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New Millionaires
03:53
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THE NEW MILLIONAIRES
( J e f f r i e s / J o n e s )
You can spend a cheque in the morning
And go hungry the same afternoon
Sometimes the only quarters between you and a rainstorm
Are the quarters of the moon?
You know that for every one way to sit up
There must be 500 ways to beg
How can you ever be a man of standing
With a chain wrapped round your leg?
Just like Arbogast on the top two stairs
You’re waiting for a carver to come cutting through your cares
You’re living on your savings but saving up your prayers
Come on down
New millionaires
The famous say walk in their footsteps
But don’t you go tread on the toes
And if you wait for luck to open up
You’ll be waiting there to see it close
Well it might have been a viscount
Or it might have been a prince
But when he said enjoy your leisure
He did nothing to convince us
Just like Arbogast on the top two stairs
You’re waiting for a carver to come cutting through your cares
You’re living on your savings but saving up your prayers
Come on down
New millionaires
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2. |
Radio Africa Continued
03:43
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RADIO AFRICA CONTINUED
( S k a i th / K e e f e / J o n e s )
They’ve still got trouble, never seems to end
And it’s not just Mugabe, who you can’t defend
The UN and Rwanda keeping the Congo on its knees
And those gouging fortunes in the ANC
Still hearing all this bad news on Radio Africa
Still hearing all this sad news on Radio Africa
Every second child here, lives out on Orphan Street
Looking out with eyes, eyes they know the west can’t meet
Needing more than handouts and much more than seeds to sow
But they need antiretroviral, and a chance to grow
Still hearing all this bad news on Radio Africa
Still hearing all this sad news on Radio Africa
There are flames from a fire of a burning witch
And there’s a war for the earth that is coltan rich
Oh the market curse just turned from bad to worse
And the promise just rots in the mud
There is a diamond mine and the oil pipeline
Both of them running in blood
So many movements went nowhere
But ‘investment’ means and ‘interest’ means it’s harder to fight
Independence had a hidden expense
When the hands on the purse strings were white
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SOMETHING ISN’T HAPPENING
( S k a i th / J o n e s )
His eyes are dry, his skin’s like nicotine
In lines that stretch to show where youth has been
This epitaph, in smoke has wreathed the door
You sense how much this air’s been breathed before
Something isn’t happening here
Something isn’t happening here
It ain’t like we thought that it would have been
Something isn’t happening here
Something isn’t happening
It ain’t like we thought it should have been
The Bible belt, they tighten one more hole
And crush the spirit so to save the soul
While those out on rafts, without a single oar
Watched as the new wave crashed against the shore
Chorus
But you don’t have to ask ‘Who?’
Or ‘wherefore?’ or ‘why ma?’
Cos that’s what it’s there for and this might be Weimar
Don’t give up the ghost when you give up your thanks
Cos they send in the clowns before they send in the tanks
Chorus
His eyes are dry, his skin’s like nicotine
In lines that stretch to show where youth has been
And this snag came from sitting on the fence …
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4. |
Dominion
05:01
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DOMINION
( S k a i th / J o n e s )
From Ramadan to Ramadan
31 tigers were shot through the heart by one hunter
And skinned with a razor blade
Stored in the hull of an old fishing boat
To be sold as a trophy, a rug or a coat
And the hunter can never think twice
Cos 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
And razed by the power saw
Till 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
Chorus
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
Raised to the power ten
Then lemurs and rhinos will be just a footnote
In a forgotten story that somebody wrote
But their passing is no mystery
They’re being stolen
Their passing is no mystery
They are being stolen
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5. |
The Night
03:55
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THE NIGHT
( S k a i th / J o n e s )
The night’s the night, whoever’s spending it
The night’s not hers, but she is lending
A love to last, she’s not pretending it
So quickly passed, she’s not defending it
The night’s a fire, the night’s a fire
The night’s a fire this engine’s speeding to
The night’s a crash this curve is leading to
The night’s a fire
He talks of wine, his words cascading it
An active life, his hands parading it
To please him now, his eyes persuading it
The night’s a lie, there’s no evading it
Chorus
It’s blue and black and broken and bleeding too
The night’s embrace will never stop me needing you
The song that plays, the singer’s faking it
The step they took, should not have taken it
The beating heart, they both are breaking it
The love they made, they start unmaking it
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6. |
Eddie
03:10
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EDDIE
( S k a i th / J o n e s / K e e f e )
Looking at the water
Through the spaces of an iron ore train
The water eddies round the rushes
And Eddie’s 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 him down and snapped him like a twig
His head is full of Goose Green
Tastes the smoke from the damp grass well alight
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’?
And the harbour’s full of 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
Oh we could circle it forever
But we’d never guess the way that Eddie feels
Yea we could circle it forever
But we’d never guess the way that Eddie feels
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7. |
Remember
03:27
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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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8. |
Donovans Doorway
03:15
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DONOVAN’S DOORWAY
( S k a i t h / J o n e s )
There is a stray dog lapping by a kerbside pool
Hear the tap, tap tapping from a tap dance school
The teacher keeps the beat to the old sheet music
They keep in the piano stool
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
To keep us from playing the fool
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
And he’s just applying the rules
in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a fi ne rain falling past a tall fl oodlight
for some fi ne footballing on a weekday night
The players all drive up in limousines
To pull on the red and the white
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
He’s watching from his left to his right
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
keeping us well in his sights
And we could walk this road all night
Could talk it out till the very fi rst light
start from the slightest suggestion
But the odds are against us
Making much progress
Because it’s not just this night that’s in question
in Donovan’s doorway
And there’s a church converted to a hardware store
There’s no one on this street who don’t know the score
Two hearts entwined Mick and Caroline
On a poster that says 'Help the Poor'
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
He asks me what i’m looking for
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
He’s just upholding the law
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
He asks me what i’m looking for
And in Donovan’s doorway
There’s a man with a night stick
And he’s just upholding the law
He asks me what i’m looking for
He asks me what i’m looking for
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9. |
Heart Stop Speaking
04:04
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IT MAKES MY HEART STOP SPEAKING
( S k a i th / J o n e s )
Another day, another day with the excluded
Under pressure, underpaid, the underclass
In all the words there’s only this to be concluded
There is no mystery, there is no unholy ghost
There’s just those who have the least
Must always give the most
It makes my heart stop speaking
Oh it makes my heart stop speaking
The chosen course was writing anthems for the people
But no one listened, no one noticed and no one asked
And set against the scale the sentiments are feeble
You can’t wear melodies, you cannot eat metaphors
What good are featherweights for breaking down the doors?
It makes my heart stop speaking
Oh it makes my heart stop speaking
But don’t wring your hands and ask for guidance
For guidance from above
Choose now between the love of power
And the power of love
Three little words today
I, me, mine
Higher incomes, high and mighty, highwaymen
For me a route is still much more than just its signs
I learned it round by round in fairground boxing booths
There are no easy fights
And yes, no simple truths
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10. |
I Together
03:18
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I TOGETHER
( S k a i t h / J o n e s )
I am the course that you will run
I am the river bed I am the stones
And I will wash you soft and clear
Through locks and cuts and on your owns
I am the rising in the East
The setting out and the going down
I will mark your shadow length
Lie at your feet from soul to crown
I together
I am the sand that rocks become
The sand that shifts, the sand that sings
Beneath a thousand buds will grow
Within the movement of these springs
I together
The tower cranes they trace their steel arcs in the sky
And lurch great loads above the bed, the bed in which we lie
Oh I together, oh I together
I am the breeze that eases you
The wind that whips the hurricane
I am the movement from inside
That stirs and shakes the window pane
I am the course that you will run
I am the river bed I am the stones
And I will wash you soft and clear
Through locks and cuts and on your owns
I together
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11. |
Church on Fire
03:52
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CHuRCH ON FIRE
( J o n e s / A g o n a / K a n g w e n a / S k a i t h )
The church just caught fire and it seems like no one noticed
The padre is screaming down the wire, ‘Get the ladder!’ ‘Get the hoses!’
We are going to use up all the water that got set apart by Moses
The church just caught fire, see the flames leap up like roses
Holy smoke
We’ve got a church on fire
Oh the church just caught fire, you can see it from the window
People stare up at the spire as they’re going to the go-go
And the ashes spill on down like the snow that fell on fresno
The church just caught fire, going boom like a volcano
Holy smoke
We’ve got a church on fire
And it singe the thief, burn the liar, melt down pain, consume desire
Holy smoke, we’ve got a church on fire
The church just caught fire and it might not spare the members
And here comes Judas i, hoping nobody here remembers
There’s no safety in a kiss in your Junes and your novembers
The church just caught fire, don’t go sifting through the embers
Holy smoke
oh yes, the church is on fire
When we going to learn, learn, learn, learn, learn, learn
That we going to burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
When we going to learn, learn, learn, learn, learn, learn
That we going to burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
With this church on fire
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Latin Quarter UK
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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