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THE ALFORD PLEA (Victor Kennedy)
They come in through the daytime
They come in through the night time
From place to place
Town to town, station to station
House to house, person to person
Mouth to mouth, any kinda subversion
Look at what ya thinkin’ hour to hour
Decree comin’ down from the ivory tower
Stackin’ up the cases, real ones and the fakers
Was somebody mistaken? Who knows
Look out they’re gonna put you on trial
These are not my people, Set my people free
These are not my people
Stakin’ my case on The Alford Plea
They come into ya thought box
From the thing upon the wall box
They’re gonna take ya heart box
Get ya finger out, don’t forget ya homework
House to house, person to person
Mouth to mouth, any kinda subversion
Look at what ya thinkin’ hour to hour
Decree comin’ down from the ivory tower
Stackin’ up the cases, real ones and the fakers
Was somebody mistaken? Who knows
Look out they’re gonna put you on trial
These are not my people, Set my people free
These are not my people
Stakin’ my case on The Alford Plea
These are not my people, Set my people free
These are not my people, not my people
These are not my people
Stakin’ my case on The Alford Plea
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THE VOLUNTEER
04:26
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THE VOLUNTEER (Victor Kennedy)
Nothin’s quite as fine as leaving this time
With helicopters rollin’ in behind
I signed on, there was no other work around at the time
Now all I seem to do is run from these mines
Calibrated automated sights, the target shines
Countin’ down the minutes, the hours, the days and nights
Countin’ down the time ‘til once again we will dine
And nothin’s quite as fine as leavin’ this time
Well I don’t understand why I volunteered
I’ve really got no idea
Now all I can think of is you my dear
And nohin’s quite as fine as leaving this time
The desert wind, the breakfast pill
Last night some of us and some of them fell
The smell of death on a freezing dawn
And nothing’s quite as fine as leaving this one
I don’t understand why I volunteered
I’ve really got no idea
In my chariot of steel I think of you my dear
And nothing’s quite as fine as leaving here
Do do do do d’ do…
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FEAR IS A MAN’S BEST FRIEND (John Cale)
Standing waiting for a man to show
Wide eyed, one eye fixed on the door
This waiting’s killing me, it’s wearing me down
Day in, day out, my feet are burning holes in the floor
Darkness, warmer than a bedroom floor
Want someone to hold me close for evermore
I’m a sleepin’ dog, ah, but you can’t tell
An’ I’m on the prowl, you better run like hell
You know it makes sense, don’t even think about it
Life and death are things you just do when you’re bored
Ahh, say fear’s a man’s best friend
Say fear’s a man’s best friend
Ah, fear’s a man’s best friend
Ya add it up, it brings you down
Ya add it up, it brings you down
Home is livin’ like a man on the run
Trails leading nowhere, where to my son
We’re already dead, not yet in the ground
Come on, take my helpin’ hand, I’ll show you around
You know it makes sense, don’t even think about it
Life and death are things you just do when you’re bored
Ahh, say fear’s a man’s best friend
Say fear’s a man’s best friend
Ah, fear’s a man’s best friend
Ya add it up, it brings you down
Ya add it up, it brings you down
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SLEEPLESS
05:34
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SLEEPLESS (Victor Kennedy)
Sleepless in the morning
I see you by the shore
Grace not wrapped around you
Waiting, waiting what for
What do you find there, does it make you feel safe and warm
Does it offer protection from the oncoming dawn
Moving through the street now
Tears from the gas in your eyes
Waiting, ahh waiting, waiting
For your turn to rise
What do you find there, does it make you feel weak or strong
Does it make you feel bitter
Of the hatred, and of the wrong
I see where you’re going
I’ve been where you’re comin’ from
One of the many, who stayed out
All night long
I see where you’re going
Yeah, I lived where you’re comin’ from
One of the many, who stayed out
All night long
Sleepless…….Sleepless…….Sleepless
Ahhh, Ahh, Ohh…Sleep…
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THINGS HAVE CHANGED
04:03
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THINGS HAVE CHANGED (Bob Dylan)
A worried man got a worried mind
Nothin’ in front of me, no one behind
There’s a woman on my lap and she’s drinkin’ champagne
Got white skin, assassin’s eyes
I stare into the sapphire tinted skies
I’m well dressed, waitin’ on the last train
Standin’ on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I’m expectin’ all hell to break loose
People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m outta range
I used to care, but things have changed
I’ve been walkin’ forty miles of bad road
If the bible is right, the world will explode
I’m tryin’ to get as far from myself as I can
Some things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
Ya can’t win with a losin’ hand
Feel like fallin’ in love with the first woman I meet
Put her in a wheel barrow, wheel her on down the street
People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m outta range
I used to care, but things have changed
I hurt easy and just don’t show it
Ya can hurt someone, and not even know it
Next sixty seconds could be like an eternity
Comin’ in low down, gonna fly high
All the truth in the world add up to one big lie
I’m in love with a woman that don’t even appeal to me
Mister Jinks and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake
I’m not that eager to make a mistake
People are crazy and times are strange
I’m locked in tight, I’m outta range
I used to care, but things have changed
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SIX BLACK HORSES
04:06
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SIX BLACK HORSES (Victor Kennedy)
Every day you ride into the sun
Horses, there on the run
Everybody knows, ya take the wrong turn
Get oncoming traffic
Get hit by a bus
And six black horses carry the cart
Carries your coffin away
Hey, six black horses carry the cart
Carries ya coffin away
Hey, every time you go and get arrested
They take you away, makes it harder for me
On that day, when you are gone
It’s all I can do to keep it
Comin’ on
And this is not a criminal thing
People gather ‘round and they shout and sing
For your crime you will swing, it’s not a criminal thing
You’re riding away from me now
You’re riding away, I hope ya make it, hope ya make it
Really make it some day
You’re riding away from me now
When ya could be riding
Riding deeper and deeper into it now
And six black horses carry the cart
Carries your coffin away
Hey, six black horses carry the cart
Carries ya coffin away
Hey, You’re riding away from me now
You’re riding away, I hope ya make it, hope ya make it
Really make it some day
You’re riding away from me now
When ya could be riding
Riding deeper and deeper into it now
It’s not a criminal thing
People gather ‘round and they shout and sing
For your crime you will swing, for a spiritual thing
See this spirit rise…ridin’ away…
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GETAWAY
03:18
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GETAWAY (Victor Kennedy)
Getaway
Getaway
A black dog is steppin’ on my tail
Howlin’ at the moon, I can hear ya wail
And I get so sick and dirty hangin’ round with you
I tell you one thing, yeah
I’m gonna get away from you
Balck dog, get, get away
Been hangin’ ‘round you
And I’m bound to get to trouble when you come my way
I’ve been all around, been up and down town
Tellin’ you to get away
And every time I turn, look over my shoulder
Ya shadow won’t leave me
Black dog
Be gone…
I get so sick and dirty hangin’ round with you
I tell you one thing, yeah
I’m gonna get away from you
Ah get away…
And I get so sick and dirty hangin’ round with you
I tell you one thing, yeah
I’m gonna get away from you
Ah get away…away
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NEVER KNOW
04:22
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NEVER KNOW (Victor Kennedy)
Look out your window any other day
Be surprised what comes your way
Could be the hard sell
Ah, ya just can’t tell
Who’s livin’ above you
Who below
Who will come and who will go
Ya never know
Through days of wonder you walk alone
Through the desert through the snow
Crashin’ down in the alley
Skyscrapers in the valley
Who’s livin’ above you
Who below
Who will come and who will go
Ya never know
Who’s livin’ above you
Who’s livin’ above you
Really wanna know…
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BROKEN ENGLISH
05:36
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BROKEN ENGLISH (Marianne Faithfull)
Could’ve come through anytime
Cold lonely, your return
What are you fighting for
It’s not my security
It’s just an old war
Not even a cold war
Don’t say it in Russian
Don’t say it in German
Say it in broken English
Say it in broken English
Lose your father, your husband,
Your mother, your children
What are you dying for
It’s not my reality
It’s just an old war
Not even a cold war
Don’t say it in Russian
Don’t say it in German
Say it in broken English
Say it in broken English
What are you fighting for
What are you fighting for
What are you fighting for
What are you fighting for
What are you fighting for
What are you fighting for
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