1. |
Satin
04:52
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Everything moving like satin
Everyone moving on
Who would have known
I’d be alone
Everything breaking like glass
Lying down on the grass
Look at the sky
Falling apart
Everything moving like satin
Aah
Aah
Everything shining like gold
Everyone shining like stars
Who could have known
I’d be left in the dark
Everything spinning like a washing machine
Everyone watching it go around
Tune in, tune out
Everything moving like satin
Aah
Can’t get into heaven
God knows that I try
It’s some nightclub
Up in the sky
Aah
Satin so blue
All over you
I’m moving on too
Like satin moves
Aah
Everything moving like satin
Aah
Ahh mmm
We’re going
In different directions
Ahh mmm
In different directions
In different
Directions
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
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2. |
Strawberry Jam
07:17
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3. |
Tangerine
03:56
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4. |
Revolve
03:11
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Revolving
Dissolving
Enter the world like a baby
Oh change your mind
Your mind
Your mind
Your mind
The room is shining
Your pain is going
Revolving
Dissolving
Revolving (so for a while was spinning)
Dissolving (so fast around was dizzy)
Enter the world like a baby
Oh change the key
And sing with me (all around you)
It’s easy (somewhere inside you)
To be (somewhere inside you, all around you)
Your world’s revolving
Now swallow it whole
Revolving (so for a while was spinning)
Dissolving (so fast around was dizzy)
Enter the world like a baby
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5. |
Close Up Magic
04:55
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She’s lying there listening to an echo
He doesn’t care that her world is turning blue
Tape machine looping within you
Faster now than a revolution
She’s watching him like she watches trash TV
He doesn’t care that she watches on repeat
All her tears falling like the rain
All her love calling like an air raid
I’ll whisper it in
I’ll whisper it in your ear
It’s so quiet in here
Why can’t you hear?
Ooh let me whisper it in your ear
Come near
I’ll whisper it in your ear
Your ear
Ooh let me whisper it in your ear
Ahh your ear
Come near
Close up magic in here
If you could only hear
She’s moving closer to the cherry moon
Climbing up to get a better view
Halo rings all around you
Rounder than a revolution
(I’ll whisper it in)
I’m looking for a station
(I’ll whisper it in your ear)
Some kind of frequency
(It’s so quiet in here)
Get you on my wavelength
(Why can’t you hear?)
Radio receive me
Ooh let me whisper it in your ear
Come near
I’ll whisper it in your ear
Your ear
Ooh let me whisper it in your ear
Ahh your ear
Come near
Close up magic in here
If you could only hear
Ooh aah yeah
Close up magic in everything
Your voice like ink gets under the skin
Put your ear to the wall hear me sing
Keep listening ‘til your ears ring
I’m looking for a station
Some kind of frequency
Get you on my wavelength
Radio receive me
Close up
Magic
It’s real
It’s true
So near
In my room
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6. |
Underwire Bra
02:24
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Watching burnt out stars
In underwire bras
On broken VCRs
Oh when’s something going to happen?
I was made for another time
Not the one before
But the one we’ve been waiting for
In twenty years from now
Maybe you’ll understand
Silver bomb
Shining like the moon
Are you ready to explode?
Silver bomb
Shining the moon
Are you ready to blow?
Microwaved food
Shopping channel blues
Nothing to buy, too much to choose
Oh when’s something going to happen?
Oh when’s something going to happen?
Oh when’s something going to happen?
Oh when’s something going to happen?
Oh when’s something going to happen?
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7. |
Supermarket
05:44
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Ooh pinball machine
Play it for me
Ooh the marble rolls
Out of reach
Ooh silver jackpot dream (silver machine)
Win it for me (win it for me)
Ooh paper queen
Spin the wheel
Going nowhere
On a train to somewhere
Going somewhere
On a train to nowhere
Ahh
Ooh will you take me there
Ooh will you tell me where
Ooh will you drive me there
Ooh will you take me somewhere
Ooh get down on your knees
And worship
At the supermarket
Joy
Ooh all your feelings on sale
All your life canned and stacked up in lines
Straight up ahead
Ooh tell me what you see (what do you see?)
In my tea leaves (in my tea leaves)
Ooh do you see the sun
Or a sea of misery?
Going nowhere
On a train to somewhere
Going somewhere
On a train to nowhere
Ahh
Ooh will you take me there
Ooh will you tell me where
Ooh will you drive me there
Ooh will you take me somewhere
Ooh get down on your knees
And worship
At the supermarket
Joy
Ooh all your feelings on sale
All your life canned and stacked up in lines
Straight up ahead
Straight up ahead
The road so flat you could be dead
Could be dead
Straight up ahead
Straight up ahead
The road so flat you could be
Dead
Always looking for something else
Or someone to take you there
This night train takes you somewhere
It drives straight through the
Through the
Through the
Through the
Through the
Through the
Lights
Ooh will you take me there
Ooh will you tell me where
Ooh will you drive me there
Ooh will you take me somewhere
Ooh get down on your knees
And worship
At the supermarket
Joy
Could be dead
At the supermarket
Out of reach
At the supermarket
Straight up ahead
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8. |
Thin Air
04:51
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They say love is blind
Tampers with the mind
So call 999
Get them on the line
Now earth’s out of sight
Two planes pass in the night
Don’t you know I’m tired
Need some peace and quiet
Ah I’m not there
Staring at the sun
‘Til the colours run
Staring at the sun
‘Til the colours run
I am ascending
You are descending
We’ve been pretending
Our whole lives
And then we’ll be crash landing
On this long haul flight
Am I the pilot
Or the passenger?
We’re going higher
With the engine on fire
Learning how to hide
You’re getting hard to find
Don’t say it’s goodbye
Just stay for tonight
This heaven ain’t mine
Treats me so unkind
Something in the wine
Too much makes me cry
Ah I’m not there
Staring at the sun
‘Til the colours run
Staring at the sun
‘Til the colours run
You missed your connection
You lost your reception
We’re going backwards in time
And then we’ll be crash landing
On the dark side
Am I the pilot
Or the passenger?
We’re going higher
With the engine on fire
White wing that glides on the blue
She’s given up and stopped looking for you
You can’t follow she’ll be gone tomorrow
She’ll disappear like thin air
Seatbelt on and ribbons in her hair
Headphones in and her jacket on the chair
She’ll touch down in a new time zone
Then she’ll disappear like thin air
Ah ah I’m not there
Ah ah I’m not there
I’m on thin air
Am I the pilot
Or the passenger?
We’re going higher
With the engine on fire
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9. |
Spiral
04:45
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Ooh spin a web in me
So I catch you fly
Ahh stick to me
And say you are mine
Ooh feels like I’m tangled
Stuck here like glue
Ooh start to unravel
Waiting there for you
It just goes round again
Like a video tape
It replays on and on again
Like a spiral
Like a spiral
Like a spiral
Ooh down like a stairwell
Going round and round
Ahh feels like a spiral
Ooh feels like the end
Ohh can you hear the echo
When she calls your name
Ohh hear it all around you
Hear it calling you again
It just goes round again
Like a video tape
It replays on and on again
Like a spiral
Like a spiral
Like a spiral
It’s got to end
Yes it’s got to end
When you spiral
Yes a spiral
The dream has got to end
Some time
The dream has got to end
Some time
The dream has got to end
Some time
But it doesn’t
‘Cos I saw her again
Ooh feels like I’m flying
Ohh so high above
Ahh feels like I’m dying
Ooh feels like I’m dead
Ohh can’t touch a feeling
Going round your head
She’s just like the sun
Burning everyone
It just goes round again
Like a video tape
It replays on and on again
It just goes round again
Like a video tape
It replays on and on again
Like a spiral
Like a spiral
Like a spiral
Down down like a stairwell
Going like a spiral
Going round
Going round, around and around
Around, around and around
Mmm mmm
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10. |
No Caller id
03:59
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