I poured my aching heart into a pop song
I couldnāt get the hang of poetry
Thatās not a skirt girl thatās a sawn off shotgun
And I can only hope youāve got it aimed at me
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I wish I was the brakeman
On a hurtlinā fevered train
Crashing a-headlong into the heartland
Like a cannon in the rain
With the beating of the sleepers
And the burninā of the coal
Counting the towns flashing by
In a night thatās full of soul
With light in my head
You in my arms
Woo!
Tomorrow I will be loosened
From bonds that hold me fast
That the chains all hung around me
Will fall away at last
And on that fine and fateful day
I will take thee in my hands
I will ride on the train
I will be the fisherman
With light in my head
You in my arms
Light in my head
You in my arms
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Iāve always loved this album. Mike Scott , Remember going out on a shark fishing job with Tight Lines. The Capt of the boat kept playing this song. For 2 hours! Then making a Jaws joke āwe need a bigger boatā
You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar
When I met you
Rather sexist lyric, but what a trackā¦ 
She was a fast machine she kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen
She had the sightless eyes telling me no lies
Knocking me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come but I was already there
'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it
And you shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long
And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat and bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Julie Iād do the stars with you any time
Clever lyrics - anyone guess where from? (I bet Trousers knows)
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Hunter eyes
Iām lost and hardly noticed, slight goodbye
I want to rip your lips off in my mouth
And even in my greatest moment doubt
The line between deceit and right now
Simple math, itās how our bodies even got here
Sinful math, the ebb and flow to multiply
What if I was wrong and no one cared to mention
What if it was true and all we thought was right was wrong?
Simple math, the truth cannot be fractioned
Either wayā¦
I imply to mitigate the guilt, we could align
A perfectly constructed alibi
To hush the violent guilt that eats and never dies
In actual blame, they call me once the dark divides
Simple math, itās why our bodies even lay here
Sinful math, the truth cannot be fashioned
What if you were crazy, would we have to listen then?
What if weāve been trying to get to where weāve always been?
What if I was wrong, and started trying to fix it?
What if you believed me? Everything is brilliant
Oh, oh, oh
What if Iāve been trying to get to where Iāve always been?
What if weāve been trying to get to where weāve always been?
Simple math, believe me, all is brilliant
What if weāve been trying to kill the noise and silence?
What if I was wrong and you had never questioned it?
What if it was true, that all we thought was right, was wrong?
Simple math, the truth cannot be fractioned
I imply Iāve got to get it back then
Oh, oh, oh
Well, if weāre into quoting full songs Iād better get on in there, as Louis Jordan put it.
Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women
Thereās a shoulder where Death comes to cry
Thereās a lobby with nine hundred windows
Thereās a tree where the doves go to die
Thereās a piece that was torn from the morning,
And it hangs in the Gallery of Frost
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lilly,
In some hallway where loveās never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating,
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging its tail in the sea
Thereās a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
Thereās a bar where the boys have stopped talking
Theyāve been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz, itās been dying for years
Thereās an attic where children are playing,
Where Iāve got to lie down with you soon,
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns,
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And Iāll see what youāve chained to your sorrow,
All your sheep and your lillies of snow
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its āIāll never forget you, you know!ā
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and Death
Dragging its tail in the sea
And Iāll dance with you in Vienna
Iāll be wearing a riverās disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And Iāll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
With the photographs there, and the moss
And Iāll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And youāll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
O my love, o my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Itās yours now. Itās all that there is
So letās get this straitā¦you just want Trousers to guess?
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9/10, John.
I took one mark knopfler for your dire spelling.
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Caught between the twisted stars
the plotted lines the faulty map
that brought Columbus to New York.
Betwixt between the East and West
he calls on her wearing a leather vest
the earth squeals and shudders to a halt
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One of my favourite albums of all time.
Iāll see your entry, but raise you:
And Romeo had Juliette
And Juliette had her Romeo
And Romeo had Juliette
And Juliette had her Romeo
Iāve always thought that the addition of her in those lines was the act of genius; turning Romeo Rodriguez into a metaphor.
When Lou was great he was incredible, when he wasnātā¦
I love New York - Romeo, and Strawman are my faves off that.
Does anyone need yet another politician
Caught with his pants down and money sticking in his hole?
Does anyone need another racist preacher?
Spittinā in the wind can only do you harmā¦
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Just put on Romeo and Juliette, the guitar and drums intro followed by that first line - great sound.
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Itās a great album
I hear your voice calling out to reach me
Then all is calm and clear
I feel no pain when you hold me
Pull me in and draw me near
I see your eyes of hazy blue
But oh so clear, sincere and true
I taste the air around you
And I feel brand new, new, new, new
Come, fill my senses up with you
Youāve turned the jaded into new
Come, fill my senses up with you
Love would be senseless without you
Come, fill my senses up with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
There was a time when love was blind
Love lost and all at sea
Love came in dreams and waves
Came and went away from me
All forsaken, all forlorn
All mistaken, feel no scorn
And then you pulled me from the darkness
And I see things new, new, new, new
Come, fill my senses up with you
Youāve turned the jaded into new
Come, fill my senses up with you
Love would be senseless without you
Come, fill my senses up with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Come, fill my senses up with you
Youāve turned the jaded into new
Come, fill my senses up with you
Love would be senseless without you
Come, fill my senses up with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Come, fill my senses up with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Come, fill my senses up with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Come, fill my senses up with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Come, fill my senses up with you
You, you, you, you, you, you
You