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Storymen
04:07
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We are the storymen
We come to entertain
And make you dream
We pour our words like wine
We mould our myths in minds
Like plasticine
We are the storymen
We come to entertain
And make you see
We tell our tales in rhyme
We weave ours words in time
It’s make believe
We won’t let the truth get in the way
We’ll redefine the storyline
To make the truth say what we want to say
We’ll redefine the storyline
Ten years of mouth to hand
Ten years in an indie band
It takes its toll
I’m a soldier, I’ve got soul
But my memory’s full of holes
Nevermind...I’m sure we’ll find...
The one where Edward set himself on fire
Story 5 the fireside
The one where James just went a lost his mind
Story 9 the legal high
(These days it seems)
Come on tell me how it seems
(These days we know)
Come on tell me what you know)
(These days it seems)
Please tell me what it seems
(We’re short of dreams)
So we’re going to make our own
Come on and join the fray
Emphasise the role you’ve played
It’s quite alright to make the truth come alive
With a liberal dash of lies
The story’s king so let’s begin
The one where Ed was caught out on the train
Story 4 the toilet door
The one where we all finally felt our age
28 our dancing days are done
(These days it seems)
Come on tell me how it seems
(These days we know)
Come on tell me what you know)
(These days it seems)
Please tell me what it seems
(We’re short of dreams)
So we’re going to make our own
44 a leprechaun
Story 2 Gary painted blue
33 a hoovered bed
38 “I think Ed’s dead”
Story number 59
A travelodge on the old M5
A wrong room and written off car
A superhuman van alarm
17 Gary sleeping rough
I’m on the moors in a taxi lost
Number 12 the morning post
For Mr Goff and his sleepy host
88 a shower with James
I think it’s best if we mention no names
Story 10 a girl called Jen
Stop stop no names again
(These days it seems)
Come on tell me how it seems
(These days we know)
Come on tell me what you know)
(These days it seems)
Please tell me what it seems
(We’re short of dreams)
So we’re going to make our own
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2. |
Gets In The Way
04:48
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25 and I got to say
We’re flying and we just can’t fail
The way it’s going well we can’t go wrong
Every sneeze there’s another song
This is it, the golden prize
20 minutes and a chance to thrive
Sit tight enjoy the ride
We’ll be signing on the dotted line tonight
Even though it gets in the way
Even though you don’t like the taste
Hear me out
Hear me out
Ok so not tonight
Trundle home for an early rise
A sales job won’t sell itself
A job seeker needs to seek his rent again
(Help me out)
Well I’m sorry but I can’t commit (Help me out)
There’s a schedule and I’ve got to stick to it
I know you need me now
But there’s a show in another town
Even though it gets in the way
Even though you don’t like the taste
Hear me out
Hear me out
Even though it gets in the way
You and me
We’re going to be
You and me
We’re going to be
Just you and me
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On the coastline of Britain
Where history was written
We’re here in a hut by the sea
We’re all celebrating
The marriage of Jason
And the fact that we’re young and we’re free
With a drinking vocation
And a mindless elation
We’re whipping a storm from the sea
The floorboards are jumping
The Fondas are pumping
We’re as happy as ever we’ll be
And I know now that that party was
the greatest night of our lives
And I know now that it ruined us for some other parties that night
William went swimming
in a suit and a stetson
He’s drinking a gin in the waves
Jimmy played Stradlin
while the room was unravelling
The conga just spiralled away
So pass my white russian
For a straight shot of calcium
We’re not going to eat for a week (and a day)
We’re singing our hearts out
To a band who will no doubt
Sell many more records than me
And I know now that that party was the greatest night of our lives
And I know now that it ruined us for those other parties that might
Have wooed us and seduced us into washing those memories away
But I left well my heart there on that night in a hut by the bay
And after all when it’s said and it’s done
At the start of the day and the setting of the setting sun
Well we drank our share and we hugged and despaired
And we laughed and we laughed and we sucked in the air
And we were serious, ridiculous, outrageous and kind and squinting in the sunshine
we laughed and we laughed and we sucked in the air and we sucked in the air
And we’re drinking and we’re dancing and we’re having the time of our lives
And we’re rolling and we’re raging
On a night that could end all the nights
And we woke up on an old bench when you should have been home with your wife…
And we slept there, together, when you should have been home with your wife…
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I’ve been sitting here
Blowing out the same old tune
It rattles me
I could sing this all day through now
I’m just sitting here on this road
I’m just taking time watching how our loved ones grow
Like colours change
As the clouds blow to and fro now
I’m just sitting here on this road
He’ll be a man who grows
She’ll need a loving soul
And I’ll be...sitting here on this road
There’s no need to move
Here’s the library pick and choose
It’s all to see
Swimming in a sea of lives lived
I’m just sitting here on this road
There’s a face who could had been the sunshine in your life
There’s one who could have ended crying by your side now
I’m just sitting here on this road
He’ll fall and carry on
She’ll fail but still be strong
And I’ll be sitting here on this road
Come back and let us know
How much your world has grown
And I’ll be sitting here asking
Maybe I should have moved
Flown out and seen the world
But I’ve been happy just on this road
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5. |
All Our Ghosts
03:05
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Here’s where we played baby
Here’s where we fell down
Here’s where we bled honey
Into the ground
Here’s where we loved baby
Here’s where we made out
Here’s where we cried honey
Tears in the ground
All our ghosts
Are laid in the ground
Over the bridge riding
Down through the way down
Oh with our sweat dripping
Into the ground
Holding your hand honey
Oh with our eyes down
Oh with our hearts pouring
Into the ground
All our ghosts
Are laid in the ground
Here’s where we grew slowly
Straight out of thin air
Here’s where we bred gently
Out of the ground
Watching the days rolling
Watching the years fly
Watching us grow slowly
Into the ground
All our ghosts
Are laid in the ground
Now that my legs fail me
Now that I shuffle down
Here’s where I think baby
Face to the ground
Here’s where we’ll stay honey
Here’s where we’ll lay down
Here’s where I’ll sink finally
Into the ground
With all our ghosts
There in the ground
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We went down to Camden Town to buy a bag of beans
We'd been told that that is where the magic will begin
We went down to Camden Town to find our magic key
I'd been told that that is where my fortune marries me
Down where the feeding frenzy goes
Armed with love and naive charm and dressed by M&S
Awkwardly, begrudgingly we're followed by the press
Egged on by a baying crowd, a clutch of minor stars
Son you'll get to number one if you just listen hard
Down where the feeding frenzy goes
Down where we come to sell our souls
Nobody can play this guitar
Quite the way I think we used to
I know we weren't what you were looking for
And you know I just can't blame you
Let's go down to Camden Town and plant our bag of beans
I think it's time to bury ghosts let our ambitions be
We went there a thousand times
Played our songs and sang our lines
Again, again, again, why I don't know
Nobody can play this guitar
Quite the way I think we used to
I know we weren't what you were looking for
And you know I just can't blame you
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7. |
Scott Hall Road
03:52
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Runaway
Untie the knots that keep you here today
Undo the ropes that stop you flying away
Take off your shoes and put your head on straight
Jesus Saves
Maybe for some but us it’s far too late
The last thing we need right now is any more weight
The last thing we right now is someone’s blame
You save yourself and no one else
Runaway
Go out the way you came in
And go
As far as you can away from Scott Hall Road
Pills and pain
Living together just like
Fan and flame
You took a bed at Jimmy’s that’s ok
I won’t be there to greet you anyway
These flats and roads will crush our bones
Runaway
Go out the way you came in
Away
Lace up your boots and come on
And go
As far as you can away from Scott Hall Road
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Hands up the ones who married
Hands up the ones who tied
Hands up the silent lovers
Who let their secrets hide
Inside the hymn book pages
Under the wooden pews
Tell us what you discovered
As you were passing through
Hands up the ones who suffered
Hands up the ones who died
Hands up the silent mourners
With hearts all wrung our dry
You've been to awful places
Done things we all must do
Tell us what you discovered
As you were passing through
What do you know about love?
Hand up the ones who prayed here
Hands up the ones who tried
To find some deeper meaning
To those unsilent nights
There's no ferocious battle
There is no finish line
Tell us what you found there
To help us through the night
What do you know about love?
We're going to come together
We're going to carve our names
We're going to brave the weather
Come find me here I am
We're going to sing together
Do things we all must do
We'll share what we discover
As we are passing through
What do you know about love?
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9. |
Do It All Again
03:56
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I’d do it all again
Of that I can’t pretend, no
Even though we know how it will end
We fluttered in the storm
We raged against it all…not all
Even though we knew how it must end
Even those these days
We don’t wake up in a haze
I miss the shots in public houses now
We promised not to fade
But we didn’t understand the deal with…
Age and home and love and tiny feet.
Even those these days
We don’t wake up in a haze
I miss the shots in public houses
Happy Bread and cruel hangovers
Right up to the end
We were smothered there in friends
Living nights in people’s houses
Happy Bread and cruel hangovers
Drinking through til Sunday morning
Monday pissed and friends all warning...
“Do not waste a golden talent
Do not feed a growing habit”
We laughed a lifetime
Cried ourselves dry
I would not change a single moment..
Let’s do it all again
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10. |
The Party Must End
03:51
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The Party must end
What do we do then?
I’ll go back to pushing pens
And you go back to losing friends
The bar has run dry
We’ve cried all we’ll cry
I miss the rage, I miss the fun
I do not envy anyone who’s always been dry
Last to leave put the keys back through the door
Leave a note tell them we’re not there anymore
The party must end
The bruises will mend
I’ll keep the ringing in my ears
A memory of the golden years
Years in the sun
The luckiest ones
We’ll take a bow
Turn our backs
File away the photographs
In a draw full of fun
Last to leave put the keys back through the door
Leave a note tell them we’re not there anymore
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