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A Penguin Samba
05:20
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Who’s that man arresting in the night
Who’s that man again?
Who’s that man who trampled on the rights
Who’s that man again?
Who’s that man nah suffer a list of names
Who’s that man again?
Who’s that man arresting in the night
Who’s that man again, yeah
Who’s that man who chipped away at the gains
Who’s that man again?
Who’s that man who privatised and modernised
Who’s that man again?
Who’s that man ignore us as a million
Who’s that man again?
Who’s that man who privatised and modernised
Who’s that man again, yeah
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Brother
06:04
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Bloodied in fight with the past and the pain
Never heard mother saying
Oh lord I should have tried
Watch for the words on the back of the page
And the numbering upon your wage
Oh lord I should have seen that
When the day comes for the bridges to burn
Throw another lesson learned
Upon a stack of cards
When the day comes for the debt to be paid
We haste to step away
Oh lord we could have tried
Yeah, who lost our brother?
Yeah, who lost our brother?
Find, who lost our brother
Find, who lost our brother
Memory fades when it hurts to recall
But take me standing tall
To fall upon my chances
Memory preys when you’re sick with regret
Nobody here forgets
Oh lord we could have tried
Yeah, who lost our brother?
Yeah, who lost our brother?
Find, who lost our brother
Find, who lost our brother
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Madame
05:25
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And I see, and I say
It is odd to have you set upon my path
My word, better better mum’s the word
For we can’t have a scene among our clique
Madame, madame madame madame
I would fall from a graceful blotted perch
Madame, madame madame madame
Have the power to deviate from age
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Level Head
04:34
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Yeah, can you bury
The trail of blood that feeds a paradise
By, right by the alter
Dressed in a pestilential rhetoric of right
Yeah, I had a nightmare
Where men tow a line in univocal rank
To leave me senseless
For I am just the same, the same as any man
Yeah, I didn’t hesitate
To draw a line beneath a level head
All the while, my head was buried
For I am just the same, the same as any man
For I am just the same, the same as any man
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5. |
Underneath Your Rug
07:39
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Penseur
08:08
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Penseur, réveille toi au monde
Les amants, pourquoi vous restez loin?
Orphée, viens me voir si tardif
Vieux Balzac, pourquoi tu ne bouge pas?
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Trailing Off Course
06:02
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Always, on ready feet to be swept
Hours, stretch in a trail into months
At times, oh what a beautiful thing
Oh what a beautiful thing
And a granule in your thoughts
Thinks the kindliest of thoughts
And a granule in your thoughts
Thinks the kindliest of thoughts
And is always on your thoughts
With a flourish I was swept up
Trailing off of course
Spend the nights a-warm and close
And assuring as you go
On a spittle-coloured excess
Trailing off of course
Trailing off of course
Trailing off of course
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Greenback Dollar
02:34
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I don’t want your millions, mister
I don’t want your diamond ring
All I want is your love, darling
Won’t you take me back again
Once you was my fond affection
And you thought this world of me
Now you’ve gone to love another
Won’t you take me back again
I don't want your greenback dollar
I don't want your silver change
All I want is your love darling
Won't you take me back again
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Me and My Friends Bristol, UK
Me and My Friends play soulful, poignant music with a beat: a unique blend of Afrobeat grooves with deliciously rich
harmonies, languidly graceful cello and playfully funky clarinet, all tied together by the hauntingly elegant voice of singer and guitarist Nick Rasle.
Over the past decade they have gained support from the likes of Giles Peterson, Cerys Matthews, FiP, Soundway and Quantic.
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