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Christmas Eve
02:32
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Keep Talking, Keep Talking
I know times are tough
but you better turn round
Stop Walking, Stop walking
I know it's you, you better come down
I know it seems like things are going round your head
But I swear it true you are not dead yet
Christmas Day is on its way in ten minutes
I'm on my way, hold on I'm almost there
One phone call is all it takes I'm in my car
But I'm driving now I'm doing 80 miles an hour
Is that you?, Is that you?
Talk to me and tell me if it's true
In the snow, In the snow
I've got you now I won't let you go
I know it seems like things are going round your head
But I swear it true you are not dead yet
Christmas Day is on its way in ten minutes
I'm on my way, hold on I'm almost there
One phone call is all it takes I'm in my car
But I'm driving now I'm doing 80 miles an hour
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Monotone Monochrome
04:23
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There are all of these words inside of my head
And I can't put them to bed
They always follow me, talk to me,
try to make me be someone I don't want to be
So I turn the words into my songs
And hope that you will all sing along
But I'm the only one who can say them
hope to relay them, in the end I'll fake them
It's like I'm painting a picture
But I've only got one colour
It seems like everything's gray
instead of what I wanted to say
It's like I'm holding a mirror
But the other side has a stranger
Oh he smiles and he waves
but he does not know my name
no he does not know my name
And if I stand up here in front of you
Bleed myself out for a nice new view
hoping that maybe you'll talk to me
maybe you'll want to be mine, tonight
And if I go on and on and on
maybe would that make me less wrong?
until then this is something I will have to fake
It's like I'm painting a picture
But I've only got one colour
It seems like everything's gray
instead of what I wanted to say
It's like I'm holding a mirror
But the other side has a stranger
Oh he smiles and he waves
but he does not know my name
no he does not know my name
It's like I'm painting a picture
But I've only got one colour
It seems like everything's gray
instead of what I wanted to say
It's like I'm painting a picture
But I've only got one colour
It seems like everything's gray
instead of what I wanted to say
It's like I'm holding a mirror
But the other side has a stranger
Oh he smiles and he waves
but he does not know my name
no he does not know my name
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Houston Calling
04:52
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A friend died yesterday, and I did not know her name
A friend died yesterday, and in you I saw a change
A friend died yesterday, and that's when it all went away
A friend died yesterday, childhood innocence was never here to stay
And I wish I could be one of them
Whos got something left to fear
And I wish I could be one of them
Whos got A reason for a tear
The words you spoke
They struck me down
Like an old rotten tree
Fallen straight to the ground
But unlike that tree
Oh you bet I made a sound
I took both of my feet
And put them firmly in my mouth
And I wish I could be one of them
Whos got something left to fear
And I wish I could be one of them
Whos got reason for a tear
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1440 Northern Ireland, UK
If Scott Pilgrim got knocked up by the ghost of John Peel to the entire back catalogue of placebo and letlive., THIS would be the sound of the labour pains, the melodic cochophany of progressive basslines, hard heavy drums and New Wave licks, all ducttaped together and tossed terra firma into a vat full of acid and Black Francis' tears. It's new. It's fun. It's 1440. ... more
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