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If I Wake
03:24
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If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die, oh, there’s gonna a big change my oh my
If I wake before I die, if I wake before I die
I walked into a bar and I ordered a drink
They were watchin’ the news, I didn’t know what to think
Asked the man beside me, please explain about the news
He said, 'Son, in this world the bad guys win, the good guys lose'
If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die, oh, there’s gonna a big change my oh my
If I wake before I die, if I wake before I die
I met some people and they seemed real nice
The more that we talked the more they tried to entice me
to join in their causes, didn’t interest me at all
they said 'see you at the march,' I said 'see you at the mall'
If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die, oh, there’s gonna a big change my oh my
If I wake before I die, if I wake before I die
Now there are thieves in the alley, there are thieves in bed
There are thieves who are starving, some have been wellfed
There are thieves with guns and bright shiny boots,
The ones you really gotta watch are the ones in suits
They’re swimming in the black while the planet bleeds red
Soon it’ll all be gone just like the prophets said
If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die
If I wake before I die, oh, there’s gonna a big change my oh my
If I wake before I die, if I wake before I die
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2. |
Times Like These
04:31
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Another party in an apartment on the other side of town
at times like these I wonder why I follow you around
I’ll have to watch you in your role as a temptress and as a fool
You got the touch it takes to make those wild-eyed dreamers drool
These eager girls and grinning boys that you say are your friends
Trying so hard to convince themselves they’re women and they’re men
Attempting to impress with desperate lies
They don’t even believe themselves, you can see it in their eyes
And at times like these I wanna
ride out to the city’s ragged edge
All I wanna do is ride
Like the brave and empty vagabonds
with nothing left to show and nothing left to hide
You talk about the trips you’ll take someday to Paris and Rome
and I sit and watch the game, and I wait to drive you home
Once again it’s plain to see you’re the star tonight
you spent two hours at the mirror so you could look just right
And at times like these I wanna
ride out to the city’s ragged edge
All I wanna do is ride
Like the brave and empty vagabonds
with nothing left to show and nothing left to hide
The prairie stretches wide, it invites me
To lose myself in its open spaces
Stop runnin’ these human races we run
You and me babe, our race is run, all done
And at times like these I wanna
ride out to the city’s ragged edge
All I wanna do is ride
Like the brave and empty vagabonds
with nothing left to show and nothing left to hide
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3. |
The Freeway and the Lane
03:33
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Freeway, freeway, what secrets do you hold?
What mysteries do they pursue?
Well I used to follow too
But here I am walkin down this sweet country lane
and the shade of the trees and the cool of the breeze
make me sane again
Freeway, freeway, you used to lead me where I’d go
But now I’ve breathed the country air
And I want to be there
So here I am walkin down this sweet country lane
and the shade of the trees and the cool of the breeze
make me sane again
What is to be gained from the rush of the crowd?
Workin at nothing and talkin so loud
And God give me hope making my choice
between the freeway and the lane
Freeway, freeway, don’t you beckon with your luring charm
A city kid like me might heed
Though I bet you’d do me harm
But here I am walkin down this sweet country lane
and the shade of the trees and the cool of the breeze
make me sane again
What is to be gained from the rush of the crowd?
Workin at nothing and talkin so loud
And God give me hope making my choice
between the freeway and the lane (x2)
between the freeway and this sweet country lane
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4. |
Blackbird
02:55
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly, all your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see all your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly, all your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting... for this moment to arise
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5. |
Nuestra primavera
03:47
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Nuestra primavera siempre tarda en llegar
Mientras el resto del continente
se divierte con el sol brillante
para nosotros siempre hay que aguantar… un poco más
Tenemos que esperar algunos días largos
que venga ese calor tan deseado
a derretir a nuestros corazones congelados
Nuestra primavera siempre tarda en llegar
Mientras el resto del continente
se divierte con el sol brillante
para nosotros siempre hay que perdurar… un poco más
Tenemos que esperar algunas semanas largas
que venga esa luz tan anhelada
a encender a nuestras almas congeladas
Nuestra primavera aunque tarde en llegar
Que sea presa en el hielo del nefasto invierno
Sabemos que un día vendrá a derrocar al tirano
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Briefcases in hand, we've come up from the south,
come with the truth ready to spew from our mouths
we've come here to show you that life can be good
to help you to live the way we think you should
We want you to know that we're full of ideals
we want you to know our good intentions are real
but now that it's winter we don't know what to think
there's nothing to do but watch TV and drink
Come now Rosie, won't you turn out the light
Come warm up this northern Saturday night
Everybody's gone down to the community hall
the place is in a haze of cigarettes and alcohol
everyone's here just to have some good fun
everyone's here except the priest and the nuns
See all those young people they've come from the reserve
They wear their hearts on their sleeves just to cover their nerves
and those drunks in the corner that can't hardly see
well the big one's an off-duty RCMP
Come now Rosie, won't you turn out the light
Come warm up this northern Saturday night
Rosie I'm tired and bewildered and drained
this is not turning out to be just what I claimed
it would be way back when, so won't you give me your hand
though I see in your eyes that you don't understand
Come now Rosie, won't you turn out the light
Come warm up this northern Saturday night
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7. |
When the Muse Calls
03:27
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When the muse calls out
When the muse calls your name
When the muse comes by
When the muse comes your way
When the muse floats along
When she’s floating on a breeze
When the muse calls out
When the muse calls and
speaks to your heart and sings to your soul
When the muse comes to play don’t turn away
When the muse slides by
When the muse graces your day
When the muse steps out
When the muse says that you may
When the muse shines
When the muse shines a light
When the muse calls out
When the muse calls and
speaks to your heart and sings to your soul
When the muse comes to dance don’t miss your chance
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8. |
Basic Iberian Blue
03:37
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9. |
The Dictatorship of Now
05:06
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Everybody wants a big house in the burbs
Everybody wants to lie on a Caribbean beach
Everybody wants a big flat screen TV
Everybody wants to drive an SUV
Nobody ever wants to count the cost
Nobody thinks about what's been lost
Nobody wants to hear the sirens of doom
Nobody wants to see the planet's wounds
And we don't ask why, only wanna know how
The future's got no place in the dictatorship of now
Big Image, Big Ego, Big Dreams
Polish up your life make it shine on the screen
Big Data, Big Oil, Big Lies
Party on while the wheel of progress slides (into the ditch)
And we don't ask why, only wanna know how
The future's got no place in the dictatorship of now
And we don't ask why, only wanna know how
The children got no hope in the dictatorship of now
Everybody thinks they should have it all
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10. |
Soul of a Man
03:38
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I want to ask a question, please answer if you can
is there anybody's children can tell me, tell me
What is the soul of a man?
I heard some people talkin, I just came up in time
They was teachin the lawyers and the doctors,
that a man ain't nothin but his mind
Won't somebody tell me, answer if you can
I want somebody to tell me, tell me now, what is the soul of a man
I've travelled distant countries, travelled to the furthest land
I couldn't find nobody could tell me, tell me
nothin 'bout the soul of a man
But I read the Bible often, and I try to read it right
so far as I can understand,
it ain't nothin but a burnin light
Won't somebody tell me, please answer if you can
I want somebody to tell me, tell me now, what is the soul of a man?
When Jesus taught in the temple, the people all stood amazed
he was teachin the lawyers and the doctors
how to raise a man up from the grave
Won't somebody tell me, answer if you can
I want somebody to tell me, tell me now, what is the soul of a man?
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