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God's Great Banana Skin (1992)
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I feel your heat in dusty whispers
The wind is cold around your moon
It's getting hard to keep our distance
I know your time is coming soon
Don't point your dream on my horizon
Don't take your rose too far from home
Please don't forget we're not each other
Each soul has black thorns of his own

I see you dancing
Your song is clear
You've got to show me, got to show me
There's nothing to fear
Nothing to fear
I have my loved ones you have yours
So let us gaze upon the feast
In God's own name let's eat together
In God's own name please come in peace
See how our children play together
While you and me we stand alone
I know we'll never be each other
If I leave you leave me alone

I see you dancing
Your song is clear
You've got to show me, got to show me
There's nothing to fear
Nothing to fear




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The weak and hazy shades of winter sun
Come shining through
Lifting fog from the trees and a gentle warm breeze
Send it up in to the blue

Blue sky and you come creeping through my soul
Goodbye our love's smoking too
And the sound of those Italian engines
Is much more the sound of you

Miles was a cigarette smoky and long
Gonna miss what I never had
Now that cigarette is gone


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Go down my road running just as fast as I can
Nobody knows which is the better way
But when that man in the sky points his finger at you
Don't you ever think no-one's better than you

God's great banana skin
Don't you laugh at nobody
You'll let the bad luck in
God's great banana skin
It's the way that it gets you
With every day good luck comes in the strangest of ways
Just keep your head down don't listen what your ego will say
'Cos when that man in the sky points his finger at you
Don't you ever think no-one's better than you

God's great banana skin
Don't you laugh at nobody
You'll let the bad luck in
God's great banana skin
It's the way that it gets you

God's great banana skin
God's great banana skin

When that man in the sky points his finger at you
Don't you ever think no-one's better than you
Don't you ever think no-one's better than you

God's great banana skin
Gonna get you
God's great banana skin




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Well I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I told you so many years ago
They're all gonna end up, end up this way

Well the fat man took my money
And the daughter won't give it back
The fat man took my money
Sons and daughters won't give it back
Put my family out on the street
Put my marriage on the rack

Well they steal your water
And if you want some you got to pay
The greenies point their fingers
The people know better they don't listen what they say
They live in fear and frustration
Oh their crappy lives why should they give a toss anyway

Nineties blues
Nineties blues
Nineties blues



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Say good morning this is your lucky day
Most of your problems they're gonna slip away
Oh I'm gonna help you, I can show you the way
So give me so time my friend and hear what I say

You got too much pride, too much pride
Drive yourself crazy, you got too much pride

Take a look at the downside anyway that you choose
Out here on the upside you ain't got nothing to lose
Oh I'm gonna help you, I can show you the way
So give me some time my friend and hear what I say

You got too much pride, too much pride
Drive yourself crazy, you got too much pride

Too much pride it will drive you wild
It will burn your soul, cut you deep inside
Drag you down, get in your way
So take a look my friend listen what I say

You got too much pride, too much pride
Drive yourself crazy, you got too much pride




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Take a look what's be going on behind me
I swear to God this ain't no making of my own

That stupid cupid arrow
Lost for years and never found me
Now she's dancing on my history
And she drives the dagger home

'Cos when I see that angel walking past my window
When I see that angel walking past my door
I know what this tired old heart's been waiting, waiting for
Boom boom
Boom boom

And I can't win
There ain't no us denying
So many years of experience
Tell me it's so

That stupid cupid arrow
Lost for years and never found me
Now she's dancing on my history
And she drives the dagger home

'Cos when I see that angel walking past my window
When I see that angel walking past my door
I know what this tired old heart's been waiting, waiting for
Boom boom
Boom boom




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I may look like a stranger with nothing to say
Silent in the corner while you're talking away
Your theories are endless, your lips never sleep
No time for reflection, there's no tongue in your cheek

Oh no, I ain't fool here
Oh no, I ain't fool here

The muscles in your mouth must be stronger than steel
You can talk till forever but ain't got no feel
Your scull must be empty, your brain cells run dry
Calling everybody
Learning nothing till the day that you die

Oh no, I ain't fool here
Oh no, I ain't fool here




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There she goes, the one that I love
The one I've been waiting for
The one I've been dreaming of
There she goes, but she'll never be mine
Wasted all of my chances
Run clean out of time

There she goes with the wind in her hair
And a smile on her face
She doesn't know what I'd give just for one moment
To be in his place
Anyway
Take a look, there she goes
Take a look, there she goes

There she goes with the wind in her hair
And a smile on her face
She doesn't know what I'd give just for one moment
To be in his place

Anyway
Take a look, there she goes
Take a look, there she goes


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I got my red shoes on
Got my red gloves too
Made my decision
Gonna see this one through
Too late, I can't stop now
Open the door, I'll get through somehow

Deep in my darkest night
I always had a star that shone so bright
Star of hope, shine on me
I can take what comes my way
Whatever goes down, whatever they say
Star of hope shine on me

'Cos I'm ready
Oh I'm ready

Deep in my darkest night
I always had a star that shone so bright
Star of hope, shine on me
I can take what comes my way
Whatever goes down, whatever they say
Star of hope shine on me

'Cos I'm ready
Oh I'm ready




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Black dog barking in the cold grey light
He pulls the chain and he pulls it tight
This ain't no lonesome wail that boy ain't faking
He bites the steel and he claws the ground
He pulls again and he spins around
His eyes are raging and his burning lungs are steaming

He wanna walk in the sun
Feel love like anyone
No one knows that black dog better than I
I said no one knows that black dog better than I

When I see his running I can see me
Teeth in the collar and he's tearing it free
Spit out the leather and the cold studs that kept you from singing
Run till you're bleeding run till you're hot
till the memory of all this you've long since forgot
Run till forever till the bells of your freedom are ringing

He wanna walk in the sun
Feel love like anyone
No one knows that black dog better than I
I said no one knows that black dog better than I



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Soft top, hard shoulder
See me running down that line
I can't stop too much older now
Let it run in overtime
Run till it breaks up
Overheats and explodes
Pick up what's left of me
Leave the rest of it way down that road

Soft top, hard shoulder

Soft top, hard shoulder
Step in to the flame
Blue centre, so much colder
Won't be the same again

I'm gonna run till it breaks up
Overheats and explodes
Pick up what's left of me
Leave the rest of it way down that road
Soft top, hard shoulder




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