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Critic of the black and white. It's your first night.. The Passion Play gets in the way,. Spoils your insight.. . Tell me how the baby's made,. How the lady's laid,.
Crew Nights
Tear it down in double quick time. To get the eighth truck shifted 'bout midnight. The locker rooms are empty but the (Strobo Tickers?)(strobe boats?).
Crazed Institution
Just a little touch of make-up; just a little touch of bull;. just a little 3-chord trick embedded in your platform soul;. you can wear a gold Piaget on your Semaphore wrist;.
Crash-barrier Waltzer
And here slip I --- dragging one foot in the gutter --- some only son's mother. Baker Street casualty. in the midnight echo of the shop that sells cheap Old Lady Grey; crash-barrier waltzer --- radios. And there sits she --- no bed, no bread, no butter --- on a double yellow line --- where she can park anytime. move the old lady on. Feet in sticking plaster --- Oh, Mr. Policeman --- blue shirt ballet master. his Romeo to her Juliet. Strange pas-de-deux --- Her sleeping draught, his poisoned regret. No drunken bums allowed to sleep here in the crowded emptiness. I'll pay the bill and make her well - like hell you Oh officer, let me send her to a cheap hotel --- bloody will! to be still more independent. No do-good over kill. We must teach them.
Conundrum
Away out in Egypt in the valley of kings. Where the mummified pharaohs. Pretend dead in their sleep. . Don't touch, never ever steal. Unless you're in for the kill.
Coronach
(Words and music by David Palmer). . Grey the mist --- cold the dawn;. cruel the sea and stern the shore.. Brave the man who sets his course. For Albion..
Commons Brawl
All right and honorable gentlemen. And lady, too. Will kindly try to restrain themselves. In derring-do. . As verbal hard graffiti flies. And echoes wall to wall.
Cold Wind To Valhalla
And ride with us young bonny lass ---. with the angels of the night.. Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite on an out-size. unicorn.. Rough-shod winging sky blue flight on a cold wind.
Circular Breathing
Pick up my wings and fly. Into a constable sky.. Look down on the world and try. To make you out on the distant ground.. Lonely toy in a lost toy-town..
Christmas Song
Once in Royal David's City. Stood a lonely cattle shed,. Where a mother held her baby.. You'd do well to remember the things he later said.. When you're stuffing yourselves at the Christmas parties,.
Cheerio
Along the coast road, by the headland. . The early lights of winter glow. . I'll pour a cup to you, my darling. . And raise it up, say, "Cheerio". . Related.
Cheap Day Return
On Preston Platform. Do your soft shoe shuffle dance. Brush away the cigarette ash. That's falling down your pants. And then you sadly wonder. Does the nurse treat your old man.
Cat's Squirrel
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Come Cryin' To Me
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Carry You To Safety
I promise this: I'll never take you for granted. Without a kiss I knew you're all that I wanted. You walked into the room and in a word you owned it. I couldn't move, I was locked into that moment.
Commonplace Streets
(Olson) Gunflint Music BMI. . This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket. Reminds me I had twenty. What somebody said to someone. You'd think that worries him.
Crowded In The Wings
(Louris, Olson) Pedal Blue Music/Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. BMI. . It's taken you so long. Where can you be?. I woulda laid my life down for you.
Clouds
(Louris, Olson) Pedal Blue Music/Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. BMI. . God of the rich man ain't the God for the poor.. God, men and the state hospital is closed, and wouldn't you know.
Come To The River
My harp is tuned to the mourning wind. My flute to the voice that weeps within. And I taught the widows' hearts to sing. You're such a nasty little girl.
Closer To Your Side
Please let me be the one. To see you in the day. To know you in the night. I'd run to your side. Better know that you're from. Another side of town, long way.
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