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Course to Nowhere
05:12
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All that's left are just grains of sand where once the mighty river ran
It's a course that leads to nowhere, in a dry and dusty land (coughs)
Nowhere!
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The wind is whipping at the window
Dust’s a Devil at the door
Thunder frightened off our scarecrow
Water’s flooding from below
Cobwebs heavy on your conscience
While you sweep away the silt
Try to pass a bill in Congress
That will wash away all your guilt
Put down your coal
It’s played out it’s role
Pick up your Sons and get ready to run
The Storm is screaming as it brews
Lightning’s flashing hellish hues
Mississippi’s rising like the blues
Tide is rising even faster
This whirlwind’s no romance
Politicians profit from disaster
if they're given half a chance
Big business is still taking
‘cause seedy leaders say
Scientists are faking
all the data in their way
Put down your coal
It’s played out it’s role
Look at the sun and get ready to run
The Storm is screaming as it brews
Lightning’s flashing hellish hues
Mississippi’s rising like the blues
Wind is whipping at the window
Dust’s a Devil at the door
Thunder frightened off our scarecrow
Muddy Water from below
Cobwebs heavy on your conscience
While you sweep away the silt
Try to pass a bill in Congress
That will hide away all your guilt
Put down your coal
It’s played out it’s role
There goes your sun so get ready to run
The storm is screaming as it brews
Lightning’s flashing hellish hues
Mississippi’s rising like the blues
Mississippi’s rising like the blues
Mississippi’s rising like the blues
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3. |
Crack in the Dark
03:07
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See the good or the bad one
Do you know who to blame?
Are they here with their Cell phone?
Is it always the same?
Do we walk on the pavement
With our hearts in our hands?
Never look where we’re going
Never see where we stand
You can find the crack there in the Darkness
You can find the tinniest ray of light
Just believe what your heart says
Make it right!
Couples eating at tables
With their phones and a spoon
Tagging each other with labels
Texting to other rooms
When you forward on Twitter
Are you sure that it’s true?
Does it make the world better?
Does it show the real you?
You can find the crack there in the Darkness
You can find the tinniest ray of light
Just believe what your heart says
Make it right!
We don’t need the whole story
When we propagate hate
If the headline is gory
Do you click on the bait?
When you see them on Twitter
Ragged, dusty, enroute
Head down palm up and bitter
Is it them? IS IT YOU?
You can find the crack there in the Darkness
You can find the tinniest ray of light
Just believe what your heart says
Make it right!
Just believe what your heart says
Make it right!
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4. |
Mendip Now
02:39
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She said “the Busking is better in Bristol
down here, your music is lame”
I said it’s simply ‘cause you actually hear them
They’re using gear that raises their game
The Keyboard guy that works down the lane
is playing songs that all sound the same ...
... His talent really used to make us feel proud
but now in Mendip, he’s never that loud.
You’re in Mendip now
You’re in Mendip now
Where no amps are allowed
Gotta please the crowd, sing above the row
But no amps are allowed
The Council needs to take the trash away
That’s what someone said about us today
It make their week when they turn ‘round and lay
Restrictions on how where and what we can play
We’re in Mendip now
We’re in Mendip now
Where no amps are allowed
Gotta please the crowd, sing above the row
But no amps are allowed
No amplification, no backtracks here poppet
No pickup or loopers, Ed Sheeran can hop it
You can’t use a mic or an overdrive box
an electric guitar or an amp made by Vox (no)
We’re in Mendip now
We’re in Mendip now
Where no amps are allowed
Gotta please the crowd, sing above the row
But no amps are allowed
We’re in Mendip now
We’re in Mendip now
Where no amps are allowed
We’re in Mendip now
We’re in Mendip now
The Council’s so proud
(Ladies and Gentlemen the electric guitar solo)
(Laat Vai Steve!!)
(Hold on, where’s that bass coming from?)
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5. |
Web of Lies
04:30
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I tried for years and years
to get inside her head
But all that time was wasted
Her “friendship” and her bed
There never was sincerity
and all the things she said
were drafted and conceptualized
To hide a hidden thread
Looking at the way it ties
Unraveling a web of lies
In her head and through her eyes
I’m looking for the grand disguise.
Looking at the way it ties
Unraveling a web of lies
In her head and through her eyes
I’m looking for the grand disguise.
I hid myself from warnings
Ignoring what was said
A nagging doubt was dawning
a morning sky of red
A voice inside spoke up at last
like dreams will often do (it said:)
“The way she’s treating others
is the way she will treat you”
Looking at the way it ties
Unraveling a web of lies
In her head and through her eyes
I’m looking for the grand disguise.
Looking at the way it ties
Unraveling a web of lies
In her head and through her eyes
I’m looking for the grand disguise.
The truth came by to sort me out
one windy winters’ day
My sky was littering with crows
to carry love away
We reap just what we sow they say
I knew our time was done
When comes a time of reckoning
the race is truly run
Looking at the way it ties
Unraveling a web of lies
In her head and through her eyes
I’m seeing through the grand disguise.
Looking at the way it ties
Unraveling a web of lies
In her head and through her eyes
I’m l seeing through the grand disguise.
Yeah I’m looking at the way it ties
Unraveling a web of lies
In her head and through her eyes
I’m seeing through the grand disguise.
In my head and through my eyes
At last I see the grand disguise.
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6. |
Roads of England
03:50
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7. |
The Orange
03:03
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Lying cheating lemon with an orange for a face
You love your hair but you don’t care
about the human race.
Narcissistic bully with a flapjack on your head
you’ll sell your soul and dig for coal
‘till all the planet’s dead
Now that you’ve conquered all the fools
You seem to think that you don’t need the rules
Why would you put up all those walls?
Is it to make up for your tiny ... hands?
Because of Daddies credit you’re now a self made man
Trust fund baby, grab that lady
Cash in while you can
Xenophobic cretin with a mind that’s out to lunch
Your solution - just to nuke ‘em
Give that switch a punch!
Now that you’ve conquered all the fools
You seem to think that you don’t need the rules
Why would you put up all those walls?
Is it to make up for your tiny ... hands?
Your name here!
Don’t get cocky ‘cause you’re “in”
You know what’s on our minds
Russian dealing, secret emails starting to unwind
It gets rocky when your sins are there for all to see
Who knows what the FBI could find? Well see.
Presidential pimping with a product you can sell
You can tweet it and repeat it
Give us TV hell
Misogynistic pervert with a Barbie on your arm
We have seen her, Miss DeMeanor
She could do you harm.
Now that you’ve conquered all the fools
You seem to think that you don’t need the rules
Why would you put up all those walls?
Is it to make up for your tiny balls
Your so called “vision” for the climate causes world alarm
You’ll drill for oil, pollute the soil
until we buy the farm
Lying cheating lemon with an orange for a face
You love your hair but you don’t care
about the human race.
You love your hair but you don’t care
about the human race.
You love your hair but you don’t care
about the human race.
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8. |
Goodbye to Venice
07:58
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As Venice sank beneath the waves, we set out from the coast
Through puddles on the pathways, a sad and weary host
The dams were cracked from lack of rain, no-one had planned ahead
Fighting over water there and droves were lying dead
We’d waited and delayed too long to halt the Earth’s decay
our ice had turned to rivers and Greenland slipped away yeah
slipped away, slipped away
What did we need to stop all the madness?
Where was the door that lead to the light?
Can we unlock the fear of our sadness?
Can we explain what gave us the right?
Greenland covers Venice now, just war and pain remain
No rainbow for a broken vow, the flood has come again
All the bankers chose to stay to guard the wealth they’d stored
Our journey lasted 40 days ... and then our spirits soared
An island never seen before, rising sun with shielding hands
Golden beach and pristine shore - Greenland’s virgin sands yeah oh yeah
virgin sands, virgin sands
The signs were there, were all around
We found our future sunny
The greatest gift that we have found?
We have no need of money
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9. |
Containment
02:10
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Alan Day England, UK
Alan played with the South African cult band Falling Mirror before joining Graham Weir’s Elastic Band.
followed by 10
years of Pink Floyd tribute shows.
In 2010 he was asked to score the music for the film “the Meaning of the 21st Century” based on the book by James Martin
Alan has also worked with fellow Bandcamp artist Jonathan Velthuysen.
Now retired he has finally begun to explore songwriting.
... more
Alan Day recommends:
Well crafted songs, a great voice delivered from the heart. A true talent.
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