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The Milky Way Motel
04:04
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The Milky Way Motel at the edge of the sea,
And it's greenhouse hot, eighty-five degrees;
I hear the trumpet play, I hear the monkey screech
In this jungle town on New Year's Eve.
The bottle's still half-full - now here's a little cocaine,
Slow-dance with me my love, in the drizzling rain;
Fix my crooked heart, touch my broken face,
Honey let's get lost in outer space.
And there's that look in your eyes like black holes in the sky,
I'll never be free;
I can't hide from the look in your eyes, always haunting me...
They're always haunting me.
The first hours of love, a dark street unknown,
I've travelled long; I'm all skin and bone.
Now the hills are on fire, smoke in a dead man's eye,
I'll love you forever, until the stars don't shine.
Saint Valentine is on the floor, he got a suitcase in his hand,
Last night I dreamt I was the king of this jungle land.
Out on the bay the bullets sing, in the mango trees the sirens cry,
Spread your angel wings my love, we might die tonight...
And there's that look in your eyes like black holes in the sky,
I'll never be free;
I can't hide from the look in your eyes, always haunting me...
They're always haunting me.
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3. |
Here By My Side
04:46
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4. |
I'm Gone
03:54
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I wanna thank you for the good times and all the fun we had,
For the cigarettes, the sunsets and the booze,
It's a shame we had to part, I guess I knew it from the start,
You were bound to leave me all banged-up sad and blue.
So thank you for the good times but I gotta be movin' on,
Good luck, I'm going, I'm gone.
The night we met, well the rain kept faillin' down,
I came out to hear you sing,
In a sleepy seaside bar you played your little cherry-red guitar,
You told told bad jokes and smoked and I bought you drinks.
We laughed and whooped it up, but honey enough is enough,
So good luck, I'm going, gone.
I dream of violins, lemon trees and the moonlight in the mist,
A serenade and a kiss, and a song I'll never hear you sing,
I ain't saying it was wrong but there's a time for movin' on,
Good luck, I'm going, I'm gone.
Good luck, I'm going, I'm gone.
You said you loved me and every single time,
I believed every word of it was true,
When you touched my cheek, smiled and looked me in the eye,
I shoulda seen it coming but then I never do.
'Cos I know you'll never change, you're not one to rearrange,
So good luck, I'm going, I'm gone.
Yeah good luck, I'm going, I'm gone.
I dream of violins, lemon trees and the moonlight in the mist,
A serenade and a kiss, and a song I'll never hear you sing,
A song I'll never hear you sing.
So thank you for them good times but I gotta be movin' on,
Good luck, I'm going, I'm gone.
Good luck, I'm going, I'm gone.
Giddy-up, I'm going, gone.
credits
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5. |
Meet Me Tonight
03:56
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Meet me out tonight, in the dying light, while the sunset stills shines?
We'll watch as it gets dark, inside the Whiskey Jar, and toast the coming of the night.
In that bar on your street where we always meet, come out and see me one last time,
Window by the stairs, you know I'll be waiting there, looking down at the passers-by.
Wanted for nothing, my habits give me away,
We're both learning how to die and not just fade away.
Nobody would believe how good you made me feel, or how much I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone,
Kiss by the stairs, your perfume's everywhere - into me you breathe new life.
Windows will be weeping, in a strange hotel,
For ten years I've been sleeping in the wrong bed.
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6. |
Noturne
04:22
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Slim Jim & The Redeemers Barcelona, Spain
A soulful blend of classic country, rockabilly, folk and old school rock and roll, Slim Jim & The Redeemers unite different
musical traditions and instrumentation with evocative, intelligent lyrics to create a sound uniquely their own.
The result is music that possesses, as one reviewer observed, that rare and “magic thing of sounding original but familiar without being a rip off or obvious”.
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