a & b song

a say's he's glad to be here, b's chasing storms in the lightning state,
where everyday above ground is a good day, and life is great
a's got a cocaine body, b's got a benylin brain,
a knows he's gonna be some body, b don't believe in fame
and all our time slips away
a's got a girl for each season, b's got a mail order bride,
a knows he's headed for salvation, b's afraid to die
if hell is in the detail, babe, i'm a microscope,
i know i'll live to see you swinging, given enough rope
and all our time slips away
a's growing tired of conversation, he's ready for his final scene,
b's whistling hotel california, and still living out the dream
here we are together, let's roll the dice just one more time,
odd number says we walk away now, even says we die don't wanna die
and all our time slips away
and all our time slips away

producer : chris hughes
tom mcrae : vocals, acoustic guitars, percussion, harmonica chris hughes:
drums, percussion
mark frith : electric guitar, hammond, bass tony marrison: programming

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language of fools
i cannot use this language of fools to communicate with you
the things that you say to mark the time of the day are calculated to bemuse
and hey yeah hey hey yeah
won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time
and lie here while i close my eyes, hold me through this night
one good day will lead the way for another, my love
living here things are never so clear you discover my love,
and hey yeah hey hey yeah
won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time
and lie here while i close my eyes, hold me through this night
hide me, won't you hold my weight, hold me through this night

produced : chris hughes/tom mcrae
tom mcrae : vocals, guitars, piano, percussion clive jenner : drums mark
frith : piano, hammond
chris hughes : percussion strings arranged by anthony clarke

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get me out, get me out, get me out of this room, let me see
cut it out, cut it out, rip it out from this wound, let me bleed
but wait now, wait now for me won't you

shut it out, shut it out, black it out with the night, to put me at ease won't
you
talk it out, talk it out, yell out to the ghosts that stalk the street
but wait now, wait now for me

and we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea
i've been waiting for so long
take my hand, take my hand, kiss me softly, then take your leavewon't you
sit down, sit down, take the weight of me, let me grieve
but wait now, wait now for me
and we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea
i've been waiting for so long
but wait now, wait now for me
and we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea
i've been waiting for so long

producer : chris hughes tom mcrae : vocals howard jones : piano

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sau paulo rain

there's always a party on funeral row, where the cross flashes red to the
street
and gasoline dreams of girls in blue jeans, he's grazing the surface od sleep
the vultures on main street are eyeing you up, calculating the wait of your
bones
and midnight graffiti appears on your door, so we all can sleep safe in our
homes
and the storms in the distance hold no rain, and i feel my resistance giving
way
shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time sau paulo rain sau
paulo rain
do not disturb this blood red earth, there's giants sleeping beneath,
and carnival queens on their deathbed scenes all go through the motions of
grief
take another hit, let the bottle slip through your fingers and break like a
promise made
the day i remember, my heart i will keep, my voice i surrender and i will not
speak to lie

we were so alive, we were so alive
shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time sau paulo rain sau
paulo rain

producer : tom mcrae/jamie cullum
tom mcrae : vocals, acoustic/electric guitars
tony marrison : bass, keyboards
clive jenner : drums
anthony clarke : piano