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Repo Man
04:48
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I am the heir, to every falling tear,
Jesus and the prophets don’t care
Who’s hanging from the branches out there
Repo repo repo man,
Collecting all your sins,
In the chapels of men
There are women cleaning.
I roll the dice,
going to buy her something nice,
clothes to drape her soul
A garment for the hole
Repo repo repo man
Collecting all your sins
In the chapels of men
There are gavels beating
Time’s a healer, time’s a thief,
You know what you want, you know what you need.
And there’s dirt in oil and the engine is seized,
You know what you want, it’s mercy you need
And I brushed the bone,
going to make it nice and clean,
It’s a long way home,
through the valley of decit
Repo repo repo man,
Collecting all your sins,
In the chapels of men,
There are boys kneeling.
Row rewind, I been rowing forwards, taking behind
Row row rewind, row row rewind, row row rewind, row
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2. |
Tick Tick Tok
02:34
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Tick tick tock, Tick tick tock
I have felt the heart stop
And I know what the end is
It’s the breaking of the clock
Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
If you’re in there oh won’t you knock
For my tears crash like waves
Against her wreckage on the rocks
Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
The bell tolls, the stomach knots,
And the blue sky will not stay
As we lay her in the clay
Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
Row on, row on, row on, row on
Row on, row on, someday I’ll follow along
Someday I’ll follow along
Tick tick tock. Tick tick tock
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3. |
Heave Ho
04:20
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Heave ho, heave ho,
On you’ve gone and on I’ll go
There are dreamers in the stars you know
Some have fallen and others glow
In a hell and heaven variety show, heave ho
Heave ho heave ho
A river of tears will fall and flow
I’ve been swept out to that sea you know
Where hearts are sunken way below
Where bad men cut the lamb’s throat
Selling folks, a way to hope
On a sea of blood our boat floats, heave ho
On we go, on we go
No one knows for sure
‘cept old man Boo, caw like a crow,
Preached like he knew,
He’s got his money on the jew,
He’s got your money on him too, heave ho
Heave ho, heave ho, did you know it was time to go?
Did your mortal light flicker so?
Did the darkness creep it’s way in slow?
There are angles in the stars you know,
The painter’s sky is full of hope
Eternal life in a brush stroke, heave ho
On we go, on we go
No one knows for sure,
‘cept old man Boo, caw like crow
Preached he know
He’s got his money on the Jew,
He’s got your money on him too, la di da di do, heave ho
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4. |
Howl On
03:45
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Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Skinny dame, bone chain, rattle like the rain,
Dead dog, squealing hog, morphine brain.
Jesus on a spinning top spiralling,
Whiskey in a bone cup, high as a hymn, I'm high as a hymn.
Oh mama, howl on,
them boys meant no harm, them girls are full of charm,
Won't you let me out.
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Rock and roll will save your soul I God damn swear,
Standing at the dark gate of the cosmic glare,
There's a machine up there, there's a machine down here,
The big machine will eat the soul,
The machine don't care
The machine don't care
The machine don't care
Oh mama, howl on,
them boys meant no harm, them girls are full of charm,
Won't you let me out.
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Oh maybe it's hard won, I roll up my sleeves for fun,
And I drag down my soul ton by ton till I know it's done,
(guitar solo)
I was summonsed by the law of the land,
Fill my head full of lead, poison in my hand,
I reached down the gullet, and it swallowed me whole,
Into the belly of the metropolis, into a city of headstones,
into a city of headstones, into a city of headstones.
Oh mama, howl on,
them boys meant no harm, them girls are full of charm,
Won't you let me out.
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left, left, left right left
Left right left,
Left right left,
Left right left.
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5. |
Astronaut
03:00
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When I was young, I would hide,
Between the places of my life
Teacher said to me boy sit down and don’t you speak
So I kept my words close to me
A single tear ran down her face
I love you with all my heart is what I said
I love and I miss you when you’re gone out of this place
When you’re falling through space
A shadow law is the cries of pains we’re laced with,
A shadow laws say life we don’t know how to replace it
Days go by anyway
Time stacks on time anyway
The children who once played watched their own children play
As their parents pass away
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6. |
Roll & Tumble
05:04
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You pound on that monkey, beat on the meat,
You gotta get that gorilla off your back boy,
So you move forward, you retreat
Your tongue is all twisted,
And your mind is a mess,
I’m sorry ma, I couldn’t be there more,
I wish I was locked inside less.
There’s a cast iron bell tolling in my ear,
Feels like grief is a gun holding up my tears
I’m sick as a junkie and I’m proud as a queer,
And there’s tension in the air,
You gotta let it go,
Roll and tumble,
You gotta let it go,
Roll and tumble
Prayers are like stowaways in a desperate man’s throat,
You inhale them down deeply like cigarette smoke,
And you blow them out gentle into a sky of hope
Keeling ships and lifeboats
Boy’s got the smote, he found his second truth,
And there’s an echo where they should be no echo,
I think it’s God falling off the roof
And the stone angles where bird feaces like scars,
They’ve come undone like the God’s and the stars
And there’s a corpse in the cradle of my memories trope, and I’m desperately low.
You gotta let it go,
Roll and tumble
You gotta let it go,
Roll and tumble
You gotta get it out,
It’s all in your head,
You gotta break the egg,
You gotta get it out, get it out
Agent orange smile, napalm in your hair,
Nurse Betty and Doctor Seuss, they don’t care,
They’re just sucking the air,
And they’re fucking I swear,
And there’s a magpie over there,
And I’m stoned again and I shouldn’t be but it’s the only way I can bear,
Its the only way I can bear,
Ain’t it hard, ain’t it hard, ain’t it oh so easy to let it be so damn hard
You gotta let it go,
Roll and tumble,
You gotta let it go,
Roll and tumble
You gotta let it go
Roll and tumble,
You gotta let it go
Roll and tumble,
You gotta get it out,
it’s all in your head,
You gotta break the egg, you gotta get it out
I’m going to sprinkle the dead, you gotta get it out,
I’m going to take the red pill baby, you gotta get it out
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If you could only see me now,
On the back of the good days,
With the hard ones behind me
If you could only see me now,
Summer’s in the wild
And the bells are ringing
And we smile
Oh we smile,
We laugh all the while
If you could only see me now
Two beautiful children
And a wife full of soul
If you could only see me now
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8. |
Dirty Jesus
05:13
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Dirty Jesus, How you doing?
Are you up there in the nebula?
Are you out that far?
We’ve been crucifying saints in the strung-out bar.
I saw a woman, she was an angel,
She was stood there, amongst the stars,
And it was raining hard,
I’ve been drinking from that river in the strung-out bar
Hey maybe it’s a mortuary,
it’s a place where
The dead belong
And we sing our songs,
So long, roll on,
Momma be gone
And in the soft ground full of tears,
There I saw a figure appear like a spark,
Shooting out of the dark,
Bring hope to the hearts in the strung-out bar
Hey maybe, it’s a mortuary
It’s a place where
The dead belong
And we sing our songs,
So long, roll on,
Momma be gone
Hey maybe, it’s a mortuary,
It’s a place where
The dead belong,
And we sing our songs
So long, roll on,
Momma be gone,
So long, roll on,
Momma be gone
So long roll on,
Momma be gone
And he fought his demons, through the days and the long nights,
Suckling on the dead hair and the memories of his very own rocky horror picture show
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9. |
Ellen
02:53
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Ellen where have you been, have you been in dreams?
Somewhere out there, lost amoungst the stars
Ellen it’s been so long, since I’ve heard your song,
Your songbird soul sings soar melody ring and pour
And why, do I, search the sky
For your kind eyes
For your soft light
Ellen the sun is low, in the dawns early light
The moon won’t let go, it clings to the sky
Somewhere out there,
Somewhere out there,
Somewhere out there.
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10. |
Green Chapel
03:17
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And the wild old wind it came blowing in,
And the rain it fell like it’s never been,
And in the green chapel is where she’ll sing,
In the warm light of Spring.
Now the mountain birds are singing cometh again,
Come free us from the cages we’re locked in,
And in the green chapel is where we’ll sing,
In the warm light of Spring.
Now death it comes softly in the end,
And your loved ones who have passed on go with them,
To the green chapel is where you’ll sing,
In the warm light of Spring
And the wild old wind it came blowing in,
And the rain fell like it’s never been,
And in the green chapel is where you’ll sing,
In the warm light of Spring,
In the warm light of Spring.
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Alan Swanwick Cork, Ireland
Cork songwriter Alan Swanwick's debut album was released 2022. He released a Christmas song Tinsel Town November 2023.
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