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Karma Is Super Sonic
04:17
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You can change direction but it will still find you out
You could close your eyes but it doesn't need to be seen
Hands over your ears like the middle of three monkeys
Please don't think it helps in any way
You could clear your conscience, yeah good luck with that
You could change your history misremember all the facts
Try to change opinion, spinning like a weathervane
You know what it it they say!
Your time is up, the number called
Your time is up there's no sand left to fall
The wait is up, the fallout is atomic
Karma is super sonic
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Three-Five-Four
05:12
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His throat
The decks, The Fog
There's a way back
Notorious
Glorious
Your throat
His neck
The Job
There's a way back
Notorious
Reign over us
Don't let them rise up, rise up
Don't let them back upon their feet
Don't let them rise up
Rise up.
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3. |
Thunderbirds Are Gone
04:13
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The power of Greyskull fades away, no fiery phoenix is on the way
Cast ashore life ran aground, we're always on the runaround
There's no International Rescue
The Thunderbirds have gone
All the grapes have all been crushed, the dogs are back for Mr Brush
All our dreams are dead and gone now Jim fixed it for everyone
There's no International Rescue
The Thunderbirds have gone
All the dragons are extinct, the Wheelies flat, they turned to drink
Oh good grief Penfold, The Baron's back again
Safe behind the doors of Number Ten
There's no International Rescue,
The Thunderbirds have gone
Anything can happen in the next half hour and I bet it will soon turn bad
As if by magic, the shopkeeper appears
He say "no returns, no guarantees an no money back!"
There's no International Rescue
The Thunderbirds have gone
Time doesn't fly when the train is off the rails
Your moral compass free in The Mail
Cartoon Time took a nasty turn we're all out watching the Pink Windmill burn.
There's no International Rescue
The Thunderbirds have gone
Yeah now rat fans this is the end
Tell your family tell your friends
All our dreams don't come to pass
They're firmly buried in the past
There's no International Rescue
The Thunderbirds have gone
The A Team van on bricks,
The Riverbank wrapped in plastic
Emily's in a care home
There's no International Rescue
The Thunderbirds have gone.
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4. |
I'm Sorry You Were Right
03:45
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Jonny Granville Belfast, UK
Singer/Songwriter is usually low rent, soulful, wet eyed acoustic poet nonsense.
I add a wall of
electronics, drums and overdriven guitars. I like noise, wordplay, melody and anthemic choruses.
I play everything you hear, no computers are used till I covert to mp3s.
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