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Graham Parker lyrics - 12 Haunted Episodes

Pollinate

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C Dm7 C F C I can feel it in the air I can smell you everywhere C Dm7 C F C I don't know if you're receptive so l will play the love detective C Cos when the bees buzz in the apple blossoms Dm7 F they don't think about their fate C F Wake up now don't hibernate C F the birds are singin' on the garden gate C F the fruit is sweet upon your plate C F C F Come on baby don't berate me let me in you know you sate me Dm7 C when we pollinate Let me know your fickle heart I only wanna play my part and we will be resurrected and in the sweetest way infected and when the bees buzz in the cherry blossoms they don't analyse their fate Don't think I'm a degenerate if I want to consummate people think I'm filled with hate They've got it wrong that's out of date I only live to be your mate Baby let's pollinate I stood beneath your balcony I unleashed a symphony Juliet was not at home She took a train and went to Rome But I will follow anyway and try not to be late My ticket will not terminate While the birds are singing on the garden gate and the fruit is sweet upon your plate Come on baby don't berate me You must know you fascinate me when we pollinate Don't think I'm a degenerate if I want to consummate Baby I'm not filled with hate that's all wrong that's out of date I only live for that perfect state when we pollinate

Tell It Like It Is

ETTA JAMES "These Foolish Things - The Classic Balladry Of Etta James"
If you want something to play with Go and find yourself a toy Baby, my time is too expensive And I'm not a little boy If you are serious Don't play with my heart, it makes me furious But if want me to love you Then, baby, I will, girl, you know I will Tell it like it is Don't be ashamed to let your conscience be your guide But I-I-I-I-I know deep down inside of me I believe you love me, forget your foolish pride Life is too short to have sorrow You may be here today and gone tomorrow You might as well get what you want So go on and live, baby, go on and live Tell it like it is I'm nothin' to play with, go and find yourself a toy But I-I-I-I-I Tell it like it is My time is too expensive And I'm not your little boy [FADE] Mm mm, tell it like it is

Father's Song

JONAH33 "The Strangest Day"
Trying to catch this phenomenon is like trying to capture a flame Everyone wants to save the world but no one will take the blame And when will we learn the end result of our negligence Something's wrong, it's not quite right, we have misplaced common sense Excuse me but has anyone seen everyone's dad? 'Cause a boy is the only thing that God can use to make a man And a boy is the only thing that God can use to make a man Point the finger at education and we curse the silver screen The prison system regurgitates and we wonder what does this mean And boys will be boys but not without a man called dad Something's wrong, the boy moves on to try to live a life That he's never had, to try to live that he'll never have Look around the family is a dying breed And broken homes become majority And the future is always born from example So where are the men that God gave the responsibility to lead

Live Before I Die

MARINA KAYE "Fearless"
I'm older than my years So much younger than my fears The hour last was turned so many times Destiny, it [?] Which try to learn to play them Sometimes we get it wrong I wanna live before I die The sweet and bitter taste To stand around the air So close to the flame With fire in my beds I know I must to try To live before I die I stay [?] than these rooms Drown in the grey [?] And only those who knew me Are the one's that I will miss Destiny, it [?] Which try to learn to play them Sometimes we get it wrong I wanna live before I die The sweet and bitter taste To stand around the air So close to the flame With fire in my beds I know I must to try To live before I die I say into the mystic Where nobody goes I'm safe when all within me Every scene will be exposed I wanna live before I die The great and [?] life For never no in while How could I deny It was no [?] pain I know I must to try To live before I die I know I must to try To live before I die

When The Bough Breaks

THE AGONIST "Lullabies For The Dormant Mind"
Alone... she was... and we face this journey alone... Helpless and weak, dependent on others' decisions and needs. But who's to say what is right? To protect a soul or to save a life? Is it a plague or a gift -- the ability to create in the way of the Gods? We are instinctual artists. Atlas had nothing on what we've got. When half a race carries the weight of existence and society shuns most circumstances, reputation screams to conform and cast out anything deviating from the norm. The only way to believe your lies is to spread them far and spread them wide. Creation like a limitless universe... but boundaries are what defines your size... Wake up. Remember nightmares by sharing them upon gaining consciousness. A flooded nation is soon to spoil so wave your flags west! Equality will never be attained when blaming Eve for the sins we've gained. A fighter untilthe end -- but sympathy only kicked in once she was dead. The sacrifice of a life, or rather an exchange, instead. Pity, regret and sorrow turned to hope, but even then the newborn winds up dead. Black -- white, wrong -- right. Quite a simple hypocrisy. Since when is an accident a responsibility? If you play God once, I can play God twice. Give me the decision and I'll handle the fight. Materialism now subsides. Tradition exists when no one has the guts to change. Someone asked me what difference One can make, one day. For we're the moss; the Earth -- the stone, so let us do as did the Tree. For silence will long be ignored, and action recognized quickly. What if? I should have... Hindsight always haunts me. A thosand Judases could never stop me. Slings and arrows disappoint and taunt me. But I'm not wrong, and I'll sacrifice everything just because I know the way since the beginning. ...hindsight always haunts me, and then the bough breaks.

Story Of The Blues

GARY MOORE "1982-94-Ballads Blues"
My baby she's left me My baby she's gone My sweet little angel spread her wings and flown I think of a reason For going on From this day, i will play , the blues she said it was over this time it's the end bad luck and trouble gonna be my only friend i still can't beleive it after all we've been through everyday, i will play, the blues everybody, knows what the blues is all about it's the pain you can't live with it's the woman you can't live without she came from chicago she read me the news in the headlines, was a story, of the blues They say a broken heart can always mend that time is the healer the sadness will end well i've done so much crying when will i laugh again till that day, i will play, the blues everybody knows what the blues is all about it's the pain you can't live with it's the woman you can't live wihout could have cried ma a river when they told me the news on that day, was a story, of the blues

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