1. |
Beatrice Smiles
03:37
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Somewhere in the city Dante's looking at the sky
And joining up the dots made by the stars to pass the time
Although it's not forever it could be a little while
But it's all about the moment when Beatrice smiles
And the river turns a corner
Where the streetlights show the way
And I'm following the former
Just to see how it behaves
Dante's gone out fishing
Maybe trying to catch a ride
And darling if you miss him
He will be with you tonight
Over at the station Dante spends his afternoons
Writing her a letter saying come and see me soon
He doesn't give up hoping, just forgets to say goodbye
As he's lost inside a picture watching Beatrice smile
And the river turns a corner
Where the streetlight shows the way
And I'm following the former
Just to see how it behaves
Dante's gone out fishing
Maybe trying to catch your eye
And darling if you miss him
He will be with you tonight
Hiding from the winter in the pleasure of her kiss
Dante signs an autograph, pretending it's not his
Yes it may be stupid but you know that's just his style
And I guess it makes him happy watching Beatrice smile
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2. |
Robert Palmer
04:08
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My girl works in a new york grocery store
She don't have her credit cards anymore
Mum and dad are left behind
She and I are doing fine
But when I come home drunk she makes me sleep on the floor
I like robert palmer
He dresses like my father, only better
And I don't think I can shake it
And I don't think I can make it
And I don't think I can take it anymore
Her sister's staying and it's really busting my balls
She says we can't do it she can hear us through the walls
When I get home I'm feeling tired
All I want's some peace and quiet
But they're watching Brad Pitt in Legends of the Fall
I like robert palmer
Not some girly drama, oh no
And I don't think I can shake it
And I don't think I can make it
And I don't think I can take it anymore
Might as well face it you're addicted to love
Now she's got a job at MTV
She's met Xtina, Justin and Britney
She won't give my records back
There's spaces in my cd rack
But you know baby that's alright with me
Because, I've still got robert palmer
And all his lovely dancers, they're so pretty
And I knew we wouldn't make it
And I knew I couldn't take it
And I'll never see her naked anymore
Might as well face it you're addicted to love
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3. |
Super Role Model
03:07
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I've got a friend in fashion
She dresses like a tramp
Hr food is strictly rationed
And her boyfriend's really camp
She doesn't go out drinking
Cos the calories all count
And when she's finished eating
She makes sure it all comes out
She's a super role model to me
Super role model on the BBC
Super role model it's true
Super role model it could be you
She's got the right connections
Her name's on every list
If she's not at the party
Then she's sure that she'll be missed
Her friends are in high places
In the chicest bathroom stalls
At least she's seen their faces
In the mirror on the floor
Chorus
We saw her on tv
We all thought she looked happy
Who knows what was going through her mind
I've got a friend in fashion
Her scene is underground
At least now she's been discovered
We know where she's to be found
She's made it to size zero
And with time still on the clock
She's my super role hero
In a narrow wooden box
Chorus
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4. |
When I'm Weary
03:22
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I'm getting sick of this town
Yeah lord it's dragging me down
Better open up my eyes and take a look around
Not a lot left to see
In these suburban streets
Just a sense of paranoia that my thoughts are gonna murder me
When I'm weary you're the one I need
I gotta fight this decay
By getting further away
Until my visions of this prison going grey are just a memory
I gotta quit this denial
And get away for a while
To somewhere just across the water I don't know
About a thousand miles
When I'm weary you're the one I need
When I'm weary you're the one I need
The one I need
The one I need
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5. |
Hard To Get By
04:12
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He opens his eyes
He's already preparing the day's alibis
He falls out of bed
And he lands on the books that he still hasn't read
He's playing a part
But it seems that each morning the needle skips back to the start
It's Venice again
But all he can think of is vodka and video games
Chorus
But it's hard to get by
Without a lifetime's experience on your side
It's hard to make time
When you do you'll discover it's not what you thought you'd find
Chorus
They try to be kind
But they're stuck like the wallpaper just misaligned
He sharpens his tongue
For the war of the words that he's waiting to come
The neighbours they know
From the screaming at night that it's better if one of them goes
But what can you do
With the end of a barrel continually pointing at you
Chorus
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6. |
One Night Vacations
03:40
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One Night Vacations
Arabella teases as she walks
Side to side as if her hips could talk
She's been staying out till after 3
It's not as complicated as it seems
All the boys around her stop and stare
Comments on her choice of underwear
Jilted lovers pleading at her feet
Like a broken record on repeat
Chorus
Hey girl you'll get a reputation
This town's too small for one night vacations
You know the back streets like your callused hands
Roll your favourite loaded dice to see where the lipstick lands
Arabella knows just what she wants
Though she would like to be alone for once
Every step she takes is scrutinized
Which perhaps should come as no surprise
Chorus
Arabella teases as she walks
Side to side as if her hips could talk
She's been staying out till after 3
It's not as complicated as it seems
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7. |
The Strangled Priest
04:26
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Oh boys what have you done
They found him face down
In a bowl of Mamma Carmella's finest
He came from out of town
But he never suited the taste of his highness
They wrapped him up in plastic
Buried him down as they buried the hatchet
Chorus
Oh boys what have you done
Oh boys what have you done
His head was stove in
With the business end of a Rickenbacker Fireglo
For all of his sins
He paid in cash and a little on his maestro
He didn't go out fighting
He was too wrapped up in the song he was writing
Chorus
Oh oh spaghetti-o x4
The newspapers said
They were victims of an assassination
The days headlines read
Town in a state of preoccupation
Nobody took any credit
They did leave a note but nobody ready it
Chorus
Oh boys what have you done
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She brought me breakfast on a sunday afternoon
I thought that everything was fine
I stirred my coffee with that little silver spoon
And went back to my copy of The Times
But it seemed she had the hump with me
Bedclothes pulled right out from under me
Guess I should have read between the lines
So I said it
Oh my god I regret it
Sounded entirely synthetic
And she only deepened her frown
Yes I said it
Oh my god i regret it
Sounded completely pathetic
I'm tired of letting her down
She reads the gossip in her favourite magazine
Undressed and sprawled across the floor
I pinch her thigh with ardour, hoping that she's keen
And making eyes towards the bedroom door
But it seems she has the antidote
She just goes back to the horoscopes
Guess I should have learned to read the signs
Chorus
I want to make her happy
I really do
But I don't care about the colour of her shoes
I want to be the man she
Wants me to be
But every time I rent a film it's Rambo 3
(or Rambo 1 or Rambo 2 or Rambo threeeeeee)
We have her parents over for the christmas meal
I'm busy eating the mince pies
Her mother staring at me with that gaze of steel
Because I've thrown out all her christmas ties
But the dinner's a catastrophe
Turkey's gone all dry and plasticky
And I fear I've drunken all the wine
Chorus
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9. |
The Ex Factor
02:59
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Girls girls girls won't you listen to me
Here's a tip to keep you happy
Don't try to paper over those relationship cracks
Just kick him to the curb and then he'll want you back
Suddenly there's flowers waiting at your door
And he says he's figured out what the hoover's for
He wants to take your parents to the Dardanelles
And he's starting to appreciate the sound of wedding bells
Why do I keep going back to her?
Guess you'd say she's got the Ex factor
Chorus
Why why why won't you listen to me
What's the point of getting angry
I told you i'd be getting home a little bit late
So why are you still waiting looking so irate?
First there was a party for the girls in sales
One of them is gonna move to New South Wales
Then that guy called Alan who you met last week
Offered me a drink in some place really really chic
Chorus
Please please please just stop bothering me
I don't wanna have a baby
We just got back together so let's take things slow
Well if that's your answer then I'll have to go
WAIT!
Suddenly it's seeming like a great idea
In fact why don't we try and have one every year
Instead of that long holiday in Istanbul
We'll spend the summer picking out a nursery school
Chorus
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10. |
About Time
04:12
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The night is running over
Bitter evening in July
His arms are feeling heavy
Makes it difficult to drive
The crash has caused the traffic
That they have to go around
And his heart feels like a football
That's been kicked into the crowd
It's about time I let you go
It's about time, think you should know
Nothing quite seems right
But it gets you through the night as if there's
Only one more day to go
He pulls up at the crash scene
Where a crowd of people stare
Quietly rubbernecking
At the blood stains everywhere
He wonders can she hear him
Does she even understand
Beside him in the wreckage
With her head held in his hands
Chorus
Don't cry, my dear
We'll get you out of here
He sees the signs
Begin to fade to flattened lines
It's true to say
He thinks about her every day
And almost every night
Chorus
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11. |
Tonight
04:22
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A foolish thought to comfort me
You know that I will never be
Tonight
And when the feeling fades away
You'll hate me by the light of day
Tonight
I'm sorry that you ever tried
I think we may have realized before
And maybe there are rules in love
But I thought that I was above
The law
Turn off the light
Maybe tomorrow we'll know who was right
And when it's down to me and you
Climbing up a rung or two
Till we break down and cry
But when we reach the top I'm gone
No desire to linger on
And never a goodbye
So here we are again my dear
Believing we can be sincere
Tonight
There's only one more way to go
The bedroom says I told you so
Tonight
A relic from another time
You closed the door to what was mine
Alone
But still I find it beautiful
The comfort that I used to call
Home
Turn off the light
Maybe tomorrow we'll know who was right
And when it's down to me and you
Climbing up a rung or two
Til we break down and cry
And when we reach the top I'm gone
No desire to linger on
And never a goodbye
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12. |
New Year's Eve
05:37
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I thought I saw you like a prize
Stood on the corner in the city of your eyes
Another lonely New Year's Eve
I turned my coat up and I stopped to watch you leave
There was something in the air
Fairy tales of coloured lights played hide and seek around your hair
Disco music from a bar
Amplified their happiness and drowned the sound of my guitar
I should have told you, I lacked the nerve
I may have muttered something but it's nothing you've not heard
So please forgive me if I write
That I won't be home tonight
Even if it's true
We've all been betrayed
Like a bad tattoo
The memory of it fades
But still there's no reprieve
My little new year's eve
There was writing on the wall
Words from that old love song sweetly written in graffiti scrawl
Seemed a little out of place
Set against the foreground of the desolation on your face
I could have stopped you
I'm almost sure
But you were on the bridge before I worked out what the stones were for
So please forgive me if I say
That we have both had better days
Chorus
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