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A Generous Joy
01:37
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I spoke of the beauty of your face
Yesterday and today, not often but always
Oh face, face, face
Will you lose, will you lose the wonder
With which your beauty has seized
A generous joy?
A generous, generous joy
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I met her on probation with joggers
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore
She was crawling through the prairie near Poughkeepsie
And I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore
My hamster thought I'd changed my sex for ever
She said to me her Bassett hound was shy
But who'd have thought she'd bobsled on the Gong Show?
I now can kiss my credit cards goodbye
I met her at a truckstop riding shotgun
I can still recall the hearing aid she wore
She was slurping up linguini with Led Zeppelin
And I knew I'd never rate her more than 4
The blood test showed I'd live off her forever
She said to me she liked Spy Versus Spy
But who'd have thought she'd run off with her workmate?
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye
I met her on probation riding shotgun
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore
She was talking in Swahili in the moonlight
And I knew we'd really lost the last World War
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Coniferous Love
02:03
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By jove, by jove, by jove - I have another wife
By jove, by jove, by jove - I loved her with all my life
But you my second wife, are equal unto her
By jove, by jove by jove - my love is a conifer
By jove, by jove, by jove - this water is too hot
By jove, by jove, by jove - my daughter I have not
She left us in the night, to look for my first wife
By jove, by jove, by jove - my lover is a conifer
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Weight Super Curly Fine
04:30
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I came to look for you, down by the scene of the crime
Your blood and your sex-pest shoes, down by the scene of the crime
It can't be so, I searched all day
Well I've been here all night
He told me so: it's never been defined
Well that suits me just fine
A waste of real good words
The weight, the super, the curly, the fine
I worked all night, writing out these fucking lines
It can't be so; ripped and folded notes
I'll be here all night
It can't be so
A waste of real good words
Based on paper lines (black ink)
The weight, the super, the curly, the fine
Pointlessly refined
He told me so; I've worked all night
Writing out these fucking lines
Ripped and folded notes
I'll be here all night
Based on paper lines
Pointlessly refined
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Ring the Bell
02:44
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In the little harbour town of Elie & Earlsferry
There stands a cliff-top tower where the Lady Jane would bathe
And if the men upon the shore were deemed to be too many
They wouldn't get the chance to see the Jewel's of Ruby Bay
Ring the bell, ring the bell - I want to take off all my clothes
Ring the bell, ring the bell - you boys better pray now for my soul
Ring the bell, ring the bell - I do believe that you know why
Ring the bell, ring the bell - there's moisture down my inner thigh
Lady Jane, you're a saucy devil, gonna curse your famliy and make you pay!
Paint the soul, paint the soul, if you cannot paint the man
Paint the soul, paint the soul, use the finest paints you can
Hear the softness of her voice, as she turns her head to say
"Joshua, my dear friend, I'll see you down on Ruby Bay"
Lady Jane you're a saucy devil, gonna paint a ribbon around your neck!
Ring the bell, ring the bell - can you see my jewels glow?
Ring the bell, ring the bell - as the blood into it flows
Ring the bell, ring the bell - aw, you cannot blame the cold
Ring the bell, ring the bell - place your hand within my fold
Ring the bell, ring the bell - for I fear that I will die
Ring the bell, ring the bell - if you don't find these jewels fine
Lady Jane, you're a saucy devil gonna curse your family and make you pay!
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Fire on the Mountain
03:07
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Fire on the mountain, pirates on the sea
Why's everybody always picking on me?
Ruins in the desert, island made of trees
The wound of hell cuts Ethiopian scree
Mourning for the husband, paint your houses white
Pulling with the left hand, pushing with the right
Coffin made of cardboard, decorate with chalk
Tattoo the face with glasses, take a walk into the dark
Those brave souls who carry the dead
Those brave souls who carried the dead
The Great War, the Christians, the Muslims, the Plague
Water and uranium, people drowned on land
Burning through the concrete, rushing through the sand
Shaking the foundations, covered by the sea
Break the composition of the garden, rocks and trees
Those brave souls who carry the dead
In gas-masks, with spraypaint, in orange and red
Those brave souls who carried the dead
Red Cross, Red Crescent, blood moon, blood red!
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The Vatican
04:42
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Champagne for the Horses
05:15
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For god's sake, if we're gonna do this, let's do it in style
We're gonna miss Caruso, if you don't put some fire under it
Ist das nicht besser? Oh Molly bitte
Champagne for the horses! The best!
This is a gala performance! The best!
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Formed Not Born
04:27
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She was formed, she was not born
With the clay from the river, she was as grey as the morn
They were dust and nothing more
They were that which a woman in travail hath brought forth
Womb or tomb? Just dust postponed
In the great gate of sunset, a small stone, a large stone
She pours forth no water, she utters no spells
She will dwell for the ages in a (lofty) shining abode
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Randan Discotheque is the muscial arm of the Scottish artist Craig Coulthard. Sometimes a band, currently solo.
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