1. |
Any Ones Call
04:02
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How many more, will this one fall
can you hear them call, did you lose the scores
Any one’s call
Any one’s call
Know matter what I say
Mean nothing to you
you know that I’m stuck to you
we’re just glue
Any one’s call
Any one’s call
What it is all for
How high this wall
Why Make them small
close all the doors
Any one’s call
Any one’s call
Solo guitar
Any one’s call
Any one’s call
Outro
Any one’s call
Any one’s call
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2. |
Build No Bridges
03:24
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Intro
“Here’s the sinner coming”
Build no bridges
Tear down the fucking walls
What do we care for you
You mean nothing, nothing at all
Why, why you wanna kill me this way
Time will tell, if I’m gonna lose my name
Why, why do you wanna make me this ways
You to me, you just a crying shame
Build no bridges
Tear down the fucking walls
What do we care for you
You mean nothing, nothing at all
Why, why you wanna play these games
you to me, you hand that hold the chains
Why, why you wanna lose your face
Life will tell ,if I’m gonna fade away
Solo
Build no bridges
Tear down the fucking walls
What do we care for you
You mean nothing, nothing at all
Why, why you wanna kill me this way
Time will tell, if I’m gonna lose my name
Outro solo
“one by one we fallen, There divide us.
In are division, killing us, for there causes”
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3. |
The Maze
03:30
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“Hello sir and madam,
would you like to sign on the dotted line?”
“what was the children name?”
Please don’t sign, on the dotted line,
cos it’s a life, you’re throw away.
Because it’s all designed,
the system the way it made,
for you to stay here and never leave,
and always be contained.
Categorized, analysis,
we’re all stuck, inside this maze.
Categorized, analysis,
we’re all stuck, inside this maze.
We’ve all got a beast, a warrior inside,
tam the beast, and the warrior,
will show you, the light.
You just be mute, with names, tags and labels
they don’t care, who you are,
as long as you are stable.
Categorized, analysis,
we’re all stuck, inside this maze.
Categorized, analysis,
we’re all stuck, inside this maze.
Categorized, analysis,
we’re all stuck, inside this maze.
your name , your number,
your tagged and then your labelled.
Categorized, analysis,
we’re all stuck, inside this maze.
your name , your number,
your tagged and then your labelled.
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4. |
Fat Cats
03:38
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Creep around, down on the streets.
Looking out, you need new meat.
There’s always someone, to feel your pain.
You don’t care, you have no shame
Your looking high and pushing us down.
You don’t care, we’re just your clowns.
You just money, and money is you.
You don’t worry, you know what you do.
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
One day soon, your leave this town.
your money gone; you’ve lost the crown.
you think it fun, the jokes that you play.
will be the ones, who have all your gain.
You’re climbing up ladders, how far will the greed go.
You’re climbing up ladders, how far, how far will you go.
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
Fat Cat!!!!
Fat Cat!!!!
Fat Cat!!!!
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
What do you need, what do you want?
You own us all, your just one Percent.
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5. |
We are the Scum
03:44
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Boss – “get back to work”
Worker – “yes sir”
You turn your back, we understand.
You look away, see right through you.
You tread on me, know what you do.
But Scrape us off and Cut us loose.
“We are the scum”
You watch us work; we mark your name.
Once just like us, how that has changed.
So much you’re worth, in what you say.
You’ve Work it out. The world you’ve made.
“We are the scum”
We’re down here and your above
We’re down here and your above
We ain’t your dog and not your slaves.
One day your awake and Feel our pain.
So many questions, too many games.
You hold us down, with ball and chain.
“We are the scum”
“We are the scum”
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6. |
Junky
03:08
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I’m a junkie and i live on the streets.
I need your money, cos’ I need to feed.
Don’t hurt me, I’m begging you please.
I’m just a victim, of my own disease.
I’m a junkie and I live on the streets.
I need a bed, blankets and sheets.
Don’t you judge me, I’m down on my knees?
Won’t you love me, give me some weed.
You know it’s a sin, you don’t care where I’ve been
All the problem that I’ve seen, please stick the needle….
You know it’s a sin, you don’t care where I’ve been
All the problem that I’ve seen, please stick the needle….
I’m a junkie and I live on the streets.
Once I was educated; now I am a thief.
Don’t you help me, I’m just the sleaze?
I’m freezing, shaking my teeth.
I’m a junkie and I live on the streets.
I need a goof ball, the warmth to my feet.
It’s such a hardship, it tastes so sweet.
Many Thanks to old bull lee.
You know it’s a sin, you don’t care where I’ve been
All the problem that I’ve seen, please stick the needle….
You know it’s a sin, you don’t care where I’ve been
All the problem that I’ve seen, please stick the needle….
I’m a junkie and I live on the streets,
I’m a junkie and I live on the streets,
I’m a junkie and I live on the streets,
I’m a junkie and I live..................
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7. |
Work Till You Die
03:26
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Look at you, You’re in your tattered clothes.
Look at you, your face is getting old.
You haven’t got a reason to live for,
You’re Dreams have all been crushed along the way.
Paid your dues, Want take it no more.
Paid your dues, His knocking at your door.
Your all broken down and tired,
Why don’t you let him do the rest?
Work till you die, you haven’t got a chance in this life,
Work till you die, the light is coming closer,
The light is coming closer, all the time.
You know its truth; Time keeps ticking by.
You Know its truth; the end is in your site.
You gasp for your last breath,
You finally get the happiness you want.
Work till you die, you haven’t got a chance in this life,
Work till you die, you haven’t got a chance,
You haven’t got a chance, here comes the light.
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8. |
State of the Union
03:27
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Do you want the proof, have you got the truth?
This world is intoxicated.
Do you see the clowns, wondering around?
The frowns are animated.
Do you wanna, live your life like a fool?
Yeahhhhhh!!!!
Have you read the news; does it make you blue?
All their lies and allegations.
Rainbow, black and white, fighting for their rights?
We’re all part of mother nature.
Do you wanna, live your life like a fool?
Yeahhhhhh!!!!
Do you see what is happening, to our world?
Do you see what is happening, to our world?
Do you wanna, live your life like a fool?
Yeahhhhhh!!!!
People have they need; money is the greed?
Ivory towers, sky-high castles.
Do you hear the sound of people screaming out?
Listen harder, they are calling.
Do you see what is happening, to our world?
Do you see what is happening, to our world?
Do you wanna, live your life like a fool?
Yeahhhhhh!!!!
Do you wanna, live your life like a fool?
Yeahhhhhh!!!!
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9. |
Art and War
03:35
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Look at this world, what’s going on?
Why are we killing, does that seem wrong?
World keep on turning, money is burning,
blood will be spilled, but cannot be saved,
love one another, your sister, your brother,
Dust don’t settle, soon blows away.
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It don’t happen that way, yeah!!
What does it matter, Your straight or you’re gay?
Black or your white, we’re all just the same.
Crazy when younger, smart in old-age,
Learning the lessons, the longer you stay.
Loving each other, must be the way,
But Dust don’t settle, soon blows away
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It don’t happen that way, yeah!!
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It all blows away, it cannot stay
It don’t happen that way, yeah!!
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10. |
It's all fake to me
02:41
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Donald you’re so sweet,
Thank you for all your tweets,
Trouble always on your mind,
And your tangerine lines.
Look at your screen,
Tell me, why so mean.
All your crimes and your lies,
and all your loose dimes.
Help me! Help me!
It’s all fake to me
Help me! Help me!
It’s all fake to me
So why can’t we please,
stop watching there tv’s.
Newspaper dirty eyes,
they wasting your time.
Help me! Help me!
It’s all fake to me
Help me! Help me!
It’s all fake to me
Help me! Help me!
It’s all fake to me
Help me! Help me!
It’s all fake to me
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11. |
Kaleidoscope Mind
04:20
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Why do you look away?
I wear shame,
Kaleidoscope mind.
You stare at my face,
I’m in space,
Kaleidoscope mind
All the pain inside me,
All the troubles on my mind,
All the pain, you’ve given me,
Won’t you let me die.
why am I so crazed?
please explain,
Kaleidoscope Mind.
Tell me who to blame?
I’m in pain,
Kaleidoscope mind.
4U
They have many reasons,
To waste your precious time,
Those people that will feed,
Of your loving peace mind.
Have you got the freedom?
To Spend your time on you,
Let those people just wine on,
start loving what you do.
Yourself!!
Because You Worth it.
why do I feel this way?
I can’t say,
Kaleidoscope mind.
Can you keep me safe?
I’m your slave,
Kaleidoscope Mind.
All the pain inside me,
All the troubles on my mind,
All the pain, you’ve given me,
Won’t you let me die.
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12. |
Suicide
03:51
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Lying there just like statues,
Use the sidewalk, for their bed.
People look and they wonder,
Are they really dead?
Everybody thinks about it, suicide.
“Jump”
Speeding cars over turning,
Spraying glass everywhere.
There falls another angel,
Will the blood stain the air?
Everybody thinks about it, suicide.
When you friends ain’t all around,
Don’t put yourself down.
There’s always someone around,
I’m one to help you out.
End of solo “Jump”
When you friends ain’t all around,
Don’t put yourself down.
There’s always someone around,
I’m one to help you out.
Somewhere else in the silent,
Without a soul in sight,
Someone else is broken,
I hope they find their light.
Everybody thinks about it, suicide.
“wait”
Everybody thinks about it, suicide.
“Don’t Jump”
Everybody thinks about it, suicide.
“Don’t Jump”
Everybody thinks about it, suicide.
“Don’t jump”
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13. |
Awakening
03:44
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You open your eyes, for the very first time.
Step from the stream and comes a scream.
Argh!! Argh!! Argh!!
Wake from your dream.
Take in your breath, the air to your vest.
Times on your side, it’s your moment to shine.
Argh!! Argh!! Argh!!
Wake from your dream.
Open your eyes, You’re alive.
Open your eyes, You’re alive.
Wake for you tomb, a cozy warm room.
Walk into the light, the dance of your rites.
Argh!! Argh!! Argh!!
Wake from this dream.
Open your eyes, You’re alive.
Open your eyes, You’re alive.
Argh!! Argh!! Argh!!
Wake from this dream.
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john warwick London, UK
‘The most refreshing singer songwriter I have heard in decades.’
In the urban streets of East London
stands a lone musician. The opulent buildings of Canary Wharf only highlight the comparable depravation of the surrounding areas. The inhabitants have little consolation except a skyline that only goes to remind them of the sharp contrast of their current lives.
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