shouted downstairs to his mum
He feigned a cough and locked his door
And then he put his headphones on
Dub, ska, reggae, calypso
A history lesson had begun
He heard…
Johnny’s sneer, Chuck’s backbeat
Jim’s wail and Nile’s chops
Eno’s buzz, Bolan’s warble
Michael’s whoops and Ronnie’s doo-wops
Woody’s slide, Emerson’s powerchord
Gillan’s scream, Tricky’s trip hops
He’s there when Muddy wrote a riff
He could keep on playing all night long
He was there when Dave went to the Middle Earth
And Ziggy wrote the perfect song
He was there when Sid picked up a bass
And Malcolm’s dream went very wrong
Angus told him to do it in shorts
Lou said ‘It’s best when you’re out of tune’
Tony said ‘This is the chord
That woke the devil from his tomb’
And Marc said ’Hey man, it’s okay
You can rhyme balloon with womb’
He felt the pain of Marvin and Otis
Trying to sing the whole world right
He felt the joy of Peregrin Took
Singing lullabies through the night
He heard Bobby tell The Band to play
When it seemed like the crowd just wanted to fight
He slept for twenty-five minutes
He danced with Fatou Diawara
He counted with Joey from one to four
He cried at the front row of Altamont
He fought Lynyrd Skynyrd in the civil war
He puked in the 100 Club toilet
He hit a tree on the Queen’s Ride
He cooked The King’s last burger
He was Jerry Lee Lewis’s bride
He woke up next morning, never felt so alive
He leapt out of bed, told his mum he felt fine
He was first into school and by quarter past eight
He’d painted his name on the school front gate
The band all lined up, Miss Sharp took her place
The kid had a faraway look on his face
He was spinning his triangle stick round and round
So fast it was starting to worry the crowd
At the right time Miss Sharp raised her arm
And she looked at the kid in a state of alarm
She started to count from one up to four
But at three and a half she dived to the floor
The kid hit the triangle, he whispered the words
‘This is for all of the stuff that I’ve heard
For workers and slaves, losers, lost hearts
For lovers not yet met, for drugs and fast cars
They tried to play on but they’d all lost the beat
Hysterical parents ripped up their seats
They screamed at the kid and they pulled out his hair
The headmaster’s knickers sailed through the air
Later in the car park outside the hall
There was a guy in shades he hadn’t seen before
He said ‘Hey kid, you’re good, I could make you a star
Why not take a ride in the back of my car?’
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