1. |
She's An Illusion
03:12
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"She's An Illusion"
Black leather boots and (oh) blue jeans on
Folks still talking when she's long gone
She rolled into town in a big black caddy
With smiles like the sun, a beautiful mystery...
She's an illusion, prettiest montage
There's no confusion, sheeee's a mirage...
Won't hang around for much too long
just enough time to sing her song
Shades pulled down and long, long, long hair
She talks to herself when nobody's there
She's an illusion, prettiest montage
There's no confusion, sheeee's a mirage
Sheeeee's an illusion, prettiest montage
There's no delusion, she's a facade...
Pour another whiskey (oh) into that glass
Don't waste your time, she's much too fast
The stuff that she takes for the things she seen
You get the picture...you know what I mean...
She's an illusion, prettiest montage
There's no confusion, sheeee's a mirage
Sheeeee's an illusion, prettiest montage
And there's no delusion, She's a facade...
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2. |
Heartland
04:09
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"Heartland"
I gazed across the lonely lake
with thoughts of home, that I'd forsake
A sea of blue where the thistles grow
Lone piper plays in the street below
And trucks they trundle the cobbled close
Tenements held with lines of clothes
Takes me back oh to the Heartland
Way back to the Heartland..
Takes me back to the Heartland
Way back...oh yeah...home....uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
I looked back from the other side
All those moments and thoughts collide
The old looms clack on the tartan plaid
Bobby mourns where his masters laid
The rag and bone man he scours the street
Looking for treasures that he might keep
Takes me back oh to the Heartland
Way back to the Heartland
I, I wanna go to the Heartland
Away back...oh yeah...home...uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Every now and then I wonder
Are they taking care of her?
She'll always be held close to me
No matter where I have to be..
Takes me back to the Heartland
Way back to the Heartland
Takes me back to the Heartland
Away back...way back
way back..ohoh...way back...home...
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3. |
Little Black Book
03:09
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"Little Black Book"
Dark night is falling, the World is on fire
When no-one thinks and we all just a liar
You lose your job and your money for food
But it don't matter, it's for the greater good
Kids are starving we all feeling bad
Teenagers hurting, they messed up and sad
So shut your mouth and do what you do
Cause if you don't, well, they coming for you...
You're just a number
Written in somebody else's
Little black book
Little black book...
Sugared the streets in every town
No place to stay, it's bringing us down
Locked and loaded and ready to go
Hyped up and crazy, For what? We don't know
The World is online and news drives the fear
Folks hating folks, is all that we hear
So shut your mouth and just you be good
You wanna make it, well, you know that you should...
We're just a number
Written in somebody else's
Little black book
Little black book
Keeping the faith is way hard to do
You see the worst always around you
But reach deep inside and hold what is real
True hearts of gold, nobody can steal
Red, pink or green, it don't mean a thing
Be who you are and good you will bring
So shut your mouth and just you stay quiet
Coz if you don't, well, they come in the night...
You're just a number
Written in somebody else's
Little black book yeah
Little black book
Little black book yeah
Little black book
Little black book...
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4. |
Your Dreams
04:02
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"Your Dreams"
I'll tell you a story, of how it's gotta be,
You'll scale the mountains, dance on every peak
You'll take the sky and cruise amongst the clouds
Show all them angels, what they missing out...
Dream, your dreams
Dreeeeeaaamm your dreams...
When storms are brewing recognize the signs
Lift your head away up high, let that sparkle shine
When dust has settled, and gales are set to rest,
Sun will fill the sky again and you will be your best...
Dream, your dreams
Dreeeeeaaamm your dreams...
You'll take the World and hold it in your hands
Fly to every corner, discover distant lands
You'll dance the rhythm of the muted drum
Sing the dulcet tones, boost the quietened hum...
Dream, your dreams
Dreeeeeaaamm your dreams...
And when your story is almost told
You'll look back in awe coz dreams they don't get old
Just when you're through it's time to start again
Look for the rainbows dancing in the rain...oh...oh
Dreams, your dreams...yeah
Dreeeeeaaamm your dreams...
Ain't nobody gonna take your dreams...no, no, no
Ain't nobody gonna steal your dreams...yeah
Ain't nobody gonna take your dreams...no, no, no
Dream...your dreams...
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5. |
All That Glitters
02:58
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"All the Glitters"
He sits on his, his throne of gold
Broken memories, so tired and old
He points his wrath at everyone
He always was the prodigal son...
And all that sparkles isn't gold...no, no, no
It ain't diamonds you been sold
And all that glitters isn't gold...no, no, no
It's something else that you been told...
She sat in a, a million crib
Still she moans her diamonds lay outbid
The pain too much, her lot too rough
She tried, she really did, but - her life's too tough
And all that sparkles isn't gold...no, no, no
It ain't diamonds you been sold
And all that glitters isn't gold...no, no, no
It's something else that you been told..
With everything and nothing at all
They in search of something yeah
So sad to watch, its all concealed
Dirty little secrets, suddenly revealed...
And all that sparkles isn't gold...no, no, no
It ain't diamonds you been sold
And All that glitters isn't gold...no, no, no
It's something else that you been told..
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6. |
Blue Monday
03:33
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"Blue Monday"
Just another melancholy day
Its all too grey outside
Heavy rain comes a pouring
when the heavens collide
Drips they falling way too slow
Down that window pain
Like the tears in my heart
Lord here we go again...
It's a sad kind of Monday
Everyday is too blue
It's a sad kind of Monday
Why do you do what you do?
Stormy days they are a brewing
Of that I can be sure
Keeps on raining since my baby
Left me insecure
You took me for another fool
That just ain't alright
Maybe you thinking you so cool
With your parties all night?
Its a sad kind of Monday
Everyday is too blue
Its a sad kind of Monday
Why do you do what you do?
No sign, no tell, no clue
What you were gonna do
They said listen to me girl
He gonna wind up hurting you..
Bad weather's coming
That's alright, okay?
Got my coat, my hat, my gloves
And I'll be on my way..
It's a sad kind of Monday
Everyday is too blue
It's a sad kind of Monday
Why do you do what you do?
Its a sad kind of Monday
Everyday is too blue
It's a sad kind of Monday
Why do you do what you do?
Why do you do what you do?
Why do you do what you do?
Why do you do what you do?
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7. |
Deja Vu
03:10
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"Deja Vu"
Do you ever get that feeling,
You've been this place before?
With devils on your shoulders
And angels at the door.
No matter what they say,
The voice inside is loud,
Listen to that instinct
And you will stand proud...
Feels just like Deja Vu
I said it feels just like Deja Vu...
That fleeting little shiver
That gives you stop for pause,
Further down the road and
You see the route and cause.
Or strangers on the train
You recognize their faces
The foreign lands you went,
And knew all of the places...
Feels just like Deja Vu
I said it feels just like Deja Vu...
That long lost friend you had,
You wonder how they are
No sooner in your thoughts,
And they pull up in their car.
That dream that woke you up,
So vivid and so clear..
You didn't take that road,
Coz the voice it said not here...
Feels just like Deja Vu
I said it feels like Deja Vu
Feels like Deja Vu
Seems Like I've been here before...
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8. |
Rainy Tuesday
03:07
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"Rainy Tuesday"
I woke up to, yeah, to the morning news
To meet my child, yeah,
Whose tapping on the womb
Womb...the womb..
It's raining outside and my heart is blind
But my heart is so full of pride...
So, come tomorrow, yeah, I wanna see you grow
I wanna hold your hand, yeah, you ain't no seed of sorrow
It's raining outside and my heart is blind
But my heart is so full of pride...
I woke up to, oh, to the day with you
And I met my child, yeah, who is gonna bloom
It's raining outside and my heart is blind
But my heart is so full of pride...
(Rest Easy Ben. We did it. xx).
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9. |
Time Will Tell
02:42
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"Time Will Tell"
Walked a weathered road, time carried a heavy load,
Empty words is what I got, and forget-me-nots.
Long gone dried up tears, eyes full of hidden fear,
Of torment and pain, broken hearts for what gain?
Only time will tell,
Yes, only time will tell
What you did, when the world fell...
Written off like an old rag, what about the price tag?
All for good you said, condemned love to a grave.
One day you'll sit all alone, auto message on your phone,
Your best and only Friend, the day you reach a bitter end
Only time will tell,
Like the sound of a bell
What you did, when the World fell...
Gave your soul to the devil but you ain't nothing special
Not an ounce of shame coz it's...all just a game
Only time will tell,
Yes, only time will tell
What you did
Only time will tell
At the gates of hell
what you did, when the World fell
Only time will tell
Yes, only time will tell
What you did
Only time will tell
At the gates of hell
What you did, when the World fell...
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10. |
Friends in Black
03:49
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"Friends in Black"
She closed the curtains, and she locked the door,
She'll leave it all behind because it means nothing anymore.
The clock struck midnight on the darkened wall,
She wiped her tears, and she felt so small..
And the morning brought her friends right back
and she never thought it would end like that
Friends in black
too young for that
Friends in black
Riding the last Cadillac..
Plans they shared gone in just a day,
Entombed and forever now locked away.
She held the pictures so close and near,
Suddenly so precious and eternally clear..
And the morning brought some clarity
And she never thought this is how it be
Friends in black
too soon for that
Friends in black
Riding the last Cadillac..
And the morning brought her friends right back
And she never thought it could be like that
Friends in black
Too soon for that
Friends in Black
Too young for that
Friends in Black
Riding the last Cadillac...
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Riiver Brukes Montreal, Québec
Riiver Brukes makes soul drenched rock that refuses to behave: Scottish grit in the bones, Montreal haze in the lungs, and a voice that can purr like velvet one second and roar like thunder the next. Part blues, part alt-rock, part latin fire - always 100% authentic rebel. Love, loss, middle fingers to the machine, and hard-won hope, delivered raw, scarred and unapologetically her own way. ... more
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