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You've been going around in circles
But you know time doesn't stop
And your thoughts are all klichés
Repetitious radio pop
You wish you had a future
You wish you had an aim
Something meant for you
Your special claim to fame
Be happy for no reason
Be thankful for TV
Settle down, forget your dreams
There is no misery
You wish your friends were dying
You long for hurricanes and bombs
Wish you had something to fight for
Someone to make a sacrifice for
And you know it's very stupid
You know they dream of being you
In their cold and worn-out houses
You shouldn't worry, should you?
Be happy for no reason
Be thankful for TV
Settle down, forget your dreams
There is no misery
"Get your act together"
is the answer to everything
in boots made of leather
wearing a golden ring
Sympathy isn't worth it
and you know you don't deserve it
Now they preach punk rock from the pulpit
Given time, anything will turn to shit
Be happy for no reason
Be thankful for TV
Settle down, forget your dreams
There is no misery
Take it out on the NSA
Wait for 1984
then break out of the kliché
get caught and say you fought
Dark clouds pass and scatter
The river doesn't care
You could go walking in the mountains
You could go virtually anywhere
Be happy for no reason
Be thankful for TV
Settle down, forget your dreams
There is no misery
Construct a shell of beauty
Lay your borders clear
A baby's unspoiled purity
Its eyes that see no fear
Dream of golden fields
and budding grains of rhye
While our fate is softly sealed
while fire fills the sky
Be happy for no reason
Be thankful for TV
Settle down, forget your dreams
There is no misery
Stand on rainy city streets
Watch the drunk girls going home
write down something wise and sad
about the fall of Rome
You have everything you'll ever need
but you're part of a dying breed
the future belongs to who knows who
but certainly not to you
Be happy for no reason
Be thankful for TV
Settle down, forget your dreams
There is no misery
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I'm here again
I'm fighting the fight
I'm here again
Standing up for what's right
But nothing ever happens
No story is told
Nothing ever happens
Except that I'm growing old
Because my rebellion is a streak of yelps and blurps
Largely illegible and largely unheard
I'm crying for change so I can say that I tried
Then I'll settle for my lot in a corrupt paradise
Is it the fall of the west
or just the fall of us?
Should we let it go down?
Have we seen enough?
And after the fall, can we meet again?
Can we leave it in the past?
Can we still be friends?
Here we are
Generation confusion
Here we are
Unfolding in obscurity
Here we are
Grasping at straws and soon breaking laws
Here we are
All our words are futile
here we are
our ideas incorrect
Going to waste in hip cafés
Well, what did we expect?
Our rebellion is a streak of yelps and blurps
Largely illegible and largely unheard
We're crying for change so we can claim that we tried
Half-heart revolution and lies, lies, lies...
Is it the fall of the west
or just the fall of us?
Should we let it go down?
Have we seen enough?
And after the fall, can we meet again?
Can we leave it in the past?
Can we still be friends?
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Quiet
03:18
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Quiet, the world stands still for us
The moon and the lake in a hush
We're lost in our songs
We're lost in ourselves
We sit behind windows
We sit in our cells
We're lost in identities
lost in ideals
Fragmented entities
Asleep at our wheels
Quiet, the world stands still for us
The moon and the lake in a hush
Our sadness is clear as ice
and the moon shines bright tonight
the city is quiet
our hearts in communion
we all sleep side by side
and the view rises up
to the city from above
a garland of stars
when you look from afar
and everything is calm in the dark
Quiet, the world stands still for us
The moon and the lake in a hush
on another quiet evening, broken you and broken I
when we sit together and watch the seagulls fly
they'll never make us into numbers
they'll never count the drops of our blood
battered, worn and wry
our secret dreams will never die
Quiet, the world stands still for us
The moon and the lake in a hush
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Golden Gate
05:33
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We used to dream with drinks held high
We used trust in the evening sky
We fought and lost and fought again
redeemed and revived by the dark of night
I'm not saying things were better then
I'm saying they were less clear
Now we sit around and wait
wired to the golden gate
in cities all around the world
born too early or too late
I'm not saying things were better then
I'm saying they were less clear
I'm not saying we have reached the end
I'm saying we're still here
Archaic movements spell out lies
the shouting is over by morning
Under our clothes we're all blank
"Can you accept me as I am?"
Falling back into our minds
Growing old before our time
What have we got to show?
Where did the future go?
I'm not saying that things were better then
I'm saying they were less clear
I'm not saying we have reached the end
I'm saying we're still here
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5. |
I Am Jacky
02:53
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Know my face and mark my words
Write my name across the Earth
I was once an enchanted man
and I still am
I still am
I got thrown out of course
I got tangled up in days
Sank so deep in papers
Lost my passion in clichés
I was taken by their promises
I was caught up in their game
I woke up in a trance
I went to sleep again
I'm so sick of these tiresome antics
There's nothing here to find
and I spit at the cavorting pedantics
Telling me what's on my mind
I've been waiting in the traffic
when I know that I can fly
I've been hanging with heretics
I let their tripe pollute my sky
There's a song playing in the distance
and I remember it from long ago
there are songs that transcend existence
they are all you need to know
I've been hating all these tiresome antics
and there's nothing here to find
but now Death In June and Chromatics
remind me who I am
I am Jacky
Jacky is me
I am Jacky
continually
I am Jacky
Jacky is me
I am Jacky
eternally
In the dark I understand
that I hold the stars in my hand
I love the streetlights and I love your eyes
I am what I epitomize
In the dark I understand
that I hold the stars in my hand
I love the streetlights and I love your eyes
I am Jacky
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