1. |
Remember
03:11
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REMEMBER
(Skaith)
in the house of the almighty Lord
They all shall come, the great, the small
The have-nots and the have-it-all shall enter
There’s a body from a foreign war
Draped in fl ag, the bugle calls
To pray in sorrow, but bless the cause
remember
shall we not remember?
But would the man from Verdun speak of ‘glory’
if he laid the wreath?
And if the empire called again, would he defend her?
And what of those who held Madrid
While Washington and London hid?
or those that kept the Athens bridge
Traitored by an allied kiss?
shall we not remember?
And who believes He came to die
for uniforms where padres hide
To bless the violence on our side
knowing smaller nations cry?
‘Thou shalt not kill’
Unless of course the meek shall try
And share the earth
With those who found their power at birth
remember
shall we not remember?
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2. |
Nico
03:21
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Nico
(Jeffries/Jones)
If chaos had a face it would have your endless eyes
I would never learn to swim them, never learn to fly
I would never find the way out, never learn the grid
The first time I saw them, I really should have hid.
But you looked like Nico
And I knew from the get-go
That I just couldn’t let go
Because you looked like Nico.
And I knew from the get-go
That I just couldn’t let go
The poppy is a red, a red it shares with blood
What we gather in a heartbeat, we let go in the flood
I thought that I had won her trust, I won the blues instead
This is where I stumbled, this is where I bled
But you looked like Nico
And I knew from the get-go
That I just couldn’t let go
Because you looked like Nico.
And I knew from the get-go…….
When we met why did it look like a movie
Or maybe an ad
Why were the first ten seconds
The best ten seconds we had?
But you looked like Nico
And I knew from the get-go
That I just couldn’t let go
Because you looked like Nico.
And I knew from the get-go
That I just couldn’t let go
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3. |
Phil Ochs
04:14
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Phil Ochs
(Skaith/Jones)
Here comes Phil Ochs shovel on his shoulder
Trailing a hoe along the Ho Chi Minh trail
But the trail is on Bleeker Street
And Phil's on his uppers
It's the mid-nineteen seventies and its not looking too good
For a man with a mission and a man with a passion
When you run out of fashion
And it don't come crawling back
Here comes Phil Ochs, he's got a chip on his shoulder
They can't cut his jacket to cover it up
When one war is over but ten are beginning
And the movement's gone missing because they all just moved away
Oh they moved into property, they moved off into futures
They moved into ads, and that's as sad as it can get
Run, run, run from Phil,
Phil's on a three-day drunk
He's up on his high horse, he's staggering and sauced
Run, run, run from Phil,
Phil's on a three-day drunk
But he wasn't alone when he stumbled off course
Here comes Phil Ochs, devil on his shoulder
Carrying his guitar and the weight of the world
But if there's a place for the millionaires,
then there's space for the troubadour
And while there's a space, there's always a chance out there
That a melody lingers, and we keep getting singers
Who've got more on their minds
Than the latest Dow Jones share…
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4. |
Dominion
04:13
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Dominion
(Skaith/Jones)
From Ramadan to Ramadan, thirty one tigers
Where shot through the heart by one hunter
And skinned with a razor blade
Stowed in the hull of an old fishing boat
To be sold as a trophy, a rug or a coat
And the hunter can't ever think twice
Because his children depend on the rice
Reptile, feline, amphibian
They suffer man's dominion
Raptor, equine, simian
They suffer man's dominion
From Belem to back again, tropical forest
Is slashed and burned by the acre
Then razed by the power saw
'Til nothing that's living is safe or remote
A lizard is slit from its tail to its throat
So the North demands from the South
Where you live direct from your hand to your mouth
But what he takes now he can never replace
Not even the Cheetah could ever keep pace
What he lives alongside is just merchandise
For those who don't know the value
But are hot on the price
From Geelong to Genoa, snake is in fashion
With birds eggs and butterfly wings
Raise to the power ten
Then Lemurs and rhinos are just some foot-note
In a forgotten study somebody wrote
But their passing is no mystery
They're being stolen
But their passing is no mystery
They're being stolen
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5. |
Dylan Thomas was right
03:18
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Dylan Thomas was Right
(Skaith)
I look in the glass, who's that staring back?
Not the person who's inside I swear.
On the bus and the shops I'm still taken aback
How come they're calling me 'sir'?
(Chorus )
I will try and accept the advice
Not cowed at the close of the day
I’ll go kicking, not gently into the long night.
Dylan Thomas was right
And I have won races I’ve heard the applause
I’ve stood in the light on the stage
But the past is still with us, never quite disappears
But it struggles to brighten the dimming of age
If only youth knew, if only age could
This frustration of being alive
There’s so much I believe, so much I denounce
But life's mystery persists to confound me.
Life’s mystery persists to confound me.
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6. |
Even Superman
03:37
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Even Superman (is dead)
(M: Steve Skatih / Lyrics: Mike Jones)
Even Superman, even Superman is dead
But there’s still bucks to be built out of the rubble where he bled
Take his cape and cut it into squares
And sell it long to uncertain people to show them someone cares
Take the kryptonite and bury it in lead
Tell the world, tell the world that doesn’t wait
Tell the world that even Superman is dead.
Take his bright insignia take his gold and molten shield
Prepare your eyes for the sight of all the dread that it conceals.
Take Metropolis, take his love for Lois Lane
And ask ourselves why the hell we thought he’d ever kept us sane.
Even Superman’s no more
But can you answer the question
‘What did we invent him for?’
Even Superman’s expired
Too weak to wrestle with the world that he inspired
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Swimming against the stream
(Skaith/Jones)
They're growing pines now in cotton soil
Still making boxes for the sons of toil
Still bend your back to pick you food stamps up
Black coffee still comes in a tall white cup
They took the signs down but it's loud and it's clear
You want to eat? Well now, it can't be here
Tell me how long the train's been gone
Tell me again about the dream
Tell me the story of glory hallelujah
And how we're swimming against the stream
More talk of marching on Washington
It never really seems to get things done
Along the way we maybe make good friends
But they can't tell us where the rainbow ends
It's getting more now than just out of reach
And don't go looking down at Howard Beach
Montgomery and Selma - go ask Congress
25 years, change hasn't meant progress
In Chicago you live on the south or the west side
But just like the townships - try moving in outside
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8. |
Older
04:45
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Older
(Skaith/Jones)
Your nails are dirty from the city
I catch you thinking it's a pity
You ever had that bluebird tattoo on your shoulder
Sunlight spelling summer dresses
Across your Judes, across your Tesses
But the evenings always turn out to be colder
Chorus:
Older... Do the days that come now fly by?
Older... Does the blood that boiled now run dry?
Older... Still too much to be done to sit and just wonder why
There's a box you keep the past in
You keep it locked, you keep it lasting
Your mother's photograph, the things you never told her
A child demanding your attention
A quarrel needs your intervention
The words you use surprise you when you scold her
Chorus
When your youth burned like a coal
You said you wanted to make it white-hot
But in the hard sell of your soul you got stamped out
When your youth burned like a coal
You said you wanted to make it white-hot
But in the hard sell of your soul you got stamped out
Like an ingot
Chorus
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9. |
You and Me
04:58
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You and Me
(M: Steve Skaith / Lyrics: Michael MacNeill)
I’ve heard the lies that you said before
Heard the lies that you cried before
All the times love has died before and it was over.
All the days that have played before us
All the hands that have strayed upon us
All the times you’ve lied for us
All the times you tried
It’s you and it’s me
And it’s now or never
It’s you and it’s me and I’ll do whatever
And I will trust you, I will trust you
So never again
It’s you and it’s me
And that’s fine
All the words that have gone before
All the hurt that was wrong before
All the misheard sighs in our time
And to all the love that was lost before us
All the dogs that have lain before us
And the calm that became us, there’s no harm.
All the lies, all the cries all the times you tried before.
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10. |
Niamh
03:08
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Niamh
(Jeffries/Jones)
Niamh, you have to believe
That when December hangs above your roof
The winter’s only half the truth
That smile of yours is all the proof you need
Niamh, no tricks up my sleeve
I’m not asking you to take a card
Or make a choice you find too hard
Life’s made of moments we discard and leave
Believe
Here’s an ancient saying that I just made up
‘It’s the drowning man who understands it all’
And I know you won’t be throwing me a lifeline
But maybe, just maybe, you could call…
Niamh, it’s you that I breathe
And my breathing tells me I exist
But barely since the last we kissed
Now I’m a paid-up pessimist in need
Niamh, don’t be so naïve
It’s beyond us to right every wrong
Took all I had to write this song
It’s summer now and far too long, indeed
Believe,
Oh, Niamh,
Believe,
Oh Niamh…
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11. |
Free as a bird
03:43
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Free as a bird
(Skaith)
Here we go again
She’s got something that she wants to talk about.
I can guess
Cos I can see that look in her eyes
There’s a new guy it seems
They’ve been doing more than hanging out
And she asks ‘Don’t I, don’t I too feel something’s gone wrong?’
And I say ‘No
Oh please don’t go’.
I can go out tonight I am free as a bird
Do anything I like I am free as a bird
With anyone I like I am free as a bird
I just can’t fly back to her
I just can’t fly back to her.
Don’t it always seem
The moment the star is shining brightest
That’s when they end the dream
Maybe it’s just me who got it wrong again
But I don’t want
I don’t want this thing to just slip away
Cos love like this don’t grow on trees
No matter what my friends say
I say ‘No
Oh please don’t go.’
Free as Bird (Skaith)
Here we go again
She’s got something that she wants to talk about.
I can guess
Cos I can see that look in her eyes
There’s a new guy it seems
They’ve been doing more than hanging out
And she asks ‘Don’t I, don’t I too feel something’s gone wrong?’
And I say ‘No
Oh please don’t go’.
I can go out tonight I am free as a bird
Do anything I like I am free as a bird
With anyone I like I am free as a bird
I just can’t fly back to her
I just can’t fly back to her.
Don’t it always seem
The moment the star is shining brightest
That’s when they end the dream
Maybe it’s just me who got it wrong again
But I don’t want
I don’t want this thing to just slip away
Cos love like this don’t grow on trees
No matter what my friends say
I say ‘No
Oh please don’t go.’
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12. |
I want you
03:07
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I Want You
(Skaith)
Well did I say too much to you
Or take up too much room?
Did I move too fast for you?
Wasn’t it what you wanted
Or was it just too soon?
The last time that I saw you
Imagine my surprise
I told you how I loved you
You said ‘Thank you, I’ll text you
And vanished from my eyes
Oh what can you say?
Oh what can you do?
One day it’s good, next day it’s bad
But I want you.
Well my friends say just forget her
And I’m sure that’s very wise
They are just trying to be helpful
But they haven’t slept in your bed
Never woken up to your eyes.
Is there no end, is there no end?
To where you stop and I begin?
Is there no end, is there no end?
To where you stop and I begin?
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13. |
Eddie
03:56
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Eddie
(Skaith/Jones/Keefe)
Looking at the water
Through the spaces of an iron-ore train
The water eddies round the rushes
And Eddies round at my house, insane.
The breakers in the distance
Cut the air like the crackle of a CB rig.
They found a crack in Eddie
And they tore it down, and snapped him like a twig.
His head is full of Goose Green
Tastes the smoke from the damp grass, well alight
And Eddie's waiting for the choppers
And he goes on waiting long into the night.
And I thought I heard a voice
Didn't someone here just whisper, "Rejoice".
The harbour's filled with newsmen,
Little boats go bobbing, like a Dunkirk repeat
To a train ride and a welcome
And "Well done, Eddie" right across the street.
The water's grey and choppy
On the Lake out by the fairground big wheel.
We could circle it forever
But we'd never guess the way that Eddie feels.
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14. |
All I could do
03:58
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All I could do
(M: Steve Jeffries / Lyrics: Michael MacNeill)
It’s all I could do
To stop the sound of the sirens
And the sounds of the crying
Holding the hands of the shaking
And those of the dying
Those that were praying
Those that were lying.
It’s all I could do
It’s all I could do
It’s all I could do
To walk in silence
To listen to the streets
Can’t immerse in my own world
Of rhymes and beats
Global success, public defeats
It’s all I could do
It’s all I could do
It’s all I could do
To turn off the screen
And look again to a post
That said save your country
And those you love most
Angels with automatic weapons
And the holy ghost
It’s all I could do
It’s all I could do
To know a name and call it aloud
To sense the misery of the scattering crowd
To celebrate the people
That still make me proud
It’s all I could do
It’s all I could do
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15. |
The Pantomime of Wealth
05:49
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The Pantomime of Wealth
(Skaith, Jeffries, Stevens, Buys)
It was the wedding of the year I’d say, if not the century
The helicopter taxis filled the sky
And the dress cost a country
And our job was to sit and stare, open-mouthed
And reflect on our place in this lottery.
Here’s the renaissance man from the 80’s band talking to the oligarch
He’s heard all the rumours but he wants to find out for himself
But the daughter assures him they’re fans of human fights
So he’ll sing for his supper in this pantomime of wealth
In this worldwide pantomime of wealth.
Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
Make room for the butlers, the maids, the domestic help
Some will get smart uniforms, others hidden beneath the stairs
Extras in this pantomime of wealth.
It was the wedding of the year I’d say, if not the century
The helicopter taxis filled the sky and the dress cost a country
And our job was to sit and stare, open-mouthed
And reflect on our place in this lottery.
In this worldwide pantomime of wealth
In this worldwide pantomime of wealth
We are many, they are few.
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Latin Quarter are celebrating the 40th anniverary of their 'Modern Times'-album this year. They first burst onto the scene with their singles "Radio Africa" and "New Millionaires" – songs that stayed for months in the German single charts in the 80s. The band split up in 1998. In 2011 five of the original musicians got together again. 7 new albums released after this reunion. . ... more
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