tales_from_the_riverbank
Bring you a tale from the pastel fields
Where we ran when we were young
This is a tale from the water meadows
Trying to spread some hope into your heart
It’s mixed with
i_got_you
I feel good
I knew that I would now
So good
So good
I’ve got you
I feel nice
Like sugar and spice
So nice
So nice
I’ve got you
funeral_pyre
Down in amongst the streets tonight
Books will burn, people laugh and cry in their turmoil
(turmoil turns rejoiceful)
Shed your fears and lose your guilt
Tonight we burn r
in_the_city
In the city there’s a thousand things I want to say to you
But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas
But y
standards
Oh we make the standards and we make the rules
And if you don’t abide by them you must be a fool
We have the power to control the whole land
You never must question our motive
stoned_out_of_my_mind
Baby when I found out you were lying
Playing around and conniving
Undesired tears I was crying
’cause sugar coated as I was buying
I was just a backseat driver in a car
boy_about_town
Boy About Town
See me walking around i'm the boy about town that you heard of
See me walking the streets i'm on top of the world that you heard
Oh like paper caugh
town_called_malice
TOWN CALLED MALICE - 13/02/1982
3 week at #1 - 8 weeks on chart
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life
'Cos it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for t
burning_sky
Dear,
How are things in your little world, I hope they’re going well and you are too.
Do you still see the same old crowd, the ones who used to meet every friday.
I’m really
and_your_bird_can_sing
Tell me that you’ve got everything you want
But you don’t get me
You say you’ve seen seven wonders
And you’re bird is green
But you don’t see me
When your
big_bird
Open up the sky
’cause I’m coming up to you
So send down your wings
It’ll bring me to you
You know I’m standing at the station
Ready to go
Big ol’ ai
sounds_from_the_street
Sounds from the street, sounds so sweet
What's my name?
It hurts my brain to think
Sounds from the city, sound so pretty
Young bands playing
Young kids digging - And
move_on_up
Hush now child and don’t you cry
Your folks might understand you by and by
Move on up towards your destination
You may find from time to time
Complications
Bight y
shopping
High town - high street connections
With clothes at the top of my list
You could steal things from the jewelry department
But you can’t take kind or steal a kiss
As I fl
bricks_&_mortar
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