1. |
Sabotage
04:30
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Sabotage
Wave to the camera,
It's aimed over here
To catch that glance.
Remove that frown from your face,
Put a smile in its place,
It's your last chance.
How would I behave when I’m put to the test?
For you I’ll be brave and do my best.
But here comes my friend sabotage
To end our meaningful mirage.
Don’t fuss, we can tell
If you’d just be yourself
You can’t fail.
It's not a question of choice
When we’ve paid for your voice,
You're on sale.
So here am I, is what you see what you get?
Oh, please hold your bets I’m not finished yet.
There’s still my old friend sabotage
Who owns a part of this mirage.
You can count on that old sabotage
To confiscate a sweet mirage.
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2. |
Oh, What A Kiss!
05:39
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Oh, What A Kiss!
We’ll drive
Through streets of ice.
The lights,
A feast for the eyes.
Decked out for Christmas
Especially for us.
Stop here,
This bar will do.
They’ll know me at the door.
I’ve been here before,
But never with you.
It's the first time together,
It seems better,
Somehow,
Now we’re together.
Another drink is a fine idea.
Move closer dear so we can hear,
The musicians are playing a favourite of mine.
If you're ever going to kiss me it had better be tonight.
Oh, what a kiss!
You’ve placed
Your hand on my knee.
You’ve made me so happy
And when we’re asked
We say, "yes we are
Newly married.
Yes its lovely,
Being married,
Thank you.
We’re so happy."
So where will you take me now
It's the smallest hour?
Persuade it not to turn to day,
To stay dark just for us, the day is dangerous.
I’ll have to put up a fight
If you kiss me in broad daylight,
But tomorrow’s another night.
But oh, what a kiss!
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3. |
Love And Poverty
03:00
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Love And Poverty
Do you ever want
But don’t know what it is
You want?
Let's stop this now,
Take a night train,
Head south
And go.
Take only
That smile you wore
Last time.
We’ll pay
For love and poverty
Do you
Find it hard
To sit still
Near me?
Or speak,
Or swallow,
Or breathe?
Take only
That smile you gave me.
We’ll pay
Later on
For love and poverty,
For poverty and love.
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4. |
Happy Birthday
03:18
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Happy Birthday
Don’t even look at me
On my birthday.
Look any harder
And I’ll fade away.
Happy birthday,
From you to me.
The present you gave to me
Is last year’s memory.
And memories get better with age,
That’s what everyone says.
I’m glad if I’m ageing,
I want no delays.
You thought you heard me call you darling,
And darling, darling, you're my darling.
In your dreams, between the parted seas,
Between you and me, I find it startling, I really do.
It's been my birthday
For over a week.
All that you gave me though
Is loathsome and cheap.
Oh where were you? Where were you?
And where’s the surprise in that?
Don’t give me happy,
I’m too old for that.
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5. |
Requiem No. 1
03:42
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Requiem No. 1
Let go your dearest,
Leave prize possessions,
They’ll be picked up by the nearest procession.
Things we loved as a token,
Feared lost or broken,
Lost and found when conveyor belts move round.
Take it as a warning,
Your friends are all talking,
That loving too much will get you killed
In their life love is shortening.
It's a warning,
They’re all talking,
Loving too much will get you killed
Love is life shortening.
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6. |
Oh, Mon Cheri!
02:53
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Oh, Mon Chéri!
Les rues
Sont enneigées
La ville
Est illuminée
Ces décors de Noël
Me paraissent irréels
Ce soir
Je me revois
Dans ce bar
Autrefois
Je venais parfois
Je pensais à toi
C’est la première fois
Tous les deux
C’est beaucoup mieux
Avec toi
On est tous les deux
Amoureux
Je sens
Ta main dans mon cou
Je suis
Au paradis
Oh oui, mon chou
Depuis aujourd’hui
Nous sommes mariés
Oh, mon chéri
C’est beau la vie
Merci
C’est magnifique
C’est fantastique
D’être mariés
Oh, mon chéri!
Oh, mon chéri!
(French adaptation by Stan Cuesta)
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7. |
Black Window
04:52
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Black Window
We’ve never touched,
Our love is such
That if we do it's bound to be much too much.
It's wrong to lust,
It's worse to lie,
That’s why I won’t deny myself, now it's do or die.
Why’s your window black,
You always leave a little light?
You weren’t expecting me tonight
Though I said that I’d be back.
If you knew the damage done,
All the hearts I had to break,
I’ve left chaos in my wake
Just to stand here on my own.
You can’t believe how far I’ve come,
How many people in my way
I knocked down on my way,
And now, my love, I’m on the run.
We’ve never touched,
Our love is such
That if we do it's bound to be much too much.
It's wrong to lust,
It's worse to lie,
That’s why I won’t deny myself, now it's do or die.
Why’s your front door locked,
You always leave it on the latch?
Was I expecting far too much?
Or have your feelings for me stopped?
I wasn’t gone for all that long,
I’ll have to break into your home
Now I have nothing of my own.
Here’s where I belong.
I can’t believe I’m on the run
From my impending trial
I’ll have to stop now for a while
Like everything else since we begun.
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8. |
Blue It Is
05:35
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Blue It Is
If loves complete
Then why pretend
If I can't see you I'll just pretend
Yes, I can walk, embrace the cold air
And hear you talk
You know I still care
You know I'll never follow you
You are my world and so it's true
You know I'll never follow you
But I'll be there, yes I'll be there
You know I'll never follow you
You are my world and so it's true
You know I'll never follow you
But I'll be there, yes I'll be there.
And blue it is but I'll be there.
When Johnny's three
Give him my watch.
So it's Italian, it's still a watch
I'll buy him paints of boisterous yellow
This little saint, this little fellow
You know I'll never follow you
You are my world and so it's true
You know I'll never follow you
But I'll be there, yes I'll be there
You know I'll never follow you
You are my world and so it's true
You know I'll never follow you
But I'll be there, yes I'll be there
Blue it is but I'll be there
Blue it is but I'll be there.
(lyrics Billy MacKenzie / music Steve Aungle)
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9. |
Street In Manhattan
04:57
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10. |
Checkmate
03:43
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Checkmate
Cut a slice right through high seas,
For this hand of glory,
A kiss of memories,
And me.
Is this a love high sign?
A heart turned over and on?
I know its not mine.
It's gone.
I’ve been dreaming lately,
Feeling the night,
Feeling it through.
I’ve been crying baby,
Bleeding my heart,
Bleeding it blue.
Send a stranger on high tide,
A whitewashed sea, a blackened sky.
I’ll leave with you
And kiss the land goodbye.
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11. |
A Good Hand
08:01
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A Good Hand
Who wants to win all their bets?
I've said my piece and settled my debts.
When malcontentedness besets
I’ve learnt to leave.
The ideal home is tarnished,
Painted in gloss and varnished.
My need for a home has diminished,
Now that this house is finished,
I feel like a change, I need a change.
I have a good hand, I know it.
If I chose I could show it,
But who knows me knows I’ll exchange it.
Pass me those cards, I’ll blow it all on a change, just for a change.
Quite soon I’ll be out of range,
And when I return, you’ll find me estranged,
You’ll say that I'm false, I'm gambled away,
But it's not that, it's just that I have changed, I will have changed.
You wonder where that boy went,
Seeing your disappointment,
I take a vague enjoyment,
Knowing my life is meant to change, change.
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12. |
The Goodbye Story
04:47
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The Goodbye Story
Make sail, do dry your eyes
For your farewell journey.
It’s time that you got wise
To the Goodbye Story.
I’ve been a parent to a fine brood of bye-byes.
In futurity,
When you tell me,
God be with ye,
It's a pity,
You can’t be.
Farewells collected when
We were younger.
Goodbyes that mattered then
I’d count on one finger.
Time drags them with the tide till they roll around one again.
Farewell distends to
That category.
It begins as it ends
With the Goodbye Story.
Keep your promissory I would recommend.
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13. |
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Oh, What A Kiss!
We’ll drive
Through streets of ice.
The lights,
A feast for the eyes.
Decked out for Christmas
Especially for us.
Stop here,
This bar will do.
They’ll know me at the door.
I’ve been here before,
But never with you.
It's the first time together,
It seems better,
Somehow,
Now we’re together.
Another drink is a fine idea.
Move closer dear so we can hear,
The musicians are playing a favourite of mine.
If you're ever going to kiss me it had better be tonight.
Oh, what a kiss!
You’ve placed
Your hand on my knee.
You’ve made me so happy
And when we’re asked
We say, "yes we are
Newly married.
Yes its lovely,
Being married,
Thank you.
We’re so happy."
So where will you take me now
It's the smallest hour?
Persuade it not to turn to day,
To stay dark just for us, the day is dangerous.
I’ll have to put up a fight
If you kiss me in broad daylight,
But tomorrow’s another night.
But oh, what a kiss!
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Gamine London
The trademark Gamine sound of evocative, trans-magical piano, and sumptuous, multi-beautiful vocals... augmented by atmosparkling pedal steel guitar... little touches of electronic jiggery-pokery sprinkled hither and thither... orchestral...
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