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Promised Land
02:52
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Promised Land
If you’re afraid I will turn into a tree
A tree doesn’t cry doesn’t laugh doesn’t talk
Is calm and unafraid watches people walk
On common ground or foreign
Arm in arm or hand in hand
To the dark parts of the forest or the Promised Land
I understand
Words have no power over you
Doesn’t matter what you do
With luck or a little time
If you are tired
I will turn into a bed
Somewhere soft and cool to lay your lead
If you’re afraid I will turn into a bird
A bird can fly, can walk, can sing
Messages in code, secrets of the wing
Don’t paint yourself too brightly
Avoid the burning brand
Don’t take the nearest exit to the Promised Land
I understand
Words have no power over you
Doesn’t matter what you do
With luck and a little time
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Arranged Marriage
She wore the colour of no
A sign of independence deciding to go
She swore with the odd English phrase
Finishing a sentence like a guru giving thanks and praise
They turn on themselves
We turn on their words
They turn up the heat
We’ve nowhere else to sleep
She wore the colour of yes
Symbol of acceptance making him guess
In the haste of acceptance push into a new age
Bubbling to the surface like a preacher swapping sin for rage
They turn on themselves
We turn on their words
They turn up the heat
We’ve nowhere else to sleep
Tonight, tonight, tonight
If it’s orange I will know
I’ll never ever show what was on my mind
If it’s yellow I will be your man
And you will see just what was on my mind
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3. |
Visit To The Planet
03:10
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Visit to the Planet
You’re gone, I feel uneasy
Unwilling to work for reward
Or share the spoils of war
By complicating life
Waiting five more minutes to arrive
Shouldn’t my visit to the planet be more fun?
My love hovers bravely
In the coruscating sun
We argue about leaving
Was Ulysses away so long
To not see any sorrow?
Shouldn’t my visit to the planet be more fun?
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4. |
Noriko
04:20
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Noriko
There is scenery
There is time only
In harmony
Our daughter will return
These quiet days
The world turns slowly
In my experience
Sestsuko will return
No one’s coming through the door
Floating two inches off the floor
It’s winter now
Words don’t mean much
The snow brings silence
Noriko will return
No one’s coming through the door
It will be like it was before
We are patiently in place
Reunited in time and space
We’ll see you soon
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5. |
Welcome Man
03:26
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Welcome Man
Kids in red flares with boxes of contraband
Taillights blurring like short-sighted eyes
You are a part of the triumph of the city
You say welcome and goodbye
I loved you in ‘96 I didn’t even know you
Half-awake travellers shouldn’t take sides
From Christopher Street to a hard English summer
You say welcome, welcome and goodbye
The story of Cadillac, old Continental
Stepping outside for a word to the wise
Letters from home deeply boring deeply moving
They say welcome and goodbye
While I am here I’m preparing to leave again
Forget the body and get on with the mind
Graffiti’d hieroglyphics speak on the subway
They say welcome and goodbye
Stared in to the camera seeing the future
Hooper in glory and the Village combined
You emptied out Lafayette and baby you came to me
I said welcome, welcome and goodbye
While I am here I’m preparing to leave again
Forget the body and get on with the mind
Graffiti’d hieroglyphics speak on the subway
They say welcome and goodbye
Come on kids
Come on kids, come on
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6. |
Now Is Not The Time
04:06
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Now Is Not The Time
You can’t get lost
Someone always comes and finds you
You can’t get lost
Looking for the touch of the genius hand
The audience is wasted and who can live without love
You can’t get lost
In this adulterous land
Now is not the time for love
Now is not the time for love
Now is not the time for love
Now is not the time for love
You can’t get lost
The signpost s always point behind you
You can’t get lost
Waiting for the gaze of the glamorous girl
You count the cost
I’m beginning to think that I should be sober
You can’t get lost
In this adulterous world
Now is not the time for love
Now is not the time for love
Now is not the time for love
Now is not the time for love
Ooh baby, ooh baby
Now we got nothing much to learn
Nothing left to lose
Someone always comes and finds you
When you don’t know what to do
You can’t get lost
Someone always comes and finds you
You can’t get lost
Looking for the touch of the genius hand
You can’t get lost
I’m beginning to think that this should be altered
You can’t get lost
In this adulterous land
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7. |
Why Wait
03:34
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Why Wait
Just as she landed embedded in the chrome
An outline of herself as if she was at home
Sleeping in an armchair or comfortable in bed
My work is done, why wait
Why wait, she said
Hidden in the numbers a hint of chloroform
Flying from the awful heights where myths and dreams are born
Slamming on the limousine, a feather meets its mate
My work is done she said, she said
Why wait?
Humble is the spirit that throws itself away
Pure is the conquest of the shattered, troubled day
I’d wrap myself around her if she were here today
My work is done, why wait, she said
Why not fly away?
Why not fly away?
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Beat The Monster
04:16
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Beat The Monster
The floor’s too hard for mining
But I still have to crawl
Through the cobwebs of the castle
Pulling diamonds from the walls
I travel long haul overnight
Times hard to understand
From the fair on Hayling Island
To the tea fields of Japan
I can’t get the room to swing to beat the monster at his own game
I can’t play games at night time
I need the light to see
What’s hiding in the jungle
With a sharpened knife for me
I fear the firing squad
I fear the old folks’ home
I can’t get the room to swing to beat the monster at his own game
I can’t get the room to swing to beat the monster at his own game
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Bad Handwriting
03:46
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Bad Handwriting
We are free now but we don’t know where to go
Free to roam and make more people, I suppose
They let us out, we made tracks
Along the road freshly paved in black
Like bad handwriting on the horizon
Days like these, will we survive them?
We are free now but we don’t know what to do
The town is far away and we don’t like walking
Along the way we listen to advice
Keep out of the wind make sacrifice
To bad handwriting on the horizon
Days like these, will we survive them?
We’re alive now but were never left alone
I’m just a gangster with the giving spirit
Got a bad conscience and a broken heart
Nothing new will ever start
With bad handwriting on the horizon
Days like these, will we survive them?
We listen to advice
Keep out of the wind, make sacrifice
To bad handwriting on the horizon
Days like these, will we survive them?
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10. |
Midnight Bell
05:41
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Midnight Bell
It’s keeping me awake
The though t of curve and splendour
It’s keeping me awake
The gravitas I lend her
By turning up on time and smiling
I got nothing else to do
But follow her in shadows
It’s keeping me awake
She is not my sister
It’s keeping me awake
They all call me Mister
I’m wearing a red shirt and I’m waving
You can see me loud and clear
I’ll prove to you I’m true
Not some mystic dreamer
I’ll prove to you I’m true
Not a heartless schemer
It’s keeping me awake
The lightning and its traces
It’s more than I can take
The bodies and the faces
I turn around to see her sleeping
Watch her fall and rise
I can’t open her heart or her eyes
It’s keeping me awake
She’s keeping me awake
She’s keeping me awake
It’s more than I can take
She’s keeping me awake
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Jack Adaptor England, UK
JACK ADAPTOR
"intelligent pop music with suss which maintains that there is still something of worth to be done
with that form of expression. why is no-one else doing this?" Louder Than War
Jack Adaptor are Paul Frederick (formerly of The Family Cat) & producer Christopher Cordoba. 2018 sees the release of their finest album yet. The Spoiler Versions, a meditation on modernity and mortality.
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