Strike up the band - Baby - East Coast West Coast Girl - She Knows
Dance to the Beat - Here in the Night - Goldfinger - Longer
Bottle - I'm Not Dead Yet - Welcome Home
Strike up the band
Now they say he's somebody else,
when he strikes up the band love.
He moves around like something else,
and the moment it hits dear,
They said,
Out came the lights, came the sound
and the moment he spoke
Out in the dark of the crowd well the silence it broke,
and they bury you in the show.
Now they say he's somebody else,
when he opens his lips love
moments and lovers flow out from his mouth,
and the moment it hits dear,
They said,
Out came the lights, came the sound and the moment he spoke,
Out in the dark of the crowd well the silence it broke,
and they bury you in the show.
Down came the lights, came the sound and the moment it goes...
Now in the dark of the night how the silence it showed.
He pounded the beat on his chest till the melody rose.
They said out came the lights, came the sound and the moment he spoke,
Out in the dark of the crowd well the silence it broke,
and they bury you in the show.
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Baby
Caught on the downside,
lost beneath the weight of lesser men.
So lengthy to realize,
you were better off where you began.
Because your body is fleeting
the chances, depleting;
you're lost in your reasons,
the movement is calling you in.
You wanna shout it out.
You wanna shout it out
and by the sound of it,
well you wanna come back baby,
wanna come back now.
Out and by the sound of it again,
you wanna shout it out.
Taken aback love,
by the silence hanging overhead
and still you cant realize,
you were better off where you began.
Because your chances depleted,
the silence is heated;
You lost him but found all your reasons,
the movement is pulling you in.
You wanna shout it out.
You wanna shout it out
and by the sound of it,
well you wanna come back baby,
wanna come back now.
Out and by the sound of it again,
you wanna shout it out.
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East Coast West Coast Girl
My love lives on the west coast, moves like the east coast.
My love dresses in old clothes, breathes San Francisco.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire,
and she's lighting a fire.
My love shakes like the west coast, twists like the east coast.
My love moves like the ocean, slow and soft spoken.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire,
and she's lighting a fire.
My love lives on the west coast, hails from the east coast.
My love sways in the street lights, dances past midnight.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire,
and she's lighting a fire.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire over you.
And she's lighting a fire,
and she's lighting a fire.
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She Knows
This is why she never stayed,
because her love was always away.
Now she lies under these leaves,
placed beneath the whispers and weeds.
Ash to ash to dusty old floors,
once a girl; standing no more.
Speaking soft over the soil,
how she moves at the sound.
She's breaking my heart every which way now and they say,
she knows.
And now that the dawn couldn't be more dark they all say,
she knows.
She's breaking my heart every which way now.
Oh this night he moves so slow,
treading soft out through the snow.
Village lights break through the wind,
gone so long, home once again.
Through the streets he moves towards her door,
longing harsh to hold her once more.
But oh this house sits quiet and still
how he died at the sound.
She's breaking my heart every which way now and they say,
she knows.
And now that the dawn couldn't be more dark they all say,
she knows.
She's breaking my heart every which way now and they say,
through the dust and the leaves,
how could it come to this?
She knows, she knows.
She's breaking my heart every which way now and they say,
she knows.
And now that the dawn couldn't be more dark they all say,
she knows.
She's breaking my heart every which way now.
This is why she breathes no more,
because her love was lost in the war,
But now he stands over these leaves,
and the townsmen heard him sing...
Lalala.
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Dance to the Beat
Now in the silence the morning brings,
swaying alone in the subtle breeze,
how he moved against his will,
above his love.
Here's to the nights wrapped up in the sheets,
here sat, these martyrs for love so sweet,
the ending was near,
the wind it sat somber and still my love.
Now she retains only older words,
pulled from his lips in the silent stirs
of the nights he squeezed her hands against his chest.
And they just danced to the beat,
they moved around them on the balls of their feet,
and they both spun around the crest of the room,
These debutants they grabbed their chests.
Still as they danced to the beat,
the crowds all turned on their feet,
and when the silence cleared.
Heres to the sting of her fathers hands
placed on his back sat the masters brand.
Though death lingered clear,
his curtain it opened it's wings my love.
The guests clutched their chests, as they took the room,
the band silenced fast, still the booming boomed,
their hearts how they beat,
a rhythm so sweet
for two.
And they just danced to the beat,
they moved around them on the balls of their feet,
and they both spun around the crest of the room,
These debutants they grasped their chests.
Still as they danced to the beat,
the crowds all turned on their feet,
and when the silence cleared.
How the wind it howled,
as they made their way to the willows,
Their chants rang clear,
the noose!
They sing, they're singing now.
And they just danced to the beat,
they moved around them on the balls of their feet,
the crowd they stood around the edge of the room,
he pulled her hard against his chest
the way they were
and they just danced to the beat,
the crowds all turned on their feet,
oh bring the silence dear.
The ending was near,
his moments were fading my love
tomorrow I fear,
wont come.
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Here in the Night
Out in the night where the silence rings clear,
all of the houses sit quiet and still now.
Nothing but cars in the distance to hear.
Here he sat somber retracing his past in his eyes.
Here sit the neighbors their faces in tears,
moving so slow to console the departed.
How they all say they were able to hear
the sound of the crack from their living room spaces.
A bullet it moves around 800 miles an hour.
In less than a second he wiped it away,
all of the moments his mind it had saved.
Here in the streets how the shot it rang out to the night.
The recoil could be heard from miles away,
a permanent fix to a temporary problem.
This was the moment the handgun it screamed at the head.
And this was the moment the handgun it screamed at the head.
Oh and he died so young.
This was the moment the handgun it screamed at the head.
And this was the moment the handgun it screamed at the head.
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Goldfinger
She woke on her own again,
at three am,
she plays it in her head
he's with her still.
cause he swore he'd be back,
but he's never alone,
he's moving so slow to pick up the phone
She assures herself, a victim of his games here.
His messages only hold so much truth,
she's silent again,
and trying hard not to cry.
She's moving down the road,
three cars behind,
she follows, echos slow
his every move.
cause he swore he'd be back,
but he's never alone,
he's moving so slow to get to the phone,
assures herself, a victim of his games here.
His messages only hold so much truth,
she's silent again,
and trying hard not to cry.
So wipe away these tears,
and try to make some sense,
of this love affair, how cold, this faux romance.
So golden in the flames,
His fingers stroke her face,
Their candles flicker,
here's his mistress, here's their place.
he swore he'd be back,
but he wasn't alone,
he's getting up slow, explaining along,
assures her he's a victim of her games here.
and here in the night, where the air lingers thick,
he's holding her hands,
and begging her not to cry.
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Longer
She used to listen when you played the guitar
these simple movements never took us that far,
light up the night and love we'll move with such ease,
we were bad, we were bad,
we were bad, we were bad.
Break up the silence with my old radio,
push on the gas love, and away we will go.
We chase the morning and we do what we please,
we were bad, we were bad,
we were bad, we were bad.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
Sing us a song and make it last longer.
Lets kill the lights before they know we're not home,
in twos and threes we'll make our way to the show,
Strike up the band love, how you play with such ease.
You were bad, you were bad,
you were bad, you were bad.
These are the nights I pushed myself through the pit,
holding myself up by my arms and my wits,
Light up the silence how we've got the disease,
You were bad, you were bad,
you were bad, you were bad.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
Sing us a song and make it last longer.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
And you want a way out of it, out of it now,
sing us a song and make it last longer.
Sing us a song and make it last longer.
Sing us a song and make it last longer.
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Bottle
Here's to the bottom.
Here's to the moments in the dark,
how the night sits still.
Stretched on the mattress,
she sleeps in the silence,
no remorse for these words that bruise him softly.
Down here, the walls are changing slowly.
Down here, the walls are moving faster than some.
Here's to the bottle,
constant to smooth away the fears of this aging man.
Here's to the night life,
he couldn't believe the way the words fled her lips to beat him senseless.
Down here, the walls are changing slowly.
Down here, the walls are moving
faster than some of his winters left,
and slowly it pulls at his chest.
Down here, the walls are changing slowly.
Down here, the night it carries on.
Down here, the fickle hearted
bastards and bottles they break and burn,
apart from the scaring he's sure he'll turn
out better from this broken heart.
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I'm Not Dead Yet
This was the moment that rang out so clear,
lying alone on the couch.
clutching her pillow,
she wipes out her tears
now is the right time to go.
pressing her hands to his over coat,
she pushes him up against the wall.
saying I'm not dead yet,
no I'm not dead yet.
Here under starlight she holds out her hands
never to return again.
Waving goodbye to these older made plans,
she steps in the drivers seat and
pressing her hands against her over coat.
she pushes her foot to the floor.
Saying I'm not dead yet,
no I'm not dead yet.
Pressing her hands against her over coat,
forming the words upon her lips.
Saying I'm not dead yet,
no I'm not dead yet.
No I'm not dead yet.
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Welcome Home
Hello love your bags are packed,
you move alone, you move along
this dusty road that leads you on
this place you've feared and never thought...
welcome home.
This is where you laid your things,
now placed amidst these younger themes.
Set beneath an empty sky,
the city lights still stain your eyes.
But lover you make up the reasons that hold you down.
And speak slowly my dear, or you'll never be heard.
How the woods, they whisper slow,
the words that only you now know.
Pulled from ashes on the breeze,
you burn your past, your memories.
But my lover you make up the reasons that hold you down.
And speak slowly my dear, or you'll never be heard.
And these nights how they pull up the reasons you never let go.
And love don't be afraid or you'll never be heard.
But my lover you make up the reasons that hold you down.
And speak slowly my dear, or you'll never be heard.
And these nights how they pull up the reasons you never let go.
And love don't be afraid or you'll never be heard.
Called to say your bags are here,
they're all intact, they're all intact,
this dusty road, that leads you on...
