1. |
Success
02:52
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I stand on the platform
The 9:21 is showing due
At 9:29
Hypodermic
Railway sleepers tell the time
I move through the city
In tubes of white
And crimson blue
(how 'bout you?)
And left of the staircase
A video's playing a dream at you
Don't get me wrong
I'm not complaining
But still
You know...
It's not what I thought
That success would look like
I open a doorway
And step into
A marble hall
(don't we all?)
And follow the pathways
Where cubicle melody does fall
Don't get me wrong
I'm not complaining
But still
You know...
It's not what I thought
That success would look like
Not what I thought
That it all would be like
We stand in a barroom
Pints of lager in our hands
And soon on the platform
We'll be playing a one night stand
Don't get me wrong
I'm not complaining
But still
You know...
It's not what I thought
That success would look like
Not what what I thought
That success would look like
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2. |
Tyburn Tree
05:55
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I'm at a cafe on the Edgeware Road
A cup of tea and a packet of smokes
A notebook filled with bad poetry
Mostly saying, "would you look at me"
And you can take it from me
It ain't easy
Still at that cafe with that cup of tea
I'd have another but it isn't free
I light a tab and take in a drag
My mind as empty as a tabloid rag
And you can take it from me
It ain't easy, brother
Well I still remember
The look in your eyes
I had it coming
This I don't deny
Now I'm here
To hang from the Tyburn Tree
Right here
To hang from the Tyburn Tree
I don't expect that
You would take my side
It doesn't matter
Guess I'm satisfied
To be here
And hang from the Tyburn Tree
Right here
To hang from the Tyburn Tree
Walk to the station down the Edgeware Road
The rain is starting and my bones feel old
Picture a waitress pouring rivers of tea
For punters always taking liberties
And you can take it from me
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3. |
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Down the pub every Friday night
Sue's a little nervous
A little uptight
She lost her money back in the crash
Now she's getting by
She's holding fast
She couldn't tell you what she needs
She can't see both sides of the question
Doesn't know what she's after
She can't see both sides, both sides
Henry wears his yellow vest
To remind him of a day
When he felt his best
He lost his lover, dead in the wars
Now he's holding on
Doesn't know what for
He couldn't tell you what he needs
He can't see both sides of the question
Doesn't know what he's after
He can't see both sides, both sides
And her friends don't notice her edginess
They're too wrapped up in their own lives
And his colleagues think that he looks quite smart
Can't see the pain in his eyes
But when the band strikes up a tune, well
A different feeling
Moves over the room
It seemed to me that for a little while
They forgot themselves
And nearly broke a smile
He couldn't tell you what he needs
They can't see both sides of the question
She doesn't know what she's after
They can't see both sides, both sides
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4. |
Far From Home
04:36
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Today
I saw you
Today
I saw you
But you
Weren't there
Yesterday
You cried
Yesterday
You cried
And I
Wasn't there
Photographs
And letters
Photographs
And letters
They
Can't bring me home
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