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Anyone
04:59
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Mr Tunnel Vision's always rushing ahead,
No looking sideways or hearing what's said,
Don't look you in the eye and that's just as well,
Protect the sanctity of lies we tell,
The lights keep on shining but they don't show the way
Or make any difference between night and day,
The lights keep on shining but they don't show the way
Or make any difference.
And no one hears you scream beneath the neon sun,
Out here in the crowd you could be anyone.
Just keep your teeth gritted and give us a grin,
Then no one will ask about the state you're in,
Don't want to be open or know why you came,
Knowing out there there's so many the same.
The lights keep on shining but they don't show the way
Or make any difference between night and day,
The lights keep on shining but they don't show the way
Or make any difference.
And no one hears you scream beneath the neon sun,
Out here in the crowd you could be anyone.
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2. |
Working Out The Damage
03:28
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They seem a picture of happiness since someone's air brushed out the despair,
It's a real picture postcard but you wouldn't ever wish to be there,
In this game of happy families he finds there's no way he can go,
He tries to keep the cards close to his chest but as ever she'll just always know.
He knows she's working out the damage,
Giving it chapter and verse,
But it's like the man said
It's always for better or worse,
He knows she's working out the damage,
Giving it chapter and verse,
But it's like the man said.
She's long past finding him funny
But when he jokes she'll still laugh
And in an instant it all dissolves
In those questions no one wants to ask.
He knows she's working out the damage,
Giving it chapter and verse,
But it's like the man said
It's always for better or worse,
He knows she's working out the damage,
Giving it chapter and verse,
But it's like the man said.
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3. |
Friends & Enemies
03:15
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Awards are being won for showing people asleep,
There are standards below ground that everyone must keep,
The bar's set so low that the drinks are under the house,
It's a world where people with nothing to say still shout.
What does the X stand for?
Where will it end?
Victorian Freak Show returns.
Our enemies may not get us in the end,
We're in far more danger from our friends.
We wander anaesthetised from night to day,
In a fog of trivia that leaves us with nothing to say,
Except which celebrities dance, cook and skate,
We're all too drowsy to snap out before it's too late.
What does the X stand for?
Where will it end?
Victorian Freak Show returns.
Our enemies may not get us in the end,
We're in far more danger from our friends
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4. |
If This Is Romance
03:18
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If this is romance
I hope it hurts you
I hope it brings the walls of your world crashing down
If she would only
Tell this simple story
I’m sure that we would see an end to this disgrace
But sadly this wish
Seems so unlikely
And all the time the pain must stay locked inside
Her tiny body
That knows no safety
While her tiny mind searches for a place to hide
Just try to look around you
Just try to feel inside you
Just try to cut those ties away
For he will use you
Try to persuade you
To sacrifice the one and only thing he needs
Well let me help you
Let me show you
Why this way of life cannot be justified
Try to understand
All these things are true
Against all teaching even of this septic world
Your tiny mind should
Understand only
That your tiny body should be left to itself
Just try to look around you
Just try to feel inside you
Just try to cut those ties away
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5. |
A Few Seconds More
03:53
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All my resolve was no more,
You took my breath when you opened the door,
Where's my plan b and cool head?,
Being in places that used to be ours,
May have desperately filled those last hours
Or maybe led to so much more.
How do we make sense of all this?,
Plans dissolved by randomness,
I just thank my lucky stars that it didn't go too far,
So how do we make sense of all this?,
The plans dissolved by randomness,
I just thank my lucky stars.
Your hand was on the door,
Talked all night but there was so much more,
A few seconds more and we'd have gone.
How do we make sense of all this?,
Plans dissolved by randomness,
I just thank my lucky stars that it didn't go too far,
So how do we make sense of all this?,
The plans dissolved by randomness,
I just thank my lucky stars.
3 AM and so much said,
Dare we now look ahead,
It's cold and still on the road home,
Gently does if from here on in,
This could be all or maybe more to win,
I'll take your steer.
How do we make sense of all this?,
Plans dissolved by randomness,
I just thank my lucky stars that it didn't go too far,
So how do we make sense of all this?,
The plans dissolved by randomness,
I just thank my lucky stars.
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6. |
I Choose
03:54
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This is something I choose and I have nothing to lose.
To give up and move on is the coward's way out or so they say,
But when you see nothing more there can be no other way
And in the end no one else's views mean a damned, thing
Their theories are not the life that you're in.
This is something I choose and I have nothing to lose.
Believe what we know and make sure we know what we believe
And remain open to views,
Listen to learn and never to deceive
And in the end no one else's rules can govern our mind,
Learning our own lessons leaves theories behind.
This is something I choose and I have nothing to lose.
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7. |
Food For Thought
02:23
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They stimulate growth to produce what we like
And breed a virus that no drugs can fight
We kill off the weapons by constant overuse
Give up the power through thoughtless abuse
If the public wants low prices and packaging too
The growing and the processing won’t interest you
If we take what we’re given and don’t think what we’ve bought
We’ll always be trading our food for thought
Big business can’t be evil if fulfilling a need
The third world needs that indestructible seed
The power for helping the poor and oppressed
Makes corporations richer but it’s still ‘for the best’
That’s an argument none of us would ever accept
If we thought where the benefit would really rest
If we take what we’re given and don’t think what we’ve bought
We’ll always be trading our food for thought
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8. |
(Burn Down) Icon Park
04:06
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Roll up folks for the sycophants' show,
All hail our heroes wherever they go,
No detail too small to be lost for view,
No thought of comparison to me or to you,
Whose fault is all this sparkle and hollow fuss,
We all need heroes but do they need us?,
The deal goes both ways but when is it straight?,
We should think hard about what we call great,
The value of celebrity is in the revenue stream,
Uncle Walt's pals know about dollars made from dreams,
Entrance fee/ Concession time,
Icon Park is their goldmine.
Burn it down.
All details of life are offered for envy,
Our mundane lives no comparison to see,
We gaze and admire - our disappointment so plain,
Unreality drives us on and then back again.
Roll up folks for the PR man's game,
Let's wallow in the glory of a name,
Thank you Hello and Gossip and Morning TV,
Forget about real life and lose the real me.
The value of celebrity is in the revenue stream,
Uncle Walt's pals know about dollars made from dreams,
Entrance fee/ Concession time,
Icon Park is their goldmine.
Burn it down.
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9. |
Facing Forward
02:55
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Do I hate looking back for fear there's no looking forward?,
And those lines in the mirror are signs of what we've seen and we've heard,
Well I know there's no reason or rhyme
To this bad attitude to time,
And I know it's just a cliché - it's down to us to choose another way.
Is everyone guilty of rose coloured glasses not memories
So the greatness of now is unappreciated and unseen,
Well I know it's about seize the day
And that this is the only way
and I know nostalgia has its place but it's forward that we should face
A line or a view can conjure up so many feelings,
Yet they're only just that so stop escalating to these things,
Well I know full well and this is for sure
That it's right now I truly adore
So romance for the past is all mad - what I have outweighs what I had.
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10. |
Another Station
03:26
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She said I can't stay here another minute,
I can't live within these limits,
I've seen a bigger horizon,
And the blame is so clearly yours,
I can't stand it anymore,
I've got to get out of this trap.
A new escape a new destination
Another leap into the unknown
I can't help thinking that you're just waiting
As much as those back home.
She said your lack of ambition just stifles me,
You don't know the places I have seen,
I don't think you want to,
I've got to do this for myself,
For my mind, my head and my health,
I know it's now or never.
A new escape a new destination
Another leap into the unknown
I can't help thinking that you're just waiting
As much as those back home.
But the towns you end up running to,
Have the same train stations to go through,
Full of people searching,
You'll soon feel stifled next year,
A journey can't leave behind a fear,
There'll always be something more.
A new escape a new destination
Another leap into the unknown
I can't help thinking that you're just waiting
As much as those back home.
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11. |
Satisfy
04:07
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Let me satisfy my curiosity,
You've always been a subject of mystery,
Silently deceptive you pull apart my mind,
Drawn in by the thought of what I might find.
From a distance I concrete my mind,
From a distance I'm pulled by fascination
Toward the penetration of your mind.
Makes me wonder what I'm playing - hunter or the caught?
Dreams like these are hard to come by never give a thought to my own life
Makes me hunger for a say in what the future holds,
dreams become a means of playing games without the rules.
From a distance I'm concentrate my thoughts
From a distance I'm pulled by may addiction
Toward the contradiction of your mind.
Makes me wonder what I'm playing - hunter or the caught?
Dreams like these are hard to come by never give a thought to my own life
Makes me hunger for a say in what the future holds,
dreams become a means of playing games without the rules.
Let me satisfy my curiosity,
You've always been a subject of mystery.
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12. |
Some Other Way Out
04:49
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You carried your anguish around just like your own prison cell,
It must have been like a trap always by your side,
We knew that sometimes on all the best days,
Felt like you'd banished it - fought it away,
I only wish for you there was some other way out.
They say we want your special kind to suffer for all of us,
The best entertainment comes right from the soul,
But no one who grew with your songs
Would ever want to see things go wrong.
I only wish for you there was been some other way out.
It's strange how often the calm is before the storm,
How optimism and hope appear to confuse,
And in the middle of your hopeful days,
The gloom descends to wipe hope away.
I only wish for you there was some other way out.
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13. |
Get On
04:45
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I've come a long way but I still have so far to go,
I've learned a lot but there's still so much more to know,
I never relax thinking there's nothing left to learn,
That's always a dangerous place where your energy's burned,
Take care looking back 'cos horizons are number one,
Time's oh so precious so see nothing's left undone,
The old and the wise never stop with this vision ahead,
Curiosity fades but we know that it must be fed.
What it boils down to is exploring what it's all about,
Let the academics lecture and the bigots shout
While we get on with living.
Plans that we made can end up discarded and burned,
That's our reason to live and not be deterred,
The bird on the should whispers and we close our ears,
In the blink of an eye we've lost all those years.
I've come a long way but I still have so far to go,
I've learned a lot but there's still so much more to know,
I never relax thinking there's nothing left to learn,
That's always a dangerous place where your energy's burned.
What it boils down to is exploring what it's all about,
Let the academics lecture and the bigots shout
While we get on with living.
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14. |
Balance of Power
03:32
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A branded frothy Latte creates' connections to the soul',
And the logo on those trainers becomes the new rock 'n' roll,
Amidst all the debris lies the independent's grave,
The cost of progress to give us what we crave.
A day after MTV and the Berlin Wall tumbles down,
A force against evil or space for another Nike Town?,
And here all the debris makes way for yet more
Shiny must have ware in the global superstore.
In search of what's cool the corporates come scouring,
It's us they must convince that we need to be devouring,
The balance of power somehow gets lost here,
We control their share price and so their fear.
And the power isn't balanced - we can control,
we're never powerless - we can control,
We walk the extra mile and we can control,
We think through the choice and we can control,
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Rogue Beauty England, UK
Rogue Beauty is a project by Mathew Griffin, Nick Fuller. and friends. It initially started in 2000 and has continued in
various forms since.
'Seems Like Yesterday' is a retrospective of the first decade from 2000 to 2010 - all tracks have been digitally remastered in 2019.
'Walking In The Opposite Direction' is a cover and tribute to Adrian Borland (of The Sound.)
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