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| Going Down The Road.mp3 | ||||
| Noctropolis.mp3 | 1.32Mb | 2:53 | ||
| End Of The Road.mp3 |
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| Silo Fire.mp3 |
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| Happy Fire.mp3 | lyrics |
1.53Mb |
3:20 | |
| On The Button.mp3 | lyrics | 1.94Mb | 4:14 | |
| Angel Walking.mp3 | lyrics | 2.05Mb | 4:28 | |
| Now You Are Leaving.mp3 | lyrics | 2.04Mb | 4:27 | |
| Rosa.mp3 | lyrics | 2.31Mb | 5:02 | |
| Going Down the Road
(dp Jan 24/05) Sung by Amber Harkins esq C G Am C Look Syl we're passing through Rivière-du-Loup G D C my New Brunswick's just up ahead Snow swirling round your beat off Chevrolet Windows wound down to let the flakes fly inside You always say winter's bite makes you feel so alive CHORUS 1 G C Em Oh Sylvain, je t'adore G C Em I promise to lay you down by the sea shore D C D C Waves will lull and set you free G C Em Phosphorescence light up your body When I first met you Sylvain, just a boyo from Guysborough You were clearly out of your league In big bad Toronto, where I had just moved to me a girl fresh from the Miramichi You're still the best thing to ever happen to me In McVeigh's bar, you summoned your charms and bought me drinks all through the night Told me stories of your family fishing boat Wreathed in phosphorescent light said we're both fish out of water in this Toronto Life CHORUS 2 Oh Geraldine, je t'adore I promise to lay you down by the sea shore Waves will lull and join you with me Phosphorescence light our your bodies I got work in a shop, you were a bike messenger courted a few months then we moved in together Didn't tell my folks that I'd shacked up so quickly My first time living away from the Miramichi They'd be after us to get married in a couple of weeks You took me up the CN tower one day To watch the grid stretch out to highways Said it's just like this town, you're only on top when you're looking down And your heart's a pillar of concrete But someday Geraldine I'll lay you down by the sea CHORUS 2 Then came the night when the music all stopped we were walking home and ran into a bunch of young thugs You took to your fists when one boy called me slut You hit him good but he ran a shiv right through your heart You died in my arms Syl before our lives could start. CHORUS 1 Look Syl there's the exit to my Miramichi your Nova Scotia not far down the road You're riding shotgun till I get you back to Guysborough to Charlo's Cove where the ice washes in with the tide You always said winter's bite made you feel so alive CHORUS 1 |
Silo
Fire
(Fall/03) Weatherman's telling me to wait a week But I can't wait anymore Natal Day fireworks postponed like the years before Then the Pier 24 grain elevators blew the day sky high Smelled baking bread all over town silos kept on burning down [CHORUS] You keep me going baby But this is the way that I go Never learned how to settle down But I ain't getting out of Dodge all alone So let's keep it burning baby til this old town's aflame keep the motor running till I jump back in again [REFRAIN] Keep the motor running, keep the radio humming Keep the engine gunning till I jump that fence again Keep the motor running, keep the radio humming Keep the tunes a bumpin till I jump back in again
An old man keeps enchanting The moon is rising, the tide's at zenith |
| Happy
Fire
TOP E E(dm) The despot's dead, the battle's over A the war has been won tear down the flags and statues and fire on high the guns E E(dm) Our tears are falling, skies are leaden F# A E Bullets are prayers sent straight to heaven From Kandahar to Kosovo Angola to L.A. revolution and celebration sound somewhat the same Machine gun please kill the pain Let your bullets fall like rain [CHORUS] F# A Wave your firearms in the air Bang! bang! like you just don't care What goes up must come down God is listening so fire another round F Shoot it up, fire it up G# A Lock and load and take it down When I get overjoyed there's only one thing left to do muckle on to my Kalashnikov and squeeze off a round or two Oh instrument of death and life I'll lay you down just not tonight [CHORUS] Happy fire at a wedding downs a plane near Mitrovica Happy fire in a Texas suburb puts a school kid in a coma respect our weapons, respect our culture when the good times roll better run for cover |
End
Of The Road
(Apr. 3/04) G C Swear you'll always be a friend but I don't need no more promising to stand beside me then running for the door Swear you'll never lie again never tell me no! swear you'll always cover me to the end of the road swear you'll always run with me to the end of the road
Will you take me to the corner I'll wake you when we reach the station |
| Now
You Are Leaving
TOP F C Now that you are leaving with a taste of me still sweet on your teeth F F did you come to conquer or were you in retreat? F C you just did what came naturally G F it's not so long since you slunk off that Peter Pan bus and now you're running off for somewhere else F C you're packing up now, you're leaving with a taste of me still sweet on your teeth Now that I am leaving your guilded lips and suffering you had to prove you were the hardest the slickest, the best you were always proving your sexual prowess you crave huddled masses but I wasn't hungry enough you're always holding, just holding out on me my bags are packed, it's time to go but I won't ever forget you, you know Now that you are leaving I wish you all the joy you couldn't find in me when our hearts got all fired up in ice cold boudoirs just remember me right in your half-assed memoirs did I talk too tough? did I play too rough? did I just not love you strong enough? it don't matter now you're going off for something new you're leaving me now, they all do Now that I am leaving have everything of me I can leave and I'll take a hit of your glorious metropolis all daring and cheap talk you fly-dawg, you hep-cat, you Hepburn, you Big Punisher you're too much, I'm keeping just what I can carry a bit of you is all I'm taking my bags are packed and it's time to go hey I won't ever forget you know |
Angel Walking
TOP E B D It's 3 a.m. and the minutes are crawling C G E The whole block is sleeping except for her and the clock Angel pulls on her coat and steps out into the rain The emptiness grows smaller the further she walks away She needs a fix, needs a shot of something so sublime 'cause it hurts like hell when it's coming down time The man in the car keeps on driving around And cigarettes all die like rodeo clowns Tick tock cigarettes burnt out on the ground And she's going to walk this feeling right into the ground [CHORUS] G F Angel is on the street F C Fell from heaven to her feet C Bb She can't seem to walk it away Bb F She keeps walking anyway She's haunted all through the night It's so hard to be strong When the cold rain goes on and on She can't walk this feeling away G F G F Sometimes walking, is better than sitting still G F C(picking) G She keeps walking until she feels the morning chill Sitting home crying never solved anything She'll keep on moving till she finds what she needs An arabesque of scars runs down both her arms Some etched by others, others made on her own Men come on so strong but never stick around too long They take what they want, get dressed and they go She's passing the lit up windows Wishing someone would ask her inside Listening for her feet to tap out some brand new melody But they're only just passing the time Tick tock footsteps all laid down on the ground And she's going to walk this darkness right into the ground Chorus & Reprise |
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Rosa
TOP Am Clothes lay in piles, cups piled in the sink Cm Sirens cry in distress I need some money, need some love Need some cigarettes I'm up with the night sky, lost as the crow flies Silent as a curse at a wake I gathered the tears you tossed off your balcony Cm Em Hid them in a carnival vase When I go out and I walk in the street I hear voices flowing under my feet When I listen to the walls They tell me all about you When I try to steal some sleep I'm kept awake by the sound of your heartbeat Singing to me from your nextdoor apartment And there's nothing I can do [CHORUS 1] Dm Rosa, la forza del destino Am Hanging laundry on the line Dm Hanging her flowered dresses Am Em Next to my piece of mind When I telephone my father He says 'sorry, wrong number' When I phone the operator She says nothing at all When I traced all the veins in my arms I had nowhere to go When I worked up the nerve to knock You never answered your door When I heard the sound of him hurting you I cried in my hands and pounded my pillow When I heard the sound of him loving you I knew it was all a lie When I saw the boxes in the hall And your name removed from the letter slot I knew then Rosa, oh my sweet Rosa Rosa this is goodbye Chorus [CHORUS 2]: Rosa, la forza del destino Taking laundry off the line Packing her flowered dresses Next to my piece of mind |
On
The Button
TOP
(Aug/01)
C(bar 1st
fret)
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