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1997
03:38
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Greasy hair and heavy metal
Summer of 1997
We hung out in skate parks and cemeteries
Spent our bus fare on 10 Embassy
Downed warm white lightning
Threw up Peach 2020
Bought cassette tapes and T shirts from HMV
Explicit lyrics, parental advisory
Yeah, we were raging against the machine
We did it with our pocket money
In a haze of hormones and Lynx Africa
We taped the hits off of the radio
Danced in dry ice at the indie disco
Nobody knows where the time goes
But me and you know, me and you know we know
We were drop out kids
We were skivers of school
We were young and dumb and bullet proof
I got a tribal tattoo
Young and dumb and full of shit
Young and dumb and full of shit
What a beautiful thing
What a beautiful thing
We taped the hits off of the radio
Danced in dry ice at the indie disco
Nobody knows where the time goes
But me and you know, me and you know we know
John Hughes movies and MTV
Said we could be anything we wanted to be
Astronaut, lawyer, movie star, priest
All you gotta do is believe in the dream
Now we’re filling your spreadsheets
And we’re sweeping your floors
We’re teaching your children
And we’re dangerously bored
But everybodies feeling fine thanks to the medication
Constant stimulation, endless entertainment
Front row tickets for the alien invasion
Porn for every kink before your morning meditation
Daily affirmation, the times they are a changing
The times they are a changing
We taped the hits off of the radio
Danced in dry ice at the indie disco
Nobody knows where the time goes
But me and you know, me and you know we know
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The Beatniks
03:00
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The Beatniks believed we should excavate our dreams
For some strange state of ecstasy
It's in your pulse and your heartbeat and the way that you breathe
It's in the myths that we make out of our memories
It's in the rhythm of the city and the song of the streets
The whispering trees to the flowers of the fields
It's in the cycles of the moon and the sermon of the sea
It's in the never ending march of technology
From the flint to the wheel to the sentient machines
Who are learning to paint and write poetry
Its in the spirit that passess between you and me
Some strange state of ecstasy
Today on this one and only day
That you and I will never live again
Let's stay in bed and watch T.V
And drift into eternity
Cos I'm sick of being cynical for the first time in my life
You know these days are getting darker
And I've lived 15000 nights
Having a beer with you is holy
There's no such thing as wasted time
So come on lay your hands upon me
Trace the cables and the wires
Cos 18000 gods believe, the scientists they all agree
In some strange state of ecstasy, yeah some strange state of ecstasy
You know, Patti Smith she sang to me, Leonard Cohen and Lou Reed
About some strange state of ecstasy, some strange state of ecstasy
Today on this one and only day
That you and I will never live again
Let's stay in bed and watch T.V, Let's stay in bed and watch T.V
Let's stay in bed and watch T.V, Let's stay in bed and watch T.V
Let's stay in bed and watch T.V, Let's stay in bed and watch T.V
And drift into eternity
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We Were Lovers
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Somewhere out there in the multiverse
We are walking out into a wide open afternoon
Laughing at the vast cosmic joke of it all
All day long
As we casually transcend
The beginning and the end of one another
We were lovers
Falling in love with you felt like waking up
To find out that work has been abolished
And it is our civic duty to aimlessly indulge in animal pleasures
All day long
We didn't do one single thing
Except drift between the latex thin skin of one another
We were lovers
Here I go again
Over romanticizing everything
Here I go again
Spill my guts after a couple of drinks
Here I go again
Eventually we slipped into his and hers tepid baths
Of mutual resentment
Dug separate trenches and fired pot shots at each other
All day long
Our days were numbered, we rolled our eyes at one another
We were lovers
Here I go again
Over romanticizing everything
Here I go again
Spill my guts after a couple of drinks
I’m all singing all dancing, talk to anyone who'll listen
To stop that Sunday night sadness, Sunday night sadness
Sunday night sadness creeping in
I’m all singing all dancing, talk to anyone who'll listen
Here I go again, here I go again
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Graceland
06:20
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The Mississippi Delta was shining like a national guitar
I am following the river down the highway through the cradle of the civil war
I'm going to Graceland, Graceland, Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe we both will be received in Graceland
She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "Losing love is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"
I'm going to Graceland, Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
And my traveling companions are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland
There is a girl in New York City who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying or tumbling in turmoil I say
"Whoa, so this is what she means"
She means we're bouncing in the Graceland
And I see losing love is like a window in your heart
Well, everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow
In Graceland, in Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons, I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland
Written by Paul Simon
Published by Universal/Warner Chappell Music
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Sugar Shack Records Bristol, UK
Sugar Shack Records is a sister imprint of Bristol Archive Records and Reggae Archive Records. Established in 1985, we have released critically acclaimed Rock and Reggae albums.
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