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Jim Capaldi Album


Short Cut Draw Blood (1975)
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Capaldi

Goodbye love I'm leavin'. I won't bring you down.
I can't stand to see you grieving. So I'm just gettin' out of town.

Chorus:
It's goodbye love.
Goodbye love.
Goodbye love.
Goodbye love.
I don't wanna go and you know.
I don't wanna lose this good thing we found.
I don't wanna lose. It'll only bring you down, love.
We had a love hate relation. You know that's no good girl.
Something about you baby, it's gotten into my blood.
Chorus:
It's goodbye love.
Goodbye love.
Goodbye love.
Goodbye love.
I don't wanna go and you know.
I don't wanna lose this good thing we found.
I don't wanna lose. It'll only bring you down, love.

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Capaldi

Everyday I watched you walkin'; walkin' by my window pane.
From the first time that I saw you baby, I knew I'd never be the same.
Chorus:
I wanna give you my lovin'. Could you ever love me too?
But you never seem to notice me, or what I'm goin' through.
It's all up to you.
Everyday I hope you see me, maybe look at me and smile.
But you always seem to look right through me.
I just break down and cry.

Chorus: (twice)
I wanna give you my lovin'. Could you ever love me too?
But you never seem to notice me, or what I'm goin' through.
It's all up to you.
Come on down to my street baby and let me make you feel a part of everything I have to offer you, of everything inside my heart.
Chorus:
I wanna give you my lovin'. Could you ever love me too?
But you never seem to notice me, or what I'm goin' through. It's all up to you.
I would give you the sunlight baby, to keep you warm the days grow cold. And the love we have together darling,
It will never grow old any more.
Oh baby, it's all up to you.

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Love hurts, love scars, love wounds and mars
Any heart, it's not tough or strong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a flower, holds a lot of rain
Love hurts

I'm young, I know, but even so
I know a thing or two I've learned from you
I really learned a lot, really learned a lot
Love is like a stove, burns you when it's hot
Love hurts, oo love hurts

Some fools dream of happiness, blissfulness, togetherness


Some fools fool themselves, I guess, but they're not foolin' me
I know it isn't true, I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie, made to make you blue
Love hurts, oo love hurts

Some fools dream of happiness, blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves, I guess, but they're not foolin' me
I know it isn't true, I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie, made to make you blue
Love hurts, love hurts, oo love hurts
Oo love hurts, yeah love hurts ....

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The Slickers

*Walkin down the road with a pistol in your hand.
Johnny too bad. Whoa.*
Repeat*
Chorus: (Twice)
You're gonna run to the rock for rescue.
There will be no rock.
*One of these days when you hear that voice say come.
Who you gonna run to Whoa.*
Repeat*
Chorus: (Twice)
You're gonna run to the rock for rescue.
There will be no rock.
Walkin' up from Birmingham with a pistol in your waist.
Johnny too bad Whoa.
Struttin' around in Basing Street with a pistol in your hand
Johnny too bad Whoa.

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Well you can build all the buildings that you want in this world till a man can't see a thing
Keep on spraying the crops with your suicide juice till the birds no longer sing
Speed up the production on your automobiles and make the profit that the labor brings

But I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud

Well you can build all the airplanes and the bombs that you want but you know that it don't scare me
Build a brick wall around your entire population then try and tell 'em that they're free
You can keep on drilling for your precious oil until you've even messed up the sea

But I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud

Well you been wheeling and dealing like a man with ten arms just to keep your out of style plan
You been putting out pressures squeezing the Earth like a snake with an iron hand
You'd like to kill off every indian in the jungle that's living and take away his land

But I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud ...mud

Well you keep on spewing out your dirt and your filth till the air begins to choke
Keep on playing the stupid games with your dagger and your cloak
But you won't get me working in your factory because I've thrown away the yoke

And I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood, yes it will
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud... mud!

Short cut draw blood!
Short cut draw blood!
Short cut draw blood!
Short cut draw blood!

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Capaldi

1984 might be a good year
But it won't be so good for you and me
They've already got us surrounded
There's nothin' but disharmony

You don't realize they got you categorized
So subtle it can't be detected
They got a chain around your brain, and you might as well be lame.
It's too late you're already infected, ha.

Universal love can be a good thing
If everybody stays on their own soil
It's when everybody tries to get together
That's when the blood begins to boil.

Birds of a feather will always flock together,
No matter what the situation.
But when they tried to build the Tower of Babel
It turned out to be God's damnation
It turned out to be God's damnation
It turned out to be God's damnation! Hey!


Though a man has walked in space,
Sent a rocket up to the moon.
We're still no nearer to the stars
In fact we're running out of room.

Destruction is a black mushroom (mushroom)
Growing out of politician's hands. (oh yeah, yeah)
This government speaks about freedom (freedom)
But they bring nothing but destruction to the land. (ow!)
Absolute power corrupts absolutely (yeah)
We need decentralization. (what's that s'posed to mean?)
Cut down the power and you'll cut down the size. (that's right!)
That's our only salvation, woah!


Though a man has walked in space,
Sent a rocket up to the moon.
We're still no nearer to the stars
In fact we're running out of room.


We're living on a marble, we're living on a marble.

There go your feet
There go your knees
There go your hips
There go your waist
There go your elbows, your shoulders
There goes your heartbeat!

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Capaldi

He tries so hard to get himself together.
But he's so weak he couldn't lift a feather.
And it looks as though it's gonna be bad weather,
When he comes down from the clouds.

His mother says, I wish he'd should stop his drinking.
He's like a ship that's on the verge of sinking.
But she don't see his pupils as they're shrinking,
When he's away in the clouds.


He's just a boy with a problem he caun't conceal.
He thinks he's controlling his habit,
But soon from this earth
He will leave


He used to be a very happy fellow,
And everything he did was very mellow.
But now his skin is slowly turning yellow,
Looking just like a bad dream.

He used to play a melody so pretty.
On a silver stick a long way from the city.
But now my heart is so filled up with pity.
What can we do with him now.


He's just a boy with a problem he caun't conceal.
He thinks he's controlling his habit.
But soon from this earth
He will leave


I'm gonna write a song and send it to him.
And maybe he will see just what I'm feelin'.
I've still got love and hope and my affection,
To keep him from fading away.

The earth is pure, its veins are rivers of water.
And man should be as a father to a daughter.
But he does what he likes, because he thinks he's bought her.
Laughing while he injects her with his filth.


He's just a boy with a problem, lost out in space
We're turning him into a junkie, look at his face,
What a disgrace!

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Capaldi

Old man sittin' under a street beneath the concrete,
With his head between his feet.
Looks like he was accepting defeat.
So I walk up to him and I say,
Listen old man they wanna have it all your way.
He looked at me and smiled.
Then right before my eyes turned into a child.

Chorus:
Keep on tryin'. Gotta keep on tryin'.
Gotta keep on tryin', till it all works out.
I wandered on down the street, wonderin' who next I'd meet.
When around the corner came this girl,
she said her name was Pearl. I said "Hi my name's Jim".
We looked at the buildings. They were doin' us in.
Chorus:
Keep on tryin'. Gotta keep on tryin'.
Gotta keep on tryin', till it all works out.
Now everybody's walkin' about in them great big shoe.
Smilin' on their faces they look so amused.
I don't know why they wanna look so conspicuous.
Somebody ought to tell them they look ridiculous.
Chorus: (twice)
Keep on tryin'. Gotta keep on tryin'.
Gotta keep on tryin', till it all works out.

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Capaldi

Flyin' over the sea,
Oh how I wish it could be me.
Seagull flyin' over the sea,
Oh how I wish that it could be me.
But I'm grounded here, just like a stone.
Just like a king, who's lost his throne.
Oh the seagull, if I had your wings.
I could do so many things.
Fly away over the sun. Fly away over the moon.
Seagull flyin' over the sea . Oh how I wish it could be me.

Fly away to some distant shore,
And never be afraid any more.
Seagull flyin' over the sea. Oh how I wish it could be me.
Seagull flyin' over the sea. Oh how I wish that I could be free.
Seagull please don't wear a frown.
When you're flying high and you look down.
Seagull when you look down on me
Seeing a man who just wants to be free.
Seeing a man who just wants to be free.
Seeing a man who just wants to be free.

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