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Just a Game
02:31
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Here lies under autumn skies
Beneath the mists and the hawk that flies
Another product of some learned ability
Destiny waits and accepts its fragility
Afforded charity for the pursuit of a dream
Who could know what that might mean?
Carried from the house past the grandfather clock
The key must stay within the lock
For such opportunity is not ours to hold forever
But to grasp like stories told together
And to ponder: was it simply born to die?
Or did he kill it? You decide!
Ah yeah
Three cheers for the oh-so-nears
and the prize that never came
The monkey's running low on ink
and I'm scared I feel the same
Even then I'll scratch away cos I know no other way
And you know it's just a game
I know it's just a game
I've never squeezed a stone so hard in the hope that blood will flow
I feel unfairly battle-scarred, but I guess you'd never know
The DJ on the radio has never heard my name
But it's time to play the game
It's time to play the game
It'll always be the same
I know it's just a game
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2. |
Kasumi
03:05
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No-one can see your heart, no-one can see your heart
No-one can see your heart cos you're too careful
No-one can see, at least that's what you say
I cannot unsee a perfect vision right before me, a mental photograph
I wanna play your game but I got nothin'
Think that you've won? Well count up your score...
Kasumi – you don't have to be alone, come to me
Kasumi – you don't have to be your own rhapsody
Kasumi – you don't have to be alone, come to me
Come to me, Kasumi
Love's a two-player game; solo is not the same
Love's a two-player game and I got credit
Open your heart cos A CHALLENGER COMES!
I know you don't see guys like me, evidently I'm getting nowhere fast
How can I play the game if you won't let me?
I don't know the moves but I'm still keen to spar
Kasumi – you don't have to be alone, come to me
Kasumi – you don't have to be your own rhapsody
Kasumi – you don't have to be alone, come to me
Come to me, Kasumi
Kasumi – you don't have to be alone in this world
Kasumi – you don't have to be your own rhapsody, girl
Kasumi – you don't have to be alone, come to me
Come to me, come to me, Kasumi
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3. |
World on Fire
02:49
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I see your smugness rise
Inside your echo chamber of sycophants and lies
Those who deny, stone cold
You'll crawl along the floor under the smoke you swore just wasn't at your door
What will you do? Because you'll hold your breath and when you get outside
You'll see the truth
Yes you will, you'll see the truth
Nowhere to hide
You state your thoughts as facts
Even though we can see daylight through the cracks
Your logic's flawed and yet I know you'd sooner die
Than to admit perhaps that you should change your mind
Yeah, this is fine or so you say
Where is the proof? Well look outside
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world is literally on fire
The world is literally on fire
I see your smugness rise
Inside your echo chamber of sycophants and lies
Those who deny, stone cold
You'll crawl along the floor under the smoke you swore just wasn't at your door
What will you do? Because you'll hold your breath and when you get outside
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world is literally on fire
The world is literally on fire
And still it burns...
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4. |
Bridge of Glass
05:25
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A ticking clock is all I hear in the stillness of the house
It's days since you were here and your echo's fading out
But if I listen really hard, your fragile voice still rings
In the corners of my mind, in the darkness of my dreams
And I feel beneath my feet
This bridge is made of glass
Connecting me to you
It used to be so strong
But now it cracks with every move
It cracks with every move
I'm always searching for a light
When I feel you take my hand
I swear you kiss my cheek but I don't understand
You're with me 'til the day
but then you're back so far away
This bridge is made of glass
Connecting me to you
It used to be so strong
But now it cracks with every move
This bridge is made of glass
Connecting me to you
It used to be so strong
But now it cracks with every move
It cracks with every move
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5. |
Perfect Snow
04:58
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Look around, my love
The snow is falling and it lays on the ground
without a sound
You're sleepy and it's warm in here and early, yes I know
but there's magic and I wanna show you
Hold on tight, my love
I'll be right next to you, I won't let you fall
Won't let you fall
There's silence and a beauty in the stillness of the street
Every crunch of our feet makes you feel it now
Oh yeah, you feel it now
Oh yeah, you feel it now, oh yeah
Let's make birds of snow
We'll set them feeding on the stone by the weir
They landed here
There's people taking pictures and I notice that your smile
has been gone for so long, but I see it now
Oh yeah, I see it now
Oh yeah, I see it now, oh yeah
Yeah! x4
Perfect snow
Don't let go, just hold my hand
Perfect snow
Time will flow but it's alright
We'll be right here, always
Where snow birds fly
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6. |
Party in Rio
03:29
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Did you ever feel animal attraction
Simply from your lover’s eyes?
The film director saves this miracle reaction
And he sells it to the shy
I knew a girl who deserved so much better
Than the man with whom she lay
She was his wife, but not his lover
A replacement for his mother
And I’m so glad she got away - hey!
There’s a party in Rio
There’s a party in Rio
There’s a party in Rio
There’s a party in Rio
(Instrumental)
There’s a party in Rio
There’s a party in Rio
There’s a party in Rio
There’s a party in Rio
So let’s hear three cheers for the oh-so-nears
And the prize that never came
And yes, the monkey’s out of ink now
But I’m comforted to think now
He and I will work again
Oh yeah! Woop woop! Yeah, that's right - bring it home
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7. |
Do a Kickflip
02:02
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Every night I Google his face so I’m not tweeted out
Every night I Google his face so I’m not laughed about
I’ve heard tales of young Tony Hawk pics put on dating sites
One girl said that she got suspicious after swiping right
She will sit and Google his face when she’s stood up tonight
Yo – do a kickflip!
Yo – do a kickflip!
Yo – do a kickflip!
Do a kickflip!
I can’t (do a kickflip)
I can’t (do a kickflip)
I can’t (do a kickflip)
I can’t do a kickflip!
(Solo)
Every night I Google his face so I’m not one of those guys
Don’t you think you should do the same
so you’re never one of those guys?
What if Tony Hawk looked at me when I was selling fries?
Every night I Google his face so I’m not one of those guys
Do a kickflip!
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8. |
Wink and I'll Know
03:40
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Monkey’s back, now there’s two
Only the best for you
And if you listen hard to my beating heart
It’s four on the floor, not two
I’ve got a red guitar, I want a TVR
Hit the PCH
And if you think I’m dreamin’
Well you got me believin’
Thoughts you facilitate
With you, nothing is quite what it seems
You’re the face that I see in my dreams
If you wink then I’ll know what you mean
What you mean yeah alright
Yeah it’s been too long without a straight rock song
Played on your radio
And yeah I guess I would proffer
I’ve got something to offer
Rather than overthrow
With you, nothing is quite what it seems
You’re the face that I see in my dreams
If you wink then I’ll know what you mean
What you mean yeah
With you, nothing is quite what it seems
You’re the face that I see in my dreams
If you wink then I’ll know what you mean
What you mean yeah alright
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Justin Towell Bath, UK
Justin is a singer/songwriter from Somerset, England, currently living in Bath. His entirely self-recorded music spans a wide variety of genres but is based in good, honest guitar rock.
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