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BLUR lyrics - Parklife

Pressure On Julian

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Only the magical transit children, sing sing a lullaby bah, bah, bah Sitting on a pavement sucking on a long straw It's colourful, It's colourful, but it washes you out Here is my violence and here is the excuse I learnt it all, but only second hand Falling into walls, well what is it with you You'd never know, never know, never know We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way Pressure on Julian Swimming in yellow pissy water, sand getting in between the ears No blood in head in this bloody weather Irate people with yellow tongues Only the magical transit children, sing sing a lullaby bah,bah,bah Falling into walls, well what is it with you You'd never know, never know, never know We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way Pressure on Julian (There was pressure on Julian, pushing trolleys in the car park From B to A then back to B Pressure on Julian Passing out, precious little snout The birds are singing at night The birds are singing at night, Pressure on Julian) We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way Pressure on Julian

No Lullaby

JETHRO TULL "Heavy Horses"
Keep your eyes open and prick up your ears --- rehearse your loudest cry. There's folk out there who would do you harm so I'll sing you no lullaby. There's a lock on the window; there's a chain on the door: a big dog in the hall. But there's dragons and beasties out there in the night to snatch you if you fall. So come out fighting with your rattle in hand. Thrust and parry. Light a match to catch the devil's eye. Bring a cross of fire to the fight. And let no sleep bring false relief from the tension of the fray. Come wake the dead with the scream of life. Do battle with ghosts at play. Gather your toys at the call-to-arms and swing your big bear down. Upon our necks when we come to set you sleeping safe and sound. It's as well we tell no lie to chase the face that cries. And little birds can't fly so keep an open eye. It's as well we tell no lie so I'll sing you no lullaby.

Sing You Children

ELVIS PRESLEY
Oh Jonah he was desperate in the belly of the whale Well Jonah had a plan, he knew he couldn't fail He raised his head on high And looking for the sky And he sang his song so pretty The whale told him goodbye You got to sing you children sing Sing you children sing I only know one thing, hey! hey! hey! Sing you children sing, everybody Sing you children sing Sing your troubles away Well Moses said good Lord Open up these waters for me So I can get your children Across the salty sea Well the Lord parted the waters And singing hand in hand Moses and the children Walked over to the promised land You got to sing you children sing Sing you children sing I only know one thing, hey! hey! hey! Sing you children sing, everybody Sing you children sing Sing your troubles away Oh Joshua had a plan At the walls of Jericho He'd march around those walls And on his horn he'd blow That horn would play a tune And sing a happy song When Joshua got through Those walls came tumbling down You got to sing you children sing Sing you children sing I only know one thing, hey! hey! hey! Sing you children sing, everybody Sing you children sing Sing your troubles away You got to sing your troubles away Sing your troubles away Sing your troubles away Sing your troubles away Sing your troubles away

Where Are You Now, My Son?

JOAN BAEZ "Where Are You Now, My Son?"
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead An aging woman picks along the craters and the rubble A piece of cloth, a bit of shoe, a whole lifetime of trouble A sobbing chant comes from her throat and splits the morning air The single son she had last night is buried under her They say that the war is done Where are you now, my son? An old man with unsteady gait and beard of ancient white Bent to the ground with arms outstretched faltering in his plight I took his hand to steady him, he stood and did not turn But smiled and wept and bowed and mumbled softly, "Danke shoen" The children on the roadsides of the villages and towns Would stand around us laughing as we stood like giant clowns The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger And they spoke their only words in English, "Johnson, Nixon, Kissinger" Now that the war's being won Where are you now, my son? The siren gives a running break to those who live in town Take the children and the blankets to the concrete underground Sometimes we'd sing and joke and paint bright pictures on the wall And wonder if we would die well and if we'd loved at all The helmetless defiant ones sit on the curb and stare At tracers flashing through the sky and planes bursting in air But way out in the villages no warning comes before a blast That means a sleeping child will never make it to the door The days of our youth were fun Where are you now, my son? From the distant cabins in the sky where no man hears the sound Of death on earth from his own bombs, six pilots were shot down Next day six hulking bandaged men were dazzled by a room Of newsmen. Sally keep the faith, let's hope this war ends soon In a damaged prison camp where they no longer had command They shook their heads, what irony, we thought peace was at hand The preacher read a Christmas prayer and the men kneeled on the ground Then sheepishly asked me to sing "They Drove Old Dixie Down" Yours was the righteous gun Where are you now, my son? We gathered in the lobby celebrating Chrismas Eve The French, the Poles, the Indians, Cubans and Vietnamese The tiny tree our host had fixed sweetened familiar psalms But the most sacred of Christmas prayers was shattered by the bombs So back into the shelter where two lovely women rose And with a brilliance and a fierceness and a gentleness which froze The rest of us to silence as their voices soared with joy Outshining every bomb that fell that night upon Hanoi With bravery we have sun But where are you now, my son? Oh people of the shelters what a gift you've given me To smile at me and quietly let me share your agony And I can only bow in utter humbleness and ask Forgiveness and forgiveness for the things we've brought to pass The black pyjama'd culture that we tried to kill with pellet holes And rows of tiny coffins we've paid for with our souls Have built a spirit seldom seen in women and in men And the white flower of Bac Mai will surely blossom once again I've heard that the war is done Then where are you now, my son?

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

THE JEFF HEALEY BAND
Look out across the fields, see me returning Smoke is in your eyes, you draw a smile From the fireplace where my letters to you are burning You've had time to think about it for a while Well, I've walked two hundred miles, look me over Its the end of the chase and the moon is high It won't matter who loves who You'll love me or I'll love you When the night comes falling When the night comes falling When the night comes falling from the sky I can see through your walls and I know you're hurting Sorrow covers you up like a cape Only yesterday I know that you've been flirting With disaster you somehow managed to escape Well, I can't provide for you no easy answers Who are you that I should have to lie You'll know all about it, love It'll fit you like a glove When the night comes falling When the night comes falling When the night comes falling from the sky I can hear your trembling heart beat like a river You must have been protecting someone last time I called I've never asked you for nothing that you couldn't deliver I've never asked to set yourself up for a fall I saw thousands who could have overcome the darkness For the love of a lousy buck, I've watched them die Stick around, baby, we're not through Don't look for me, I'll see you When the night comes falling When the night comes falling When the night comes falling from the sky In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection It was on the northern border of Texas where I crossed the line I don't want to be a fool starving for affection I don't want to drown in someone else's wine For all eternity I think I will remember That icy wind that's howling in your eye You will seek me and you'll find Me in the wasteland of your mind When the night comes falling When the night comes falling When the night comes falling from the sky Well, I sent you my feelings in a letter But you were gambling for support This time tomorrow I'll know you better Where my memory is not so short This time I'm asking for freedom Freedom from a world which you deny And you'll give it to me now I'll take it anyhow When the night comes falling When the night comes falling When the night comes falling from the sky

Famous Blue Raincoat

Jennifer Warnes "Famous Blue Raincoat"
(L. Cohen) It's four in the morning, the end of December I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your house deep in the desert Are you living for nothing now, hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night when you planned to go clear Did you ever go clear? Ah, the last time we saw you, you looked so much older Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder You'd been to the station to meet every train But she never turned up I'm Lili Marlene And you treated some woman to a flake of your life And when she got home she was nobody's wife. Well I see you there with a rose in your teeth One more thin gypsy thief Well I see Jane's awake She sends her regards. And what can I tell you oh what can I tell you What can I possibly say? I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you I'm glad that you stood in my way. And if you ever come by here, be it for Jane or for me I want you to know your enemy's sleeping, I want you to know your woman is free. Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never really tried. And Jane came by with a lock of your hair She said that you gave it to her That night when you planned to go clear Sincerely, a friend

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