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Morrissey Saved My Life
04:34
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Oh, when, into the fog I fall, despair and I
I wished the ground would open and take, take me down
Oh, when, when every day, was like Sunday to me
The Devil found work for idle hands to do
Oh, when did he come here and hang around?
Oh, now, today, tomorrow and always
Morrissey saved my life,
With his Keats and his Yeats under the iron bridge in Manchester
Cause Morrissey saved my life
I was sick and depraved, travelling to the grave
In a drunken hour and heaven knows
I was miserable then
Oh, when, when did he creep into my thoughts?
Oh, I will follow his light that never goes out
Morrissey saved my life,
With his Keats and his Yeats under the iron bridge in Manchester
Cause Morrissey saved my life
Oh, when, when did he steal my heart away?
Oh, has the world changed or have I changed?
Morrissey saved my life,
With his Keats and his Yeats under the iron bridge in Manchester
Cause Morrissey saved my life
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2. |
Hammerhead
03:48
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I’m lying on a bed of nails, calling your name
The room is going up in flames but to you it’s the same
That won’t keep you away, you’ll only say
I can’t love you that way
But where’s my peace of mind at the end of the day?
I’m lying on a bed of sin, wasting my time
Thinking of all those things that could have been mine
That won’t keep you away, you’ll only say
I can’t love you that way
But where’s my peace of mind at the end of the day?
But you can’t pick me up and you can’t drag me down
Leave me alone, I need a room, a place to drown
It’s not my will, this waking well, that keeps me around
It’s not my will, this waking well, that keeps me around
Nail driven into me
Head where you drive it to hammer in your hand held
Nail driven into me
Head where you drive it to hammer in your hand held
Nail head hammer held, nail head hammer held, nail head hammer held
Nail head hammer held, nail head hammer held, nail head hammer held
Nail head hammer held, nail head hammer held, nail head hammer held
Nail head hammer held, nail head hammer held
That keeps me, keeps me around
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3. |
Junkyard Heart
04:06
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Last night she told that she’d had enough
That it’s time to put an end to this dead-end love
Go where she may she’s the center of attention
However I try I don’t deserve a mention
She kept on saying she’d had enough
And then she gave me 10 days to get out of her life
She wants to live without all of this strife
No going down on my knees for her
She makes it clear she thinks I’m bad for her
Can’t help wondering when this pain’s going to end
So my junkyard heart ends up thrown on the heap
All covered in dust, too shattered to weep
Just a burned out shell
It’s the end of the road for my poor junkyard heart
Just smashed into a brick wall in hell
Ready to be crushed
The more she told me about the new love in her life
Every word was another twist of the knife
No use in looking backwards
There’s nothing to gain
All buried deep now, under a layer of pain
I can hear the sounds of silence, echo round my head
Lord knows how I’d love to hear her heartbeat instead
So my junkyard heart ends up thrown on the heap
All covered in dust, too shattered to weep
Just a burned out shell
It’s the end of the road for my poor junkyard heart
Just smashed into a brick wall in Hell
Ready to be crushed
And the worst thing of all, is knowing that my time has passed
No turning back the clock, or making this last
It’s the end of the line
Not one memory to treasure, nor a song, nor a gift,
Nothing to cling to, nothing to give me a lift
It’s the end of time
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4. |
House of Lies
05:26
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She wandered through my life, waded through my tears
Skating through my whys, escaping our goodbyes
She revelled in my woe, churlish in her callousness
Waltzing around the truth, extinguishing the flame of youth
Swallowing her vices, foreseeing every crisis
Leaving the door ajar.
Living in the house of lies
Living in the house of lies
She unravelled my life with unrivalled perversity
Swerving curvaceously into animosity
She smiled as I chocked upon the sour smell of the same goodbyes
I don’t know how I could have lived in that house of lies
I lay awake in her shadow, fumbling with my past
Making the torture last
Living in the house of lies
Living in the house of lies
Choking on the truth at this crucial time
Limping towards freedom
I felt her back in my veins
Igniting my remains
Foretelling my demise
Living in the house of lies
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Shoogly CT, Spain
Shoogly is an indie-rock band born during the first days of 2017. The members are David Demestres, Andrew McGurk, Sean Gibson and Bill Peake. They have released their first EP "Long Winter" at the beginning of 2018. Despite the different origins of their components -Catalonia, Scotland and England-, they are especially influenced by American folk music and british pop-rock from the 80's and 90's. ... more
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