1. |
blush
03:45
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one day i’m going to find me a way
to put a stop to those moments
tripping over my tongue
i have sung, after all
anything that i want
but still cannot simply say
i feel good about us
i am caught up in the rush of you
feel so good about us
oh hell i get too nervous to blush
one time, just one time i would like
to melt into seduction with eloquent prose
i have strode centre stage
quite at home in that light
so why oh why can’t i say
i feel good about us …etc
maybe i’ll laugh out loud
right back at my
self-imposed profound denials
of lack of lily-tongued
hand-me-down beguiling wiles
one way or another i’ll take
my chance when it comes
and paralysis fails
‘cause i’ve played rock and roll
turned up one more than ten
but stumbled when i have to say
i feel good about us …etc
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2. |
most beautiful song
03:48
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burning all the photographs
you proudly once displayed
of trophy days you hoped would last
have turned to ash again
memories of plastic bags
scattered by the door
of summer nights, have ripped to rags
the have-to-haves and more
but you’re still strong
and you won’t be unhappy for long
you are the most beautiful song
you are the most beautiful song
everything is hidden from view
until you open your eyes
and see all that’s missing for you
is to choose what to do with your life
simple means too good to be true
and the hardest decision to make
so just trust in yourself, your own judgment, and do
whatever it takes to escape
but you’re still strong…etc
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3. |
scatterbrain
05:23
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finding hiding places
in winding inner spaces
mystery is receding
history is repeating
do you want to be another faceless ghost
choked up with half memories
miss-remembered quotes
do you - is that really what you want to do
do you - is that really what you want to do
beat the drum
no use feeling numb
you scatterbrain
with lips like sugarcane
ah taste a little bit of desire
and let the fire in your life
grow a little bit higher
you scatterbrain
you scatterbrain
you scatterbrain
you scatterbrain
hearing echoes caressing
nearly second guessing
tasteless innuendos
graceless as whipping posts so
don’t you want to catch the tiger by his whiskers
kiss the beast
release your courage ride the risk there
don’t you - know that’s really what you want to do
don’t you - know that’s really what you want to do
beat the drum …etc
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4. |
17 years
02:29
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17 years or ceasefire
living with the knowledge
that the truce wasn’t solid
and one day she’d go haywire
a knock at the door
or a cruel phone call saying
guess what
believe it or not
i’m coming right back to take all you’ve got
i’d almost forgotten why i felt so rotten
well she still gets heavy ‘til she’s taken the lot
she’s coming ready or not
her determination
to wallow in the horror like a poorly written opera
is just bitter fermentation
of imaginary sores and evening the score
when she says
guess what …etc
but i can only give
‘cause i want to live and let live
17 years of grieving
got too real
too fast to heal
but i never stopped believing
that the pain would fade
if she stayed away
guess what …etc
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5. |
bright stars
03:15
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looking through the veil of unborn tears
seeing familiar sights
we chase we make the sum of all our fears
some wrong, some right
all we’ve done is who we are
it’s good to be alive
and we’ve become our own bright stars
it’s good to be alive
dancing to the rhythm of our syncopated
friendships teasing
music from the hidden, often imitated
spheres, believing
all we’ve done is who we are …etc
we are twisting, coiling wildly
caught betwixt the unknown’s darkness
fiercely burning guiding our way
through the labyrinth of celebrations bliss
holding hope in our hearts like a beacon
revealing who we are
it’s good to be alive
all we’ve done is who we are …etc
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6. |
grief
04:18
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while the parlour-house professor takes
confession of the priest
who’s admitting to the wrecking of
the souls that he released
there are whispers of his wickedness
like a shroud of silent screams
set on the press to manifest
their contagion of the weak
all debts and loves are paid in full
when the ship is put to sea
to sail beyond the sunset
discovering belief
is just the same old grief
now the drunken dogs are on the scent
of the bloodied children groomed
those penny-paper trouble makers
have salt for every wound
like posey-nosey doctors
always ready with the leech
to let ill humours out to drench
their filthy, inky paper sheets
all debts and loves are paid in full …etc
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7. |
low
05:08
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i, i’m going to go slow with you
‘cause i, i want to go low with you
to reach the place i’m singing
is a precious thing to give me
your voice entwined ‘round mine
has encouraged me to try
to catch those shy eyes hiding behind a veil of gold
and though nothings been decided
i already seem to know
the sunshine of your brilliant smile
so i, i’m going to go slow with you
‘cause i, i want to go low with you
so i, i’m going to go slow with you
‘cause i, i want to go low with you
the passion of your breath felt
familiar and i guessed
the magicks that our host dealt
would tickle ‘til i tried
to catch those shy eyes hiding behind a veil of gold …etc
low with you
low with you
i’d go so low with you
know that i’d take it slow
that moment was forever
first time singing together
shall we agree in hindsight
that i was wise to try
to catch those shy eyes hiding behind a veil of gold …etc
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8. |
high on life
04:04
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it’s not too late to save yourself
from the madness which you weave
around yourself like motley armour
a cloak of poisoned dreams
what you assumed that you were losing
was the greatest gift to give
the side-effects of conscience
is being loved for how you live
high on life
so rise up flying high on life
you fear to fall from where you hang
on hooks of dull desire
an angry child who misunderstood
alchemy of leaf and fire
what you assumed that you were losing …etc
friendships are still within your reach
if you’d trust in their belief
and let your ragged reputation fade
and to graciously agree
what you assumed that you were losing …etc
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9. |
go go girl
02:12
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you’re a sweet little go-go dancer
but i’m going to take a chance to say
go-go girl
go on and sing us a song
go-go girl
you know that’s where you belong
you’re a model of still-life beauty
the venus of an easel’s dream
go-go girl …etc
revelations rarely come
this one exploded as you sung
you touched me unexpectedly
come on
so go-go give me a song
you’ve got the face of a celluloid angel
and everybody sees your grace
yet
go-go girl …etc
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10. |
moto guzzi girl
04:07
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she’s a little moto guzzi girl
with kohl-black eyes and skin like pearl
that little moto guzzi girl
she likes the way her engine throbs
as her skinny fist twists the throttle
that always in a hurry girl
and if you can find her to spend a little time beside her
you might not like her
‘cause she’ll never ever let you outride her
that oh so funny little moto guzzi girl
she’s a little moto guzzi girl
in a supple weathered leather world
that little moto guzzi girl
she loves it as she slips her clutch
and feels the power, feels the rush
that won’t ever know a worry girl
and if you can find her …etc
she won’t want to live forever
‘cause she’s too busy living right now
she believes in never surrender
and she won’t look back ‘cause she don’t allow
regrets to own her in any damn town
that little moto guzzi girl
she’s a little moto guzzi girl
blows with the wind where no-ones heard
that little moto guzzi girlshe needs to feel that she can fly
on endless roads under empty sky
that making her own story girl
and if you can find her …etc
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11. |
got to stop thinking
02:56
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i keep catching hints in mirrors
momentary glimpses of my own extinction
these incoherent echoes an indistinct conclusion
suggesting an ascension
from conflicted fears and hopes
and loves
to a final anonymity of absolute condition
of unknowing sublimation
cessation of ambition
a complete and humbling admission
that for a little while i existed quite alone
burning for an inconsequential instant
i flickered once
only once
unique without the substance of effect
to become the rarefied symptom
of entropy’s attrition
returning all i am of constituents and thoughts
i will be ended
making way
making way
i got to stop thinking
i got to stop thinking
i got to stop thinking
i got to stop thinking
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Formed in Yorkshire, UK during the early nineties cowfisH have released 20 albums.
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