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Turmoil
04:28
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Let me tell you about a girl from a two-bit town
Where the height of entertainment is another mindless beating
I met her in a dingy club where the wounded come to dance
She was wearing Topshop's summer line and swaying to The Smiths
She's been reading all the magazines
Dreaming of the lives she sees
She said 'I would sell my soul to live that life'
I said 'Someday we'll get out, but this town will never change'
See, the thing about this girl, it isn't her sense of style
It isn't her taste for indie; it's that she has a dream
She wants to be a little more than a sales assistant
But there's nothing in this place, just disappointment
She's been staring at the silver screen
Dreaming of the lie she sees
She said 'I would sell my soul to live that life'
I said 'Someday we'll get out, but this town will never change'
There's turmoil in this town
What do you we do now?
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2. |
Social Circle
03:38
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They dance to songs of discontent in a place of ill repute
There's panic on the streets of everywhere and the government needs the boot
Someone hung the DJ and fed him to the crowd
We've acted like scum for long enough it's time to make a stand
He's been with her
She's been with him
She never wanted anyone and he only loves himself
She's been with her
He's been with him
It's a fucked-up social circle that we're in
They drink recipes of long-dead men watered down for twice the price
They all want to change the world; they think their apathy will suffice
Everyone's fucked the barmaid and no-one's called her back
We've acted like scum for long enough it's time to make a stand
He's been with her
She's been with him
She never wanted anyone and he only loves himself
She's been with her
He's been with him
It's a fucked-up social circle that we're in
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3. |
Let Her Be
03:22
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The whispers in the playground
From children full of spite
They don't seem to understand
How she lives her life
She likes the girls
But they don't like her
A best friend's shame at one simple kiss
And suddenly she's a joke
Let her be who she wants to be
She could be anyone she wants
Let her live how she wants to live
Let her love whom she wants to love
And as she gets older
It doesn't get any easier
Those things that grew upon her chest
She wants to cut them off
She doesn't like the boys
But they still like her
For some reason they seem to think
They can change her mind
Let her be who she wants to be
She could be anyone she wants
Let her live how she wants to live
Let her love whom she wants to love
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4. |
Burn It Down
04:38
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If you want to burn it down you have to start a fire
And if you want to turn around, you have to know what you're turning from
It's taken me years to see that we hold ourselves back
From achieving all the things in life we want to do
I'm setting you free so you can be all that you dreamed
You deserve to be happy, full of contentment, full of pride
If you want to burn it down you have to start a fire
And if you want to turn around, you have to know what you'e turning from
Take a look at yourself, take a look at your life, take a look at your soul
Do you like what you see, or is there something you would change?
It's not too late for you to live the life you want
Forget your fears, turn back the years, you're not too old
If you want to burn it down, you have to start a fire
And if you want to turn around, you have to know what you're turning from
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Mistakes
04:01
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I wrote a song to apologise
But filled it full of excuses
Never asked for your forgiveness
Just assumed it would be given
It took a long time for me
To come to terms with my regrets
But now I see that they paralysed me
Learn from my mistakes
These are cautionary tales
You always said I'd amount to nothing
And I did nothing to prove you wrong
You made me think that I was worthless
I nearly threw my life away
But I'm glad that I persisted
'Cause I turned my life around
Now if you saw me, you'd barely recognise me
Learn from my mistakes
These are cautionary tales
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6. |
Calexico
03:50
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Driving down the Pacific highway, headed down to Mexico
Just picked up Langford in San Francisco, we're on the road
Staying up and telling stories, til we can't stay awake
Trying to come to terms with all of our mistakes
Let's lay in the sunshine and sleep the day away
I can think of nothing better I could do today
I'm not certain if this is where I'll stay
But I know I'm never going home
Stopping off in Tijuana, to stock up on Corona and lime
We'll drink the night away til we lose all sense of time
Perhaps we'll pick up tequila...esta es la vida...¿a donde vamos?
I don't have the answer...let's just go get lost
Let's lay in the sunshine and sleep the day away
I can think of nothing better I could do today
I'm not certain if this is where I'll stay
But I know I'm never going home
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When Daylight Breaks
04:15
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Just an innocent girl, lost in love with me
Wise beyond her years, yet naïve to a fault
I should have walked away, but everytime I tried
You'd say 'It's okay, we're fucked up you and me'
We were lovers and we were confidants
We were many things but we were never friends
When daylight breaks we cannot hide
The truth is written in our eyes
This is the end, you know I'm right
When daylight breaks we cannot hide
The truth is right there for us to find
We've been chasing fantasies and ignoring truths
Don't leave my side tonight, please just keep me warm
As the breeze from the window makes me cold for one last time
This is the same bed, but these are strange times
I can't fall asleep 'cause this embrace will be our last
We were lovers and we were confidants
We were many things but we were never friends
When daylight breaks we cannot hide
The truth is written in our eyes
This is the end, you know I'm right
When daylight breaks we cannot hide
The truth is right there for us to find
We've been chasing fantasies and ignoring truths
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Memory
04:33
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You should never have opened your heart to me
You should never have let me in
I've ruined everything I have ever touched
And now that this is over
The anger in your eyes breaks my heart
Like it's never been broken before
I wish the best for you
Despite everything I put you through
I know that you'll go far
All of this will be a footnote in your past
You and me will be just a memory that you want to forget
I hope you meet someone special
Who's in every way your equal
Who'll make you feel like you're his entire world
You'll smile on your wedding day
In those pictures you'll hang in frames
Above the mantle-piece in your perfect little home
You'll raise such gorgeous children
So smart and yet so humble
They'll hang on your every word
Yet you'll never tell them of me
You and me will be just a memory that you want to forget
You and me don't have to be a memory, if we can learn to forget
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9. |
Hungover On Broadway
03:32
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My friends and I loiter on the pavement
Speaking in native tongues
And clutching empty bottles
A gang of four, we live our teenage lament
Hoping to find some meaning
But in this wasted domain we're dreaming
You can't control the outcome, but you can plot the course
It's only the pessimist in you that's making these matters worse
So go and lose control, speak and bare your soul
Fight until the bitter end
We'll dance as long as the music plays
Then stumble home down Broadway
Nurse our hangovers and do it all again
The hands of time, turn faster than you realise
We went our separate ways
To find our own direction
But it's not over
For as long as we're breathing
We'll always have the music
And the memories we made
You can't decide the destination, so you may as well enjoy the ride
Awaken the optimist in you and have a sense of pride
Then go and lose control, speak and bare your soul
Fight until the bitter end
We'll dance as long as the music plays
Then stumble home down Broadway
Nurse our hangovers and do it all again
Go and lose control, speak and bare your soul
Fight until the bitter end
We'll dance as long as the music plays
Then stumble home down Broadway
I've said my piece now, go on, have your say
What you waiting for?
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10. |
Electric Blue
03:53
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Hey!
Hey you, in the electric blue
Come dance with me
We could be together for tonight
Or for eternity
Na na na na na na na
Hey!
Hey you, in the electric blue
Come dance with me
We could be together for tonight
Or for eternity
Na na na na na na na
I saw you dancing with your sister looking gorgeous in an electric blue dress
I knew I had to make your acquaintance, so I offered you a drink
(And to my surprise, you said okay)
So we had a dance and realised that we shared some of the same favourite songs
I offered you my number, but you gave me yours instead
You said 'That's not how this works'
Na na na na na na na
Hey!
Hey you, in the electric blue
Come dance with me
We could be together for tonight
Or for eternity
Na na na na na na na
I saw you wearing that same outfit and you're still gorgeous in that electric blue dress
I know I may not show it but I feel blessed that you came into my life
(Even though I said I wouldn't fall for anyone)
You offered me a choice back then and I'm pleased to say that I made the right one
If I had that night all over, I wouldn't change a thing
Na na na na na na na
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The Pocket Symphony Orchestra UK
Barry and Darren met in the summer of '99, discovering their mutual love of music and have been friends ever since. They started a band, which lasted six years before an indefinite hiatus was called. They both began other projects but, when all of those folded, came together in 2012 to write and record again. This gradually developed into The Pocket Symphony Orchestra. ... more
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