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Mrs Edison
04:12
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I crashed your party
You didn’t invite me
But then all the same
You never asked me to stay away
Walked in, you saw me
You chose to ignore me
I know I spied
Your eyes grow the tiniest bit wider
Your friends don’t like me
But they treat me politely
While they’re thinking:
“What’s he doing here?”
Oh Mrs Edison and me
What now?
I see you sometimes
Standing in shop lines
And your girlfriend & her daughter
Probably think that I’m a stalker
I blame the timing
Our lives mis-aligning
Or your star sign rising
Or the colour of the tiling
My friends don’t hold back
They know this will end bad
So they ask me:
“What’re you doing here?”
Oh Mrs Edison and me
What now?
If you’re destined to be disappointed
Why not kick back and enjoy it?
Nothing is certainty
Until it came to be
Oh Mrs Edison and me
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2. |
At Your Will
03:09
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I’d like to see you naked in my room
At your will
I’d like to find you singing one of my tunes
At your will
I’d like to have your sweet voice
Whisper filthiness so no one else can hear
I’d like to make a promise I can’t keep
But that you’ll never have to fear
I’d like to lay you down upon my bed
At your will
I’d like you to reveal the hidden
Things that spin around inside your head
I’d live to stay beside you and to
Bathe myself in your magnetic glow
I want to know the whole of you
The good, the bad
The parts you never show
Nothing you confide in me
Will ever be recited back
I hope that you know
‘Cause nothing means so much, you see
As me with you and you with
Me alone
I’d like to buy you flowers by the bale
And I will
This bliss is irresistible and
I insist this love will never fail
I could be the perfect one for you
If you will let me fill those shoes
So just let me know if you decide that
I can let this feeling loose
At your will
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3. |
Fake ID
02:49
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I got it from a dodgy place in WC1
It cost me twenty quid but
It was worth it now it’s done
It’s got a little picture with
A hologram on top
It says that I’m a student
With a name that I made up
Plausible Youth Association
(La la la la la la la)
I’ve got a stamp on my wrist
And it’s a license to get pissed (Yeah)
Tonight, when we go out
It will be different by far
‘Cause last time I was there
They wouldn’t serve me at the bar
I had to neck a quarter of
Cheap vodka in the queue
And half an hour later
Threw a bunder in the loo
Plausible Youth Association
(La la la la la la la)
I’ve got a stamp on my wrist
And it’s a license to get pissed (Yeah)
And I swear I’ll never drink again
At least not until next weekend
The girl behind the desk says
“Have you got any ID?”
I try for nonchalance
But spill my fags and drop my keys
I think she’s gonna shake her head
But then she smiles and nods
Apparently, it’s good enough
That I’m a member of a…
Plausible Youth Association
(La la la la la la la)
I’ve got a stamp on my wrist
And it’s a license to get pissed (Yeah)
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4. |
Satellite
05:05
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You pull me towards you
And I hurtle in at full speed
But I don’t get any closer
I fall past you endlessly
It’s a retrograde attraction
With the different circles we keep
But I can’t escape these forces
Any more than gravity
I am a satellite for you
I know you feel me
On this orbital path I trace
And I spin and spin around you
But I show you only one face
I am a satellite for you
I’ve got no illusions
Yes, I know just where we are:
I’m your planetary satellite
But I want to be your star
I am a satellite for you
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5. |
The 1st Move
04:15
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I suck at small talk
I’ve got no chat up lines
I never was one of those full-of-myself guys
But in my life, I’ve done alright
With this missing ability
Though my success, I must confess
Had not a lot to do with me, so…
Thank god for girls who make the first move
Braving the scathing looks foisted on you
Sweeping the patriarchy to the side
Without you I’d be home alone every night
My life was like
One of those discos at 13
With “Careless Whisper”
Blasting out the school canteen
The hours there, on plastic chairs
With hope fuelled by naivety
‘Til home I went, amid the stench
Of ungrabbed opportunity. So…
Thank god for girls who make the first move
Blazing the trail I was too timid to
Tossing the gender rule book on the fire
Without you I’d be home alone every night
I’m afraid
I’ve got no wisdom to impart
No special moves that you can use
To steal her heart
No, I refer you back to her
She chalked up the victory
Though maybe I don’t qualify
As that much of a trophy – no, so…
Thank god for girls who make the first move
Warrior souls I owe happiness to
Kicking the patriarchy in the eye
Without you I’d be on my own
A hole shaped like you in my home
Singular, solo, alone
Every night
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Turning up at four fifteen
Filling up the quiz machine
Sitting on the benches out the back
Drinking pints of cider and black
Those days were legendary
But also ordinary
And there was everybody
Every Friday night
But the name won’t mean a thing
To the kids in the years below
They laid the landlord off
And they’re making it a bistro
I’m sure that they will serve
A cheeky little Chilean Merlot
But it just won’t be the place we used to go
It will always be the place we used to go
Staking out our favourite seats
Jukebox has our song on repeat
Laughing ‘til the tears roll down
Lock-ins ‘til the wee small hours
The choice was elementary
A list with just one entry
And there was everybody
Every Friday night
But the name won’t mean a thing
To the kids in the years below
The regulars are gone
And they’re making it a bistro
I’m sure the chef will turn out
A cracking plate of escargots
But it just won’t be the place we used to go
It will always be the place we used to go
I know it will never be
I know it will always be
Those days were legendary
But all so ordinary
And there was everybody
Every Friday night
But the name won’t mean a thing
To the kids in the years below
‘Cause all of us lot left
And they’re making it a bistro
I’m sure that they will earn
A five-star rating from some gastronome
But it just won’t be the place we used to go
It will always be the place we used to go
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7. |
Lifetime Long Gone
04:44
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You know the old lady who shuffles her shoes
She could tell you a story or two
Things you wouldn’t believe if you knew
From a lifetime long gone
She grew up in an old whiskey bar
Told a girl like her wouldn’t go far
Hitched her skirt, hitched a ride the first car
In a lifetime long gone
She was drawn to the lights like a bug
Spent the long nights with actors and thugs
Took her fair share of drink, sex & drugs
In a lifetime long gone
Time went on and the offers they came
Each one made more extravagant claims
To secure them the rights to her name
For a lifetime long gone
So she hit the heights and flew
With the brightness of the young and new
And the lights that write her name
Pale beside her incandescent flame
Their thirst for her it grew
‘Til there was no wrong that she could do
And as long as she could burn
They would covet her
But the reel rolls continuously
Cue one younger and fresher than she
And her face fell from all memory
To a lifetime long gone
Now all that’s left of that girl is her eyes
Full of sadness and beauty and lies
They remember the lows and the highs
Of a lifetime long gone
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8. |
Upside Down Ways
06:24
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In your eyes, in your eyes
There’s something that I recognise
Are you sick? Are you fixed?
Are you twisted between those different sides?
And oh I try to keep you here with me
And your smile, your smile
Where I can lose myself a while
And I drink ‘til I slip
For a fix of your wild abandoned cries
And oh I try to keep you here with me
But I open my eyes on the bedroom wall
And the taste in my mouth is
Far from what I came here for
Hooked on your
Upside down ways
And in time, in time
You’ll drift away, leave me behind
I’ll be left with the rest of the mess
You would rather not remind
And I know, I know
It was clear right from the start
I would always end up back here
Just one more time
But I open my eyes on the bedroom wall
And the taste in my mouth is
Far from what I came here for
Hooked on your
Upside down ways
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9. |
Killer
06:38
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Tell me I’m not just an accident
Tell me I’m where I belong
Tell me I’m not simply
Wasting my time with this mess
This stress over nothing
Send me a postcard when you decide
Which of these lies is the truth
Give me the benefit of all your
Deep wisdom and life experience
When I fall down
On the sub-plot between us
Cross my brother
Like a killer in the city
Like a killer
Blew the escape pod to pieces
Wasted my chances I know
Please say I’m wrong to be so pessimistic
That I have reason for hope
When I fall down
On the sub-plot between us
Cross my brother
Like a killer in the city
Like a killer
Will you help me to fight
This great disappointment?
Or else push away on my own?
Will I suffer this sad resolution of fate
In pure silence?
Is there nothing there at all?
When I fall down
On the sub-plot between us
Cross my brother
Like a killer in the city
When I fall down
On the sub-plot between us
Fall down
Like a killer
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10. |
Natural Order
04:48
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Come child put your hand in mine
Talk with me a while
And humour an old man
I never claimed to be wise
I’m just stumbling blind through this life
As best as I can
You might be surprised where I’ve been
But in your life you’ll see
Things that I’ll never see
And I wish I could walk with you
All the way there
‘Cause to think that I won’t
Is the hardest to bear
And I wish I could promise
To stay ‘til the end
But you and I know
It’s just the natural order of things
This road is as old as the sky
We travel it all of our lives
And see such a small part
And some fall in step by our side
For the longest or briefest of times
But always it’s onwards
Often it’s steep and unkind
But as long as I can
I will help you to climb
And I wish I could walk with you
All the way there
‘Cause to think that I won’t
Is the hardest to bear
And I wish I could promise
To stay ‘til the end
But you and I know
It’s just the natural order of things
So forgive me if I
Hold so tight it’s hard to breathe
‘Cause I hope that there’s
Many more miles left to run
And god knows I intend
To make use of each one
But no matter how far
‘Til that day comes along
It just won’t be as much as I need
And I wish I could walk with you
All the way there
‘Cause to think that I won’t
Is the hardest to bear
And I wish I could promise
To stay ‘til the end
But you and I know
It’s just the natural order of things
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Chris Albery-Jones England, UK
Multi-instrumentalist singer songwriter, born in London, now based in Hampshire.
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