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Half A Loaf
04:24
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I was on a roll
Thinking of buying a new begging bowl
Maybe a shirt
Or something to eat other than dirt
Things were looking up
A shiny new penny dropped into my cup
I’ll get a patch, a little piece of heaven
Never lower than a 3 never higher than a 7
When I awoke
I had half a loaf
But now I get the joke
Half a loaf and not enough rope
3rd Chorus:
Now the revolution spins back to the centre
The revolution spins back, back back to the centre
My get-rich slow plan is going nicely
I have nothing to show for a life lived wisely
You pay your money to scratch your itch
You end up in goal at the low end of the pitch
Outro Narration:
When I awoke it had been a long time since I spoke
There's nothing much to write home about
I look different these days but I still talk the same
One crisis drops off the news cycle another one takes its place
By now the revolution is no more than a memory for some
The stuff of legends for others
Seems like the end of The Golden Age of Everything
The unstoppable flow of wealth from the many to the few
is fascinating and frightening to watch
Enabled by the aspiration of the many to become one of the few
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Pastures New
03:54
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Chorus:
Oooooooooh Pastures new
And the feelings that grew
From the stories told
About pastures old
Verses:
You sent me down the river in a basket
You waved your flag from the roof of city hall
As I floated past it
“You look harmless” is what you said
That look, that look, that look, that look
It stands me in good stead
The sins of a former me visit me it’s true
I could have changed my ways
But where would that leave you?
So what if I spend my days
On dreams that don’t come true?
Cause life is short and nights are long
And you just want something new
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You can let me out right here
I can’t go the distance
I had all the right words
I just didn’t have the time
But I did have a gun
And you think you’re the funny one?
Everything’s good Marie
Everything good except me
I can handle my own demons
But when mine and yours
Combine their force
You might as well just pull the curtains
And lock all the doors
Lay low my love
Lay low my love
And you think you’re the funny one?
You say I’m heaven to you
You say I’m heaven to you
Heaven to you, heaven to you
You say I’m heaven to you
In the sense of being full of false promise
And fabricated niceness
To make you feel small
And not really there at all
Lovers throw themselves at me
But nothing sticks
And you think you’re the funny one?
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4. |
Drive The Bus
03:04
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Keep the day job baby
Keep on slipping, sliding in the gravy
And now that everybody’s rich
You’re looking like a star but you’re living in a ditch
(And you know) No one ever had enough of too much
Swallow your pride, stand aside and look but do not touch
Bite The Hand That Feeds
Never gives you what you need . . . . . . (anyway)
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