1. |
Ghosts
04:03
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Ghosts
I look out the window I see my life running again
I don’t where I’m going but I know where I’ve been
Down by the old canal watching the sun burn down
Where you stole my soul, and it shone like the gold on the river
It’s over now and it won’t flow this way no more
All the ages reflected in a mirror that sees all
Oh and what you have seen and what you must know
Of the lovers and grifters and battles on the shore
Where you stole my soul, and it shone like the gold on the river
It’s over now and it won’t flow this way no more
But time is a river and the river must flow on
I’ll go where that river goes until the ocean comes
Now I float like a leaf and I follow the stream
As all this laughter and tears tomorrow will be a dream
Oh and now only now like these white swans will I be free.
Where you stole my soul, and it shone like the gold on the river
It’s over now and it won’t flow this way no more.
Berlin July 2015.
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2. |
Big Mouth
04:41
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Big Mouth
Way after midnight behind the Y
Just trying to get home alive,
No buses where I come from no.. uh. uh..
I’m coming home from a jam
Trying to walk a straight line down Acacia,
Just me and my big mouth.
Keep on walking try to smile
I try to show disinterest as wheels slow to a grind..
‘Up! Up against the wall!’
Why do I feel so guilty when I’ve done nothing at all?
Uh. . uh, but me and my big mouth uh. .uh
I always get in trouble all the time
O yeah uh. . oh
I always get in trouble..
I know they think I am an alien freak
When they see me on the street and call me to the side
And ask me where I’m going?
I say ‘I’m keeping to the left,
I’m trying to keep away from the right’
Uh. . uh.. Oh me and my big mouth uh.. uh..
I always get in trouble all the time o yeah uh. . uh
Me and my big mouth..
Oh yeah I got nuttin to hide cos I got nuttin’
but my big mouth
O yea I got nuttin’ to hide cos I ain’t got nuttin'
Meanwhile in the back of the van..
They always pull me over and ask me what’s in the bag?
Uh. . uh me and my big mouth..
I said I’d light a fuse but I didn’t have a match to do it!
Uh. . Uh oh me and my big mouth uh uh.
Me and my big mouth..
I swear I wasn’t there, I said I didn’t do it,
I said I’d light a fuse but I didn’t have a match to do it
Uh. . uh, oh and my big mouth uh. . uh
I always get in trouble all the time..
Oh yea uh. . uh
Me and my big mouth
Uh.. uh.. Me and my big mouth
Me and my big mouth
Big mouth big mouth big mouth ... me and my big mouth
Big mouth big mouth big mouth ... me and my big mouth
Big mouth.. oh yeah.. big mouth.. all the time big mouth ...
Me and my big mouth..
Big mouth.. oh yeah.. big mouth.. uh uh.. big mouth ..
© 12/2011 Lyrics Michael Bates
Music Michael Bates/Gary Roberts
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3. |
Broken Things
05:53
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Broken Things
‘I don’t think of all the misery, but the beauty that still remains.’
Anne Frank
When midnight calls I’ll leave your form,
I’ll make my run down to the sea.
Under the wire, into the fire, onto the rocks that bite like teeth;
Round palisades, south of the quays, east from the shadows to the beach;
Phosphorescence trace the breakers wake the tiny boat out in the sea.
If we can find the undefined, the beauty left in broken things..
Run to the light
Float like a dream, I fall between, from the breakers to the bay.
No anodyne can heal this time, and the night, the night is dying.
The night is dying.
One bullet trace is all it takes before the sun is rising,
The sun is rising..
Run to the light
When midnight calls I’ll leave your form,
I’ll make my run down to the sea.
Under the wire, into the fire, onto the rocks that bite like teeth.
Horizon line, a crimson veil, the beauty left in broken things, in broken things,
Oh in broken things, oh..
Run to the light..
Oh into the light
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4. |
Surfacing
04:31
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Surfacing.
Always the last to know
It seems our friends know before we know ourselves:
What our body language shows the world....
Always the last to know
The truths inside our tongue-tied mouths
Blind and smitten
Coming up to taste the air
Surfacing
Breathing Silence
Still Expecting
Emptiness
Might Ocean fill
These Lungs again
Before the Words come out right
Can come out right
Lo-o-ove my oxygen
O-o-oh my oxygen
Lo-o-ove my oxygen, my oxygen…
Mmm hhhmm you’re my oxygen, oxygen ..
Always the last to know
The dreams upon our blood-stained hands
Soft the light, staunch the flow
I wonder when these wounds will show
A tell-tale heart all tinged with blue (all with blue)
Surfacing
This love between us
Fragile pearl
Close to bursting
Oxygen
Breathing Silence
Still Expecting Emptiness
Might Ocean fill these Lungs again
Before the Words come out right
Can come out right
Lo-o-ove my oxygen
O-o-oh my oxygen
Lo-o-ove my oxygen, my oxygen…
Mmm hhhmm you’re my oxygen, oxygen ..
Surfacing
This love between us
Fragile pearl
Close to bursting
Oxygen
Breathing Silence
Still Expecting Emptiness
Might Ocean fill these Lungs again
Before the Words come out right
Can come out right
Lo-o-ove my oxygen
O-o-oh my oxygen
Lo-o-ove my oxygen, my oxygen…
Mmm hhhmm you’re my oxygen, oxygen
Mmm hhhmm
You’re my oxygen...
Mmm hhhmm
You’re my oxygen.
© September 1995
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5. |
Mercy
05:02
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Mercy (after Stammheim)
As even the most guilty in innocence cries out
We were begging for mercy from the judge
Show some mercy.. judge...
As one fool plays the conscience and while the papers sling the mud
We were begging for mercy from the judge
Show some mercy..
As even the most guilty is made from flesh and blood
We were begging for mercy from the judge
Hung by preconception just like the six foot letters on the walls of the prison
Said don't you believe their alibis, no
Not if you find us dead inside
Begging for mercy...Singing :
Oh brother you got no right to make me feel so wrong
No brother you can take my life but will it change a thing I've done?
Show us some.. show us some.. mercy..
As even the most guilty needs a measure of a doubt
We were begging for mercy from the judge
As truth is measured in one sentence
And the papers wrap the flesh and blood
Show us some mercy.. oh…
Before they lock the keys a-way.. away away
Oh mercy.. oh mercy..
Before they lock the keys a-way..
© 1990
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6. |
The Wait (Is Killing Me)
04:52
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The Wait Is Killing Me
My face and my eyes see only shades and worries
Stay away from salt dreams
My hands are full of you and my old heart is lifted
Lies with the break of eyes
You are the ground beneath my feet
I taste of water when I’m here
I live inside the love I feed
And my heart is a kiss
With the chemistry of you, you and me
Save thee down to the ground and it’s already there
My dear, you’re young, you’ll shoulder
My dear, I’m so cold my dear
I taste like all the things you say to me my dear
All the waiting stars and the stories of the years.. oh-ohh
All this fear of Fall, now you are broken up.. ahh
I lay down beside I’ll stay in my hands
Afraid of the one that you say you are
My dear, you’ll stay oh for a while
My dear oh..
The wait is killing me
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7. |
The Target
07:22
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The Target
Stickmen cast the barest shadows
But Jimmy Black can track the barest line
A good fellah on your side
Run run .. no place to hide
Fat men, blots on the horizon
Gathering just like a swarm of flies
Can catch a fellah like a bushfire
Run run.. no place to hide
I say I'm sorry, I have no choice
I can do nothing, just lend my voice
To both sides of the coin
Sitting on the fence… am I the target?
Run run
Young men dark and full of anger
Want to hit it back
Want to fight the fire with fire
Old fellah say you can't win
But you've burnt your fingers on the system
Now your fists must become
The drum to beat on the system
Run run.. no place to hide
Whipping boy in Redfern, curiously white
I know I did no wrong, I don't know if you were right
But I know I did no wrong
Sitting on the fence… am I the target?
When should I stand up? I know it must be the time
To sleep or sacrifice or fall back into line
Or will I turn my back and turn as cold as atropine
Or will I leave your dreams behind?
On the wrong side of the right
With no place to hide
Am I the target?
Run run
Music & Lyrics Michael Bates
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8. |
Waterline
05:14
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The Waterline
A-ah we’re livin’ on the waterli-ine!
A-a-and the water’s getting in..
Think I’ll go down to the river
Go take a look at the waterline
Where the earth was brown the tide has risen
Up through a hole where the sky’s burned down
A-ah we’re livin’ on the waterline!
A-a-and the water’s getting in!
We’ve lived our lives on this river
Yes, you and I on this cutting edge
Now we’re praying for our God to deliver
Our homes from the water getting in..
We’ve lived here all our lives on the waterline
Here all our lives on the borderline
Here on the cutting edge of the times
Now the water.. the water’s getting in
A-ah we’re livin’ on the waterline
A-a-and the water’s getting in
Think I’ll go down to the river
Go take a look at this cutting edge
As the waves turn around, the tide is getting bigger
From the seawalls of Holland to the shores of Bangladesh.
All the Waterlines
..... All the Borderlines
Here on the cutting edge of the times
We’ve lived here all our lives on the waterline
Here all our lives on the borderline
Here on the cutting edge of the times
Now the water.. the water’s getting’ in.....
The water!
A-ah we’re livin’ on the waterline
A-a-and the water’s getting in
I said a-ah we’re livin’ on the waterline
As all the sand bag men work their hearts out working on overtime
On the waterline.
On the waterline
From the seawalls of Holland to the shores of Bangladesh...
Too much water
Too much water gettin in
Too much water
Too much water gettin in
© 1988-89.
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My Heart is Like a Broken Wheel
Oh I was running the streets, oh I was hypnotised
Oh I was looking for a face that I could recognise
Oh like words in a dream, oh I can see the page:
A kitchen knife.
Blood in the sink.
So numb that I can’t feel all the pain that I can’t heal
With hurt in her eyes of steel, why can’t I turn?
My heart is Like a broken wheel...
Oh I was frozen in my tracks oh I was paralysed
Oh there was no turning back
No there was nowhere I could hide
Oh I was frozen in time,
Oh I was cauterised
So numb that I can’t feel all the pain that I can’t heal
With hurt in her eyes of steel, why can’t I turn?
My heart is Like a broken wheel
My heart..
My heart is Like a broken wheel
My heart..
Oh I was crawling the floor, oh I was falling through the cracks
Oh I was trying to find a door, oh I was trying to lift a latch
Oh won’t the devil make a deal? Oh I would sell my soul.
I don’t know what is real. I don’t know anymore
So numb that I can’t feel all the pain that I can’t heal
With hurt in her eyes of steel, why can’t I turn?
My heart is Like a broken wheel
My heart is Like a broken wheel
My he-art..
So numb that I can’t feel all the pain that I can’t heal
So numb that I can’t feel all the pain..
My heart is Like a broken wheel… my heart..
My heart is Like a broken wheel… my heart..
Oh won’t the devil make a deal?… my heart..
Oh won’t the devil make a deal?…
Oh won't you?
Oh won’t the devil make a deal?…
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10. |
New Orleans
05:00
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New Orleans
Now all the way from China thinkin’ ‘Mississippi sin’
You made a stranger welcome, I fell right in
Into your absinthe and perfumes and your riverboat queens
In rosemary dresses with shiny beads in trees
Oh New Orleans, I only met you once
But they say it takes a moment, just a moment, to fall in love
Mmmmmmn.. they say it takes a moment..
Now some come from Texas and some from Sydney like me
And some from Carolina where nothing could be finer than to lose your heart
Now some lose their pockets and some lose their shoes
And some find resurrection and some find the blues
Oh New Orleans, you broke my heart
I said I had to leave you, you made me fall in love
Mmmmmmn.. I said I had to leave you
Now all the way from China thinkin’ ‘Mississippi sin’ o yeah
Oh I caught the voodoo, I bought the alligator grin
On a Saturday night in the heat of the summer
Standin’ in line and listenin’ to the brasses shine
On a Saturday night listenin’ to the poets
As their bright eyes shine singing to the chorus:
Oh New Orleans, oh New Orleans,
Down by the Mississipi .....I fell in love
Oh New Orleans, oh New Orleans,
Down by the Mississipi .....I fell in love
Down by the Mississipi...
And I let that muddy flow into my heart now
Flow until your saints go marchin’ in..
Oh New Orleans, oh New Orleans,
Down by the Mississipi I fell in love.
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11. |
Chasing Rainbows
03:37
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Chasing Rainbows
Oh I’ve been chasin’ a dream
For so long now I don’t know what it means
But the dream won’t love me
Oh I’ve been chasin’ rainbows
But the road it never bends
And it’s a cruel, cruel wind
It blows beneath these doors
And while the coal still burns
There’s not a penny more
Oh I’ve been chasin’ a dream
For so long now I don't know if it’s real
But the dream won’t love me
Oh I’ve been chasin’ rainbows
But the road it never ends
The road it never ends……..
And in the cold of night
Though we know the sun will shine (once more)
Oh we’re a long time gone before the dawn
Oh I’ve been chasin’ a dream
For so long now I don’t know what it means
But the dream won’t love me.
June 2019.
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12. |
Surfacing (Radio Edit)
03:26
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Surfacing.
Always the last to know
It seems our friends know before we know ourselves:
What our body language shows the world....
Always the last to know
The truths inside our tongue-tied mouths
Blind and smitten
Coming up to taste the air
Surfacing
Breathing Silence
Still Expecting
Emptiness
Might Ocean fill
These Lungs again
Before the Words come out right
Can come out right
Lo-o-ove my oxygen
O-o-oh my oxygen
Lo-o-ove my oxygen, my oxygen…
Mmm hhhmm you’re my oxygen, oxygen ..
Always the last to know
The dreams upon our blood-stained hands
Soft the light, staunch the flow
I wonder when these wounds will show
A tell-tale heart all tinged with blue (all with blue)
Surfacing
This love between us
Fragile pearl
Close to bursting
Oxygen
Breathing Silence
Still Expecting Emptiness
Might Ocean fill these Lungs again
Before the Words come out right
Can come out right
Lo-o-ove my oxygen
O-o-oh my oxygen
Lo-o-ove my oxygen, my oxygen…
Mmm hhhmm you’re my oxygen, oxygen ..
Surfacing
This love between us
Fragile pearl
Close to bursting
Oxygen
Breathing Silence
Still Expecting Emptiness
Might Ocean fill these Lungs again
Before the Words come out right
Can come out right
Lo-o-ove my oxygen
O-o-oh my oxygen
Lo-o-ove my oxygen, my oxygen…
Mmm hhhmm you’re my oxygen, oxygen
Mmm hhhmm
You’re my oxygen...
Mmm hhhmm
You’re my oxygen.
© September 1995
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