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There Is Only Us
01:58
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Out in the desert
It's good for the band
To get away from it all
Record on the sand
Seven Legends
On Camels Back
1001 Nights
We'll Never Come Back
Who is there to clear the dust?
THERE IS ONLY US
We'll watch all the dunes
Put them in song
Though they all look alike
We're never turn wrong
Our camels are fine
Our camels are strong
If their throats are dry
it's from singing along
who is there to pick us up
THERE IS ONLY US
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2. |
Emirates Girl
01:45
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I checked you out at checkout
To see what you'd buy
Startled by your t-shirt
Startled by that smile
She's not your average girl (she's my Emirates girl)
She's not your average girl (she flies around the world)
Do you work for the Emmies?
Or are you just a fan?
Loyal to the gulf states?
Or could i win your hand? (could i win your hand)
I'd like to see your wardrobe baby
do you have some more?
I'd like to see that t-shirt
When you toss it on the floor (toss it on the floor)
She's not your average girl (she's my Emirates girl)
She's not your average girl (she flies around the world)
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3. |
Secret Currents
03:39
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Front Page Fiasco in the City
They're gamblers and they're shifty
Do you hear a sound? What is it
Do you hear a sound? couldn't miss it
Heaviest (Foot)Steps that there ever were
Shaking Down Every Corridor
Do you hear a sound? What is it
Do you hear a sound? Couldn't miss it
Everything we had we used against it
Even if we knew we'd never guess it
Tremors bounce just beneath us
Menace abounds, you can't see it
Where can we go it's all around us
Think you're safe
But then it's found us!
Do you hear a sound? What is it
Do you hear a sound? couldn't miss it
Heaviest (Foot)Steps that there ever were
Shaking Down Every Corridor
Do you hear a sound? What is it
Do you hear a sound? Couldn't miss it
Everything we had we used against it
Even if we knew we'd never guess it
Down in pacific trenches
Cables on the ocean floor
Transatlantic secret currents
Transmitting orders of war
Down in pacific trenches
Cables on the ocean floor
Transatlantic secret currents
Transmitting orders of war
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4. |
The Idle Rich Pts. 1 & 2
02:46
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It's not a silver spoon
It's a silver band
You don't put it in your mouth; you wear it on your hand
Refinement and class, worthy of the idle rich
Luxurious gold, with an ivory finish
And the boys are like, heyyyyy - what have you got on your wrist?
And the girls are like, heyyyyy - can I get a little kiss?
_______
Why wasn't the hat the next big thing?
Was it a price point deal, or the marketing?
But the courtesy and warmth your greeting brings
Goes deeper than how low your hat brim swings
So here's a tip of the hat to ol' James Boyle
Here's to the hunger to innovate
It's the head for ideas and a willingness to toil
It's what makes this country great
Perhaps what counts is the effort that shows
Maybe the gift is the hand raised and the hat tip
The open palm is rich with meaning, you know
But you won't find such storied depths in the movement of clothes
So here's a tip of the hat to ol' James Boyle
Here's to the hunger to innovate
It's the head for ideas and a willingness to toil
It's what makes this country great
Is there a lesson to be learned?
Is there a lesson to be learned??
Is there a lesson to be learned???
Is there a lesson to be learned????
Have some fucking common sense and understand your audience
Have some fucking common sense and understand your audience
Have some fucking common sense and understand your audience
Have some fucking common sense and understand your audience
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5. |
Different Name
02:26
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Name your price I’ll call it fair
Name the hour I’ll meet you
There just where the road turns round, and folds inside
I’ll sit beside
I prefer a different name if it’s all the same to you
I prefer to stay alone, and that’s just what i’ll do
I prefer a different name if it’s all the same to you, I prefer to stay a slave, and that’s just what i’ll do
Name a star, just not after me
By other name so
Sweet some have the means to gage
The light I’m… not
I’ll shine beside
I prefer a different name if it’s all the same to you
I prefer to stay alone, and that’s just what i’ll do
I prefer a different name if it’s all the same to you
I prefer to stay a slave, and that’s just what i’ll do
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6. |
Life Among Millions
02:11
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Tender is the night
the niiiight
tender is the night
I don’t fit in and they won’t let me
I don’t fit in, but I don’t mind
They never saw what I saw in myself
I lowered myself to leave behind
Let me tell you bout a secret of mine (secret of mine)
Me and my friends do it all the time
It’s been done since the beginning of time
Always under wraps, cause it’s a crime
I don’t fit in and they won’t let me
I don’t fit in, but I don’t mind
They never saw what I saw in myself
I lowered myself to leave behind
(secret of mine)
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7. |
You Know What I Like
02:06
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We’ll sail down the street
Stop for a treat
What shall we eat?
I'll leave that to you.
We’ll go to a show
You pick the row
Wherever we go
I’ll be there with you
When it’s dark and and the last lights have fell
We’ll skip down the street
To our creaky but chic boutique hotel
We’ll visit great lands
New York and Japan
Whatever we planned
I’ll be there with you
When it’s dark and the last lights have fell
We’ll skip through the street
To our creaky but chic boutique hotel
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
You know what I like, and I like you
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8. |
Protect Your Neck
01:06
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I remember the first time I saw a man with a popped collar, I thought, what a juxtaposition, what a strange prophetic vision, I remember.
I remember the first time I saw a girl in a dog collar; What beauty! What defiance! Is it vicious or submissive? I remember;
Remember the first time, I saw a young man in a bow tie too tight, hey look at that guy, look at that guy;
And I remember the rise
Of the ascot and pashmina, of the cravat the keffiyeh, of the choker stole and boa, of the bolo and bandana; And I sing my praises, throw my hands up for a craze so brave and brazen, I’ll rave about it to my grandson, take my hand and take a chance on giving life and giving fashion to the place your skull base rests on!!!
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9. |
Earthstrumental
01:14
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10. |
OHIO
02:51
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They had some friends in Akron and Dayton
She had a car and past she’d forsaken
Broke down in Warren didn’t have a spare tire
They met in a field, made eyes by the fire;
They went to the monuments and looked at their heritage
Ulysses Grant and Benjamin Harrison
She took a wreath, lay it down
She said Kyrie Eleison
It’s a special spot, they’d never go
The same place, in Ohio
She had a car and a past she’d forsaken
That burning river, grandpa’s filling station
She said stay close, don’t go far
Like Orville and Wilbur we’ll bike to the stars
My hay bale’s taken, may I take your side
The mountains end and the praries open
Broke down in Warren didn’t have a spare tire
They met in a field, made eyes by the fire
It’s a special spot, they’d never go
The same place, in Ohio
O-H-I-O; O-H-I-O; O-H-I-O; O-H-I-O; O-H-I-O
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11. |
Little Teeny Acorn
00:50
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Little Teeny Acorn looked at a tree
Said one day that’s gonna be me
Little teeny catipillar looked at the sky
Said one day I’m gonna learn how to fly
You gotta keep on believing
Never stop dreaming
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12. |
Plus Ou Moins
02:59
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13. |
Dirty Hotel Games
02:12
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It’s dirty hotel games, how are you?
There’s nothing new, it’s all the same.
Where do you live she asked?
Uptown the last month and a half
How many, and what’s their names?
Yes, I like it, why not?
It’s got the best scene and the best pot
Of course I’m happy, wouldn’t train concrete over skin of a sap tree
She believes me
It’s dirty hotel games, who are you?
The packaged soap on the white marble
Fresh cottons and linens
who and what are these women?
It’s morning now, I think I have it right
Yes I like it, why not? It’s got the best scene and the best pot
Of course I’m happy, wouldn’t train concrete over skin of a sap tree
She believes me.
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15. |
Keep Your Own Face
02:47
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How green does your garden grow
Been here for a while, have seeds to sow
I’ll plant a new soul, be friends with your old one
Water the pot and grow at your own pace
Best of all you can keep your own face
Host bodies badly tuned
bedside payments in dark rooms
Host bodies badly tuned
bedside payments in dark rooms
Host bodies badly tuned
bedside payments in dark rooms;
Host bodies badly tuned
bedside payments in dark rooms
I’ve been on the road for many a year
I’m planting wide and I’m planting here
The climate’s mild, the subject’s great!
Water the pot and grow at your own pace
Best of all you can keep your own face
I’ll plant a new soul..how green you will grow..You can keep your own face..the pod will know it’s own place..I’ll plant a new soul… how green you will grow... you can keep your own face...
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16. |
Summer Livin
02:09
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Counting down the days til the summertime
Growing my nails out
Drawing on my tan lines
These boots were made for walking on landmines
pulling my punchlines
Given my build, I could kill with a misplaced hand sign
I got a 22 but it’s out 23
look into my eyes, do you want to mess with me?
Look into my eyes and see (look into my eyes and see)
Lots to do, but you can come along with me
Look into my eyes and see (look into my eyes and see)
Lots to do, but you can come along with me
Jacking off to the Jeffersons
Me and brother Sherman marching to our mansions
Beating hearts make the plushest prisions
It’s summer livin;
Drive into the sunset, no more tough decisions
I got a 22 but it’s out 23
look into my eyes, do you want to mess with me?
Look into my eyes and see (look into my eyes and see)
Lots to do, but you can come along with me
Look into my eyes and see (look into my eyes and see)
Lots to do, but you can come along with me
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17. |
Pretzel Logic
01:15
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I wonder would you take me by the hand
Please, please will you accept my pretzel can
It’s not much, it’s not a meal
I want to let you know how I feel
Salt and wheat, I hoped we’d meet
I saved it up for someone sweet
I wonder would you take me by the hand
Please, please will you accept my pretzel can
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