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Stains
03:05
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Here is a story that will make you sad
About a girl that went slightly mad
Left her home and all her thoughts behind
Hit the town and slowly lost her mind
She had a song that crept inside her head
It knew that the girl was easily misled
Before too long it had complete control
Of her mind, body and soul
The worst that had been was yet to come
And it would change the things she’d done
But for a time it would wait
Those memories are just a stain
Just wash away the stains
You’re gonna come clean in the morning
There’ll be no guilt, no pain
(Scrub-a-dub-dub)
You just spray stains away
This is the story of the song and the girl
And how the song it will destroy her world…
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2. |
Damaged Goods
04:09
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Sixteen Candles and you were shown the door
Daddy didn’t want you, he expected more
So you put on your party shoes and hit the town running
You struck like a hurricane they never saw you coming
You met so many people, you never felt so alone
Lock your memories up in a case
The song in your head will keep them hidden away
With his mind on the bottle he worked you to the bone
Mummy never helped you she had problems of her own
So you put on your red dress and you dance ‘til the morning
You’re an urban nightmare you should come with a warning
You wake up with strangers, you never felt so ashamed
Lock your memories up in a case
The song in your head will keep them hidden away
And as you spiral out of control
The song gets louder and the less you know
Where’d you go?
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3. |
Country Girl (Part One)
03:27
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There she stands, a country girl
A long, long way from home
With her suitcase in her hand
Her dress is torn and her mind is blown
(But she) Burns all her bridges down
And she looks straight ahead
She’ll be a woman now ‘cause that country girl is dead
Gets a room and a two-bit job
And she tries to find her feet
The pressure cooker of city life
Has thrown her in the end that’s deep
(So she) Takes the bull by the horns
And butters both sides of her bread
She’ll be a woman now ‘cause that country girl is dead
That country girl is dead
There she stands, the country girl
A long, long way from home
The pressure’s showing on her face
The dress is new but her mind’s still blown
(But she’s) Burned all her bridges now
She was easily misled
She’s a damaged woman now that country girl is dead
That country girl is dead
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4. |
Melting Moments
05:21
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Light and lonely, open slowly
Store in a cool dry place
Open daily, tomorrow only
One bulb left to blow
Get your tickets from a hole in the wall
Poke and prod until you are in the corner and small
Chasing the lights that you see at the end
Go slowly round the deceptive bend
Every melting moment you feel nothing at all
“That’s exactly right…I know what you mean
I understand completely…mmm hmm”
Every melting moment one bulb left to blow
Every melting moment you feel nothing at all
Light and lonely, open slowly
Store in a cool dry place
Open daily, tomorrow only
One bulb left to blow
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5. |
Subscription
05:42
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The telephone is screaming and the bills are flooding in
My box is overflowing and I’m emptying the bin
It’s filling up the corners and it’s filling up the floor
There’s no room left to move around but you keep on sending more
The stereo is bleeding, stops the buzzing in my ears
I only ticked for temporary you’ve been giving it for years
It’s taking all my time up ‘cause I’m filling in your forms
I wish I didn’t sign up now the others must be warned
I’m canceling my subscription to you
I’m sick of constant ringing on the phone and in my ears
I called your operator, “Sorry sir nobody cares”
I’ve had it up to here with all your tales and lying eyes
When I woke up this morning I woke up and I was wise
I’m canceling my subscription to you
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6. |
It's My Party
02:34
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It’s my party and I’m the only one I know
I’ve been thinking about leaving since the start of the show
It’s my party and time’s creeping slow
I’ve been thinking rather than drinking
And I’m sinking below
It’s my party
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7. |
You Are Mine
04:12
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I’m the one who’ll creep
Up on you from behind
Burrow inside and
Gnaw at your fragile mind
Stand on your shoulder
Offering you advice
You won’t know I’m there
You will be none the wiser
You’ll unwind. You are mine.
Take your time. You are mine.
All of your secrets
Wrap them up good and tight
We’ll open them one day
And I’ll be by your side
The deeper they’re buried
Will add to your surprise
I’ll keep them from you
Until the time’s just right, dear
You’ll unwind. You are mine.
Take your time. You are mine.
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PART ONE: CROOKED GIRL
Sister sister, won’t you come on down?
I’m the tune sinister and you’re fun to have around
You’re a sweet resister; you’ve made this so much fun
But now’s the time to finish what I’ve done
Take my hand and I’ll show you he way
I’m your new religion, get on your knees and pray
You’re a crooked girl
Let’s just get that straight
Don’t try and run, you know you won’t get far
You look confused. You don’t know who you are
Just step inside (said the spider to the fly)
You’re safe in here just close that door behind
You’re a crooked girl
Let’s just get that straight
PART TWO: THE STRUGGLE (instrumental)
PART THREE: TIP THE SCALES (instrumental)
PART FOUR: RELENT (instrumental)
PART FIVE: FLUTTERBIRD
Step into the sun flutterbird
You’ve a reason to be heard
Take that leap to space before
A push becomes a shove
Step into the sun
Step into the sun flutterbird
Grace and beauty undisturbed
Take the whole world in at your door
But don’t forget your song
Don’t forget your song
Fly on Flutterbird
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9. |
Country Girl (Part Two)
02:39
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Girl you got a troubled mind
It’s too long that you kept it hid
The sun’s gone out the bad air’s come in
Who the hell were you trying to kid?
You burned all your bridges down
But now they’ve been rebuilt
Girl you got a troubled mind
It’s too long that you kept it hid
You took the bull by the horns
You buttered both sides of your bread
But then your past came tumbling in
Now your country mind is dead
That country girl is dead
The song got in your head
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10. |
The Song
02:16
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She sits all alone in a room painted white
There’s music that nobody hears
The same song’s been playing for near on a year
She doesn’t get tired of it, loses her mind in it
There are trolleys in hallways; there are whistles and bells
But she doesn’t move from her chair
White coats appearing like ships in the night
But just as quick they disappear
The grocer, the baker, they all tried to shake her
She dives to the depths of despair
So she sits all alone in a room painted white
She’s in there and nobody cares
All that she has is her song; she’s the only one singing along
All that she has is her song; she’s the only one singing along
She hopes for, she gropes for a meaning to it all
But she can’t see the wood for the trees
So she climbs deep inside herself, locks the way out
The lights on but nobody’s home
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