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See www.jonathancoulton.com for lyric
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The girl from all those songs,
who made everything feel right,
she came in like an angel, into your lonely life.
Filling your world with light,
oh, and everybody told you, "you're oh so lucky".
Curtains part revealing a country scene,
clothed in green and brown.
Evidence of autumn
and recent rain
On a winding lane,
a by-way.
Walking on that road is a certain girl,
in all the world the one
guaranteed to move you and turn your head,
when all's been said and done.
The girl from all those songs,
who made everything feel right,
she came in like an angel, into your lonely life.
Filling your world with light,
oh, and everybody told you, "you're oh so lucky".
The night is clear but cool,
and maybe dawn is breaking
as you turn to find her gone.
Then you see the note
and you cannot believe it
and you think you'll go insane...
But that was many years ago
and though the pain is dim,
a something still remains.
Though you hardly can recall
her face or form,
her memory lingers on.
Ooh she made everything feel right.
She came in like an angel, (in like an angel),
into your lonely life, (into your life),
and filling your world with light.
Oh and everybody told you, "you're oh so lucky".
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Go here:
http://www.jonathancoulton.com/songdetails/Skullcrusher%20Mountain
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Oh Flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for
Your wee bit Hill and Glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
The Hills are bare now
And Autumn leaves lie thick and still
O'er land that is lost now
Which those so dearly held
That stood against him
Proud Edward's Army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
Those days are past now
And in the past they must remain
But we can still rise now
And be the nation again
That stood against him
Proud Edward's Army
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
© Corries Music Ltd
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Lyric at:
www.jonathancoulton.com/songdetails/When%20You%20Go
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Berzerker
03:39
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Intruder Alert, Intruder Alert!
Intruder Alert, Intruder Alert!
Get The Humanoid!
Get The Humanoid!
Get The Humanoid!
Kill the intruder!
Chicken!
Kill The Humanoid!
Kill The Intruder!
Kill The Humanoid!
Kill The Intruder!
Chicken!
Get It!
The Intruder Must Not Escape!
The Intruder Must Not Escape!
The Intruder Must Not Escape!
The Intruder Must Not Escape!
Chicken!
Charge It!
Humanoid - Detected.
Humanoid - Charge it.
Humanoid - Detected.
Chicken - Get It!
The Intruder Must Not Escape!
Kill The Chicken! Kill The Humanoid!
Kill The Chicken! Kill The Intruder!
Kill The Chicken! Kill The Humanoid!
Kill The Chicken! Kill The Intruder!
Get It!
Got The Humanoid!
Got The Intruder!
("Awwhh for.......")
...coin detected in pocket...
(Your Move Space Cadet.
Press Player One-Welcome aboard Commander.
Fighter Pilots needed in Sector Wars, play Astro Blaster.)
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Details here:
http://www.snowpatrol.com/discography/singles.aspx?pid=61
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Today's The Day
by
Inverse Clown
I had a dream last night
In which everything wrong in my life went right
And much to my surprise
It was a quick transition
It played out so vividly
That's it's hard to describe what it did to me
Suffice to say I took it
As a premonition
Today's the day I get a move on
Today's the day I change
Today's the day that I improve on
Who I am and everything I do:
Today's the day that I break up with you
Just stop and think about
All the times I gave in so that we'd work out
If you look at the score
I think I tip the balance
But you prob'ly think that's great
'Cause you take and you drain and manipulate
I guess every sucubus
Is gonna have those talents
Today's the day that I get angry
Today's the day I fight
Today's the day that I harangue
The telling-off that's way past overdue:
Today's the day that I break up with you
Don't look at me like that
With your cute pouting lips
and your big, sad eyes
You're pretty, but you're pretty much a bitch
It's time for you to see
That the world is the world universally
And nowhere does it say
That you can run my planet
So you take our history
And your need for control and co-misery
And brace yourself real good
Then go ahead and cram it
Today's the day that I'm the victor
Today's the day I win
Today's the day I do your sister
Here's a toast to starting life anew:
Today's the day that I wake up
It's time to say I've had enough
Today's the day that I break up with you
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http://www.jonathancoulton.com
For further details.
(Although this one is not on his site as it was licensed to *Valve* for use intheir game *Portal*)
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Details here:
http://www.snowpatrol.com/discography/singles.aspx?pid=61
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I'll tell thee everything I can;
There's little to relate.
I saw an aged, aged man,
A-sitting on a gate.
'Who are you, aged man?' I said.
'And how is it you live?'
And his answer trickled through my head
Like water through a sieve.
He said 'I look for butterflies
That sleep among the wheat;
I make them into mutton-pies,
And sell them in the street.
I sell them unto men,' he said,
'Who sail on stormy seas;
And that's the way I get my bread--
A trifle, if you please.'
But I was thinking of a plan
To dye one's whiskers green,
And always use so large a fan
That it could not be seen.
So, having no reply to give
To what the old man said,
I cried, 'Come, tell me how you live!'
And thumped him on the head.
His accents mild took up the tale;
He said, 'I go my ways,
And when I find a mountain-rill,
I set it in a blaze.
And thence they make a stuff they call
Rowland's Macassar Oil--
Yet twopence-halfpenny is all
They give me for my toil.'
But I was thinking of a way
To feed oneself on batter,
And so go on from day to day
Getting a little fatter.
I shook him well from side to side,
Until his face was blue;
'Come, tell me how you live,' I cried
'And what it is you do!'
He said, 'I hunt for haddocks' eyes
Among the heather bright,
And work them into waistcoat-buttons
In the silent night.
And these I do not sell for gold
Or coin of silvery shine,
But for a copper halfpenny,
And that will purchase nine.
'I sometimes dig for buttered rolls,
Or set limed twigs for crabs;
I sometimes search the grassy knolls
For wheels of hansom-cabs.
And that's the way' (he gave a wink)
'By which I get my wealth--
And very gladly will I drink
Your Honor's noble health.'
I heard him then, for I had just
Completed my design
To keep the Menai bridge from rust
By boiling it in wine.
I thanked him much for telling me
The way he got his wealth,
But chiefly for his wish that he
Might drink my noble health.
And now, if e'er by chance I put
My fingers into glue,
Or madly squeeze a right-hand foot
Into a left-hand shoe,
Or if I drop upon my toe
A very heavy weight,
I weep, for it reminds me so
Of that old man I used to know--
Whose look was mild, whose speech was slow,
Whose hair was whiter than the snow,
Whose face was very like a crow
With eyes, like cinders, all aglow,
Who seemed distracted with his woe,
Who rocked his body to and fro,
And muttered mumblingly and low,
As if his mouth were full of dough,
Who snorted like a buffalo--
That summer evening long ago
A-sitting on a gate.
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React (demo)
03:12
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REACT
I'm so tired...
and I've tried...
and I've lied.
Given my place in the sun.
Living so nothing would show.
Waiting for all who are outside to know,
but why can't you see, why can't you tell
all the secrets inside of me?
I'd give to you, anything
and take all the time to know.
Doesn't seem fair we can hide from this love
given that I won't survive-
I'll never show - Never know.
But I cannot take all this time all alone
and I don;t know where I will turn.
Tell me what hides in your eyes.
Tell me that I'm not blind.
After all-
After it's done-
How could I be - Anyone - Anything?
How can I - react to this?
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