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Phenominal Joe
03:29
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Paranoia kept me where I am
Locked the doors and rot away my plans
Every kind of addiction he tried
Every kind of redemption for an afterlife
I can't cope, I can't cope with the day today
I can't cope, I can't cope with living this way
I can't cope, I can't cope
I need Phenomenal Joe
Phenomenal Joe
Phenomenal Joe
Phenomenal Joe
British feeling where I am
Monochrome and middle class
Every cigarette he flick to the road side
Every lonely social ladder ladder he cimb
I can't cope, I can't cope with the day today
I can't cope, I can't cope with living this way
I can't cope, I can't cope
I need Phenomenal Joe
Phenomenal Joe
Phenomenal Joe
Phenomenal Joe
Not a superhero come down to visit us
A modern man caught in a paradox
A modern man caught in a paradox
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2. |
Yorkville
01:49
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Banana peel in Yorkville
And I could see myself going hungry in Yorkville
People angry as I barge into them
It's too hot to even notice them
All the bands that play here are old
People going away on holiday
Because it's either too hot or too cold
Banana peel in Yorkville
And I could see myself going hungry in Yorkville, Toronto.
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3. |
Cities Burn
05:17
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Does anybody know the way out of this shit-hole
Because my eyes are turning grey from the concrete in my soul?
Does anybody know the way out of this middle class hell
Where they whittle down your soul into something that will sell?
Callous and cold, the same routine
Founded a religion based around blasphemy
You walk down our streets and they tell you what to wear
But don't listen to them
Just listen to me
Mary was a country girl
She kept it to herself
She wove it on the lining of her silken evening coat
You walk down our streets and they tell you what to wear
But don't listen to them
Just listen to me
Think of violence
Think of evil
You say it's 'cause there is too many people
In this city, in this town
It's no good to be around
I think I'll make a swift escape
You walk down our streets and they tell you what to wear
But don't listen to them
Just listen to me
I don't look right
We are not the same as you
I don't feel right
We are not the same as you
So you say
You walk down our streets and they tell you what to wear
But don't listen to them
Just listen to me
Cities Burn
The Cities Burn
It looks pretty if you don't live in the city
Cities Burn
The Cities Burn
It looks pretty if you don't live in the city
All your violence and your downtown dirt is just a game to us
All your laughter and your downtown mirth is just a call to us to get on the bus
I've got a mortgage on my back
I'm a walking heart attack 'round here
Cities Burn
The Cities Burn
It looks pretty if you don't live in the city
Cities Burn
The Cities Burn
It looks pretty if you don't live in the city
All your violence and your downtown dirt is just a game to us
All your laughter and your downtown mirth is just a call to us to get on the bus
I've got a mortgage on my back
I'm a walking heart attack 'round here
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4. |
Liberal
05:01
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We are the liberal Youth, we are
We are
Concerned with issues of morality that we shouldn't be
We are the protectors of virgin girls
Imbued with teenage curls and their dubious charms of liberal disgrace
We are the martyrs of our generation
Excluded by our own youth culture and it's violent displays
And everyone is going to hear about it
'Cause we've all got to pay for our fifteen minute fame
We are leaving because we have to
Because we can't go on this way
We are leaving because we have to
Because we can't go on this way
We are the kids who refuse to toil
We are the cynics in the age of oil and where we shouldn't be
We are the critics of excessive wealth
With unwavering faith in the National Heath.
We are leaving because we have to
Because we can't go on this way
We are leaving because we have to
Because we can't go on this way
We are leaving because we have to
Because we can't go on this way
We are leaving because we have to
Because we can't go on this way
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5. |
Border Police
06:18
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We're gonna play to the border police
Until they let us in
We're gonna play to the border police
Because it looks like they haven't smiled in a week
Look at the way he's trying to deal with me
Who gives these people authority?
He's shouting at me but I'm being so nice
Maybe he needs a little music in his life
We're gonna play to the border police
Until they let us in
We're gonna play to the border police
Because it looks like they haven't smiled in a week
If anything I'd say that he could be a country music fan
Bust out the synths, let's have a krautrock jam.
We're gonna play to the border police
Until they let us in (etc.)
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6. |
Saskatoon
03:31
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Saskatoon is a very long way
They say that everything is flat
But if I get there I can't afford to get back
Saskatoon is a very long way
Going to go to a local bar
See if they let me play
You know what I want to do
And you know what I'm going to say
Saskatoon is a very long way
I was working when the markets ceased
In a sweatshop making DVDs
Maybe now's the time to take control of our own land
How did things get so out of hand
Got a little work needs finishing
Got a little money slowly diminishing
Bureaucracy, paperwork in my way
But Saskatoon is a very long way
Saskatoon is a very long way
They say that everything is flat
But if I get there I can't afford to get back
Saskatoon is a very long way
I was sleeping when the depression hit my house
Rotted through my walls and my bank account
Maybe now's the time to initiate a change
How can things seem so far away?
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7. |
A Letter To You
02:55
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I knew that if I sang a quiet song
I wouldn't wake my house-mates up
And because I can't study I look to the sky
And the same you're looking at
I'm imagining it's mine
If I wrote a letter to you
Could it be anything but a love letter?
So I don't write anything at all
And quaint little England doesn't miss me at all
My diary's been filling up
And the bible's now your go-to book
With paedophilic priests that have done themselves in
And Catholic self doubt heralding the new century.
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8. |
Spare Me
04:31
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Couples kissing on the bus to Brock
Make me feel alone
Have no fear, they are vanishing before my eyelids
Kicking and crying on the bus to New York
Make me wish I was anywhere else but here
You got the motion
I got the means
Read the instructions
But they're not overly clear
I've got the feeling
Find a new road and making it my home
I've got the angst now
I didn't want it at all
Spare me
Spare me
Spare me
Spare me
Symptoms of freedom are hard to put my finger on
Felt it Tuesday but passing sweet and momentary
Bereft of action contained in this contraption
Spirit and soul betrayed in the twist
You got the motion
I got the means
Read the instructions
But they're confusing
I've got the feeling
Find a new road and making it my home
I've got the angst now
I didn't want it at all
Spare me
Spare me
Spare me
Spare me
Tried to tell you that love is free
Away with my English friend
Pity him, he's as sick as me.
We're both strangers in this new country
I never say what I mean to say
It just isn't the English way
If I was Canadian and I was in love
I'd just tell you, I've had enough
You got the motion
I got the means
Read the instructions
But they're confusing
I've got the feeling
Find a new road and making it my home
I've got the angst now
I didn't want it at all
Spare me
Spare me
Spare me
Spare me
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9. |
River Me
04:38
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Today the summer ends
The people that were smiling running 'round the embankment
Have packed their bags
Come in, come in from the cold
Every year I feel it more and more
Riverside walk
River me
Stay the night with me
Riverside walk
River me
Stay the night with me
These stadiums we fill with our heroes
Need them more as they get older
Hand me down another memory
Sometimes I don't know whose they are.
Riverside walk
River me
Stay the night with me
Riverside walk
River me
Stay the night with me
Everybody knows there's a skill to being alone
Everybody knows you can be born with it.
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10. |
Exotic Names
04:04
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Trumpets announce the start of every meaningful conversation
That I'm not privy to
Won't be fooled again by going abroad
Late night phone calls
To foreign girls
With exotic names
I blame my education for that
But this is the last time I will fall in love
And trust my heart to find it
But this is the last time I will fall in love
And trust my heart to find it
Feelings bereft
So I'll celebrate all this empty time
That I've wanted for so long
And I'll give it to you
Until someone else comes along with a similar voice, similar face to you
All I can do is sing in this broken voice.
But this is the last time I will fall in love
And trust my heart to find it
But this is the last time I will fall in love
And trust my heart to find it
Signals cannot reach me now
Leaving in the morning
And I'm gone.
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11. |
Tall Like Me
03:09
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When I'm in the chair
You can't tell that anybody is in the chair
And when I reach out my hand
It's like something is crawling through the air
With the black that traps
And the apron tacked
She tells me to lean back my hair
Why should I care about the crap you watch on television?
You live so easy I see that it is you that is enlightened, not me.
My oh my you've grown so tall like me
And though I did not intend to
I didn't have much choice in the matter
If only I'd grow a little fatter
I go to an establishment of respectable men
And the conservative topics they discuss
Well, they grate on me like metal to cheese
I'm scared of the words
I'm scared of the things that I've heard
On a riverside walk they just push me off the track
I can't concentrate
The things you adore I can't appreciate
But I love it when you're talking to me
About the things I'll never see
No I don't own a TV
Je prefere en francais
Alors je ne suis pas attandre a comprendre
Turn the radio up
I will dance to the words that they're conjuring up
I didn't get a word
Of the french lady. french tour that we heard
In between the scenes Ottawa unravelled itself to me.
Constant confusion
State of delusion
All I can do is weep
Tall black tears
Tall black tears
Tall black tears
Tall black tears
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12. |
Way Home
03:58
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When are you gonna find you're way home?
Gonna find out where you belong?
When are you gonna find you're way home?
Gonna find out where you belong?
I've lived in towns and cities feeling wrong
I'm never in one place too long
When are you gonna find you're way home?
Gonna find out where you belong?
When are you gonna find you're way home?
Gonna find out where you belong?
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JACK GOODALL Birmingham, UK
Jack Goodall And The Kick are a new Birmingham-based band doing their own kind of music.
Solo Goodall has toured Ireland, Britain and Canada and released three albums.
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