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Hey Anne, I am, not going to hold you back
Dress up, go out, show them your classic mouth
Hey Anne, try understand
One path exists but it don’t always fit
Much like we chase some king of happy place
Hey Anne, try understand
All great dancers fall
Hey Anne, I am, a very different man
And you, what do, what do you say you are?
Hey Anne, try understand
All great dancers fall
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Ever sit upon an empty train
never wishing to get off
not even if the next stop’s
paradise or the sweetest of sweethearts
Empty train, empty train,
the arrival of the empty train
You take a dive into the river below
And to those waving now you say hello
before creeping through an unlit tunnel
sculpted from the mountainside
Empty train, empty train,
the arrival of the empty train
Now the journey’s almost over
And the train is slowing down
There’s no more places left to visit
except perhaps maybe the one
Empty train, empty train,
the arrival of the empty train
Empty train, empty train,
won’t you join me on my empty train
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3. |
Domestic Animals
02:47
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Domestic animals
are all very well
but not if you treat them,
treat them like slaves.
Domestic animals,
domestic animals.
Don’t be afraid to say
you want out.
Don’t be afraid to join
another star filled circus.
‘cause tears they only last
for a certain time.
And tears they only come
if you let them come.
Domestic animals
are unusually brave.
They never spit or curse
or ever think the worst.
Domestic animals,
domestic animals.
Don’t be afraid to say
you want out.
Don’t be afraid to join
another star filled circus.
‘cause tears they only last
for a certain time.
And tears they only come
if you let them come.
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4. |
First Anniversary Blues
02:53
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I take a hat and coat from your old clothes
and where your reading glasses use to go
I place the stem of a long red rose
the beauty of which no one outgrows.
The first anniversary blues, that’s all this is.
The first anniversary blues.
But for some rain that fell earlier
It’s been a day to fill your lungs with air
blowing across the south eastern pier
itself a relic of a bygone year
The first anniversary blues,that’s all this is.
The first anniversary blues.
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5. |
Crazy Cuckold
02:39
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I’m tired of hearing all these whispers
about some man you’ve been seeing
If I appear at your door
holding a knife don’t be alarmed
I’m just protecting what is mine
now you’ve crossed over the blurred line
I’m hardly going to thank you for
the crazy cuckold you take me for
Crazy cuckold, that’s what I am
Please no flash bulbs, what did I say?
What do you know about a snake?
Only they crawl upon their belly
A bit like you after I’m through
Eyes for the dark, there’s nothing new
I’m hardly going to thank you for
the crazy cuckold you take me for
Crazy cuckold, that’s what I am
Please no flash bulbs, what did I say?
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The Harvest Ministers Dublin, Ireland
Will is currently writing new material. News of forthcoming shows soon.
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