1. |
Clambering
04:28
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Let's break maths
Let's break logic
Go back to the days when we all spoke the same language
I wanna hear you grunt
I wanna hear you howl
Don't tell me what you want - just show me how
Yeah you
You and your individual way of thinking
Let's start again
Clambering up
Meandering around
Or tumbling back down
Let's get higher than you or I could get on our own
Open up your lungs
Sing me your songs
Open up your lungs
And sing me your songs
Forget the facts
Believe in magic
Relax
I wanna hear you coo
I wanna hear you sigh
I want you to do - not to try
Just you
You and your individual way of thinking
Let's start again
Clambering up
Meandering around
Or tumbling back down
Let's get higher than you or I could get on our own
Open up your lungs
Sing me your songs
Open up your lungs
And sing me your songs
You make it all too beautiful
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2. |
Weigh Your Anchor
04:02
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Weigh your anchor
You've been rattling round this town for too long
Like a bean in a maraca you need to strike out on your own
Strike out on your own
So set your sail
Set your sights
The horizon is calling tonight
Headed outward bound
You've got to get lost if you want to find out
Anything at all
So weigh your anchor
And if the wind don't blow
Just row
And if your arms get tired
Just go drifting
Floating away
Weigh your anchor
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3. |
The Old Familiar
03:54
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I don't know what you want to hear
So I'll just play it to you how I feel it
I don't know how you'd like me to appear
So I'll just wear it the way I wear it
Maybe you want the old familiar
Maybe you want something completely new
I don't know what it is I got
All I know is I've got to give it to you
You can take it
You can leave it
I don't mind
Just feel it
I don't know what you expect me to say
So I'll just tell it to you the way I learnt it
I don't know what you expect me to do
So I'll just do it to you the way I do it
Maybe you want the old familiar
Maybe you want something completely new
I don't know what it is I got
All I know is I've got to give it to you
You can take it
You can leave it
I don't mind
Just feel it
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4. |
Caterpillar
03:35
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Sometimes it seems like
When I was little I
I must have eaten up a
A lot of caterpillar
I'll tell you why
Well this is how it begins
She's got a perfect fringe
It frames her button nose
And her skin is so smooth
Oh yeah her skin is so smooth
Sometimes it seems like
When I was little I
I must have eaten up a
A lot of caterpillar
'Cos I get butterflies
Yeah I get butterflies
Just to look in her eyes I feel them fluttering around
Fluttering fluttering fluttering fluttering around
What do I do to make her smile?
What do I do to get her to hold my hand?
What do I do to get her to kiss me?
What do I do to make her cum?
All I know is
Sometimes it seems like
When I was little I
I must have eaten up a
A lot of caterpillar
'Cos I get butterflies
Yeah I get butterflies
Just to look in her eyes I feel them fluttering around
Fluttering fluttering fluttering fluttering around
And these caterpillar
They were fat
Juicy and green
Yeah they were fat
Juicy and green
But now they're breaking out of their cocoons
Oh yeah they're breaking out of their cocoons
Oh yeah they're breaking out of their cocoons
And I've got butterflies
Yeah I've got butterflies
Just to look in her eyes I feel them fluttering around
Fluttering fluttering fluttering fluttering around
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5. |
The Lie
04:24
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The lie was little and white when it was new
Now it's turning black and blue
I'll get used to my favourite bruise
I just walked into the door
You need not know any more
You need never know
The lie
The lie is good for me and it's good for you
Will always be told and always be true
You'll get used to my favourite bruise
I just tripped over the floor
You need not know any more
You need never know
The lie
I know I'm gonna say too much
I know I'd better just shut up
You wonder why I don't talk much
I know I'm gonna say to much
The lie
I know I'm gonna say too much
I know I'd better just shut up
You wonder why I don't talk much
I'm scared I'm gonna say to much
The lie was little and white when it was new
Now it's turning black and blue
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6. |
Chimes Table
00:58
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7. |
Explode
03:00
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It doesn't make any sense what you're saying to me
I wonder if it makes any sense what you say to anybody
I ask you a question you give me your old stock phrase
I wanted your opinion not your cliches
You got to explode
Break out of your mould
You got to explode
Break out
You're so repetitive with repetitive with everything you say
You say the same thing again
Shut up with your American accent
You're from Slough
Shut up with your moaning you silly cow
You got to explode
Break out of your mould
You got to explode
Break out of your mould
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8. |
Cubany
03:16
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You
You think you've seen it all before
You're so sure of the score
But you've got it all wrong
You
You think you know what's going on
But you do not
You got it all wrong
'Cos I
I've been using my camouflage
I've been hiding
To catch you unaware
Boo
Suprise
Nobody is writing my rules
I will not be anyone's fool
Least of all yours
You
You think you're running the show
You got it all under control
But you've got it all wrong
'Cos I
I've been using my camouflage
I've been hiding
To catch you unaware
Boo
Suprise
Nobody is writing my rules
I will not be anyone's fool
Least of all yours
Mostly I've been running around
Mostly I've been putting it down
Mostly I am least of all yours
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My morning started well
With a cockatoo in a wishing well
But then you went and wrenched me out of my dream
You drag me out and down the road
I'm waking up over a bacon roll
It tastes good but I would still rather be in bed
Take me back to my cockatoo
We were singing songs like you never knew
In a wishing well that was full of glue
We were stuck in luck and didn't need you
It was so sublime
I wanna do it all the time
I wanna do it all the time
Time races away
I've got to admit it's been a fun day
But in the back of my head I've still got my cockatoo
You've got me thinking thoughts and drinking drinks
When all I wanna do is have forty winks
Why d'you have to go and wrench me out of my dream?
Take me back to my cockatoo
We were singing songs like you never knew
In a wishing well that was full of glue
We were stuck in luck and didn't need you
It was so sublime
I wanna do it all the time
I wanna do it all the time
Sun down
Go to bed
I'm already off my head
Take me back to my cockatoo
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the yes mess UK
Formed by songwriter Danthedan - The Yes Mess is a rock and roll band that contains three bass players.
Fortunately one is contained behind a drum kit and another behind an acoustic guitar; the tallest actually plays the bass.
Add to that: An idiot savant accordion player, some dancing with flamingos and a bumble bee of electric guitar.
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