C’MON DADDY (E.Dando/Epic Soundtracks)
I feel like Steven is my father
and I don’t know why
But I realised it when I looked in his eyes
Feel like Steven is my daddy, and it ain’t no lie
But I wanna hold ya ‘til the end of time
So come on Daddy, run into my arms
Come on Daddy, wanna feel your charms
Come on Daddy, run into my arms
I wanna hold ya ‘til the end of time
Didn’t know I was your baby
since the age of nine
Didn’t know I was your babe for such a long, long time
But something inside me made me realise
Something inside me told me you were mine
So come on Daddy, run into my arms
Come on Daddy, wanna feel your charms
Come on Daddy, run into my arms
I wanna hold ya, I wanna hold ya, I wanna hold ya ‘til the end of time
It’s never too late to find
out
Or too late to know
Now we’re back in the saddle
We’re starting, we’re starting to grow
Feel like Steven is my father and
I don’t know why
But I realised it when I looked in his eyes
I feel like Steven is my daddy, and it ain’t no lie
But I wanna hold ya ‘til the end of time
So come on Daddy, run into my arms
Come on Daddy, wanna feel your charms
Come on Daddy, run into my arms
I wanna hold ya ‘til the end of time
Feel like Steven is my father
Feel like Steven is my father
Goodnight Daddy
CAZZO DI FERRO (E. Dando/C. Brennan)
Sei proprio un grasso menefregista
Sei dal lontano il piu
Coatto uomo nel mondo
Sei una testa di cazzo
Lato di ferro
Sei una testa di cazzo
Guardo la tivu ogni pomeriggio
Quando l'accendo, vedo
Un gran cazzo l'odio e l'amo
Sei una testa di cazzo
Lato di ferro
Sei una testa di cazzo
Che Dio-sei magico
Sure he's had his share of problems,
His life has been tough
But that ain’t no excuse to be so fucking gruff
Mark Sanger serves him ham, though he doesn't like pork
He'd rather eat his own shit with a knife and a fork
Basta con lo stronzo, non lo mangia,
prego
Lato di ferro, ti voglio bene
Sei una testa di cazzo
Lato di ferro
Sei una testa di cazzo
Lato di ferro, una domanda
Puoi dirmi se il tuo piatto e buono
Mi domandavo
The reason I came down with earmuffs
was
I wanted to keep out the noise
That’s all
The reason I came down with earmuffs was
Because I need to keep out the noise
That’s all
CEILING FAN IN MY SPOON (E. Dando)
Started out today, jello in the
sand
Went out of my way not to understand
Walked into a tree, don't you look at me
See I'm not myself, phoney mystery
Sore afraid
That's my tune
Ceiling fan in my spoon
Clothed in iron there's no denyin'
When you feel like a bent fork tine???
Feelin' like a bent fork tine????
Clothed in iron there's no denyin'
Sore afraid
That's my tune
Ceiling fan in my spoon
Started out today, jello in the
sand
Went out of my way not to understand
Walked into a tree, don't you look at me
See I'm not myself, phoney mystery.
Sore afraid
That's my tune
Ceiling fan in my spoon
In my spoon
CIRCLE OF ONE (E. Dando)
Came to the end
Once again
Start over now
Just can't win
Do it all again
Go ahead, defy your better judgement
Slide right to the bottom
Climb back up again
Came to the end
Once again
Start over now
Just can't win
CLANG BANG CLANG aka LEFT FOR DEAD (E. Dando)
You left off where I got on
Now temptation's weak and my patience is strong
Used to be I was unkind
Now I don't call and you don't mind
Thought it was wrong, wrong what
she said
Now you're right and I'm left for dead
Thought it was dumb, dumb what I heard
Now I'm eating every word
Clang, bang, clang went the good
guy at the door
They put me in a cell with a concrete floor
Wrapped a phone cord round my fist
They abort my wrist and I cut where I kissed
Thought it was wrong, wrong what
she said
Now you're right and I'm left for dead
Thought it was dumb, dumb what I heard
Now I'm eating every word
Clang, bang, clang
Clang, bang, clang
Bang, clang.
COME BACK D.A. (E. Dando)
Now Satan is all over this world
You wanna find him
I wanna find him
Now satan is everything you are
Everything I am
When I pledge
I'm not like you
I'm not like him
I'm so nice thing
No such like him
Now the soul he didn't see it
He didn't mean it
He didn't see it
My ruthie doll
Blind as a bat
Slow as a turtle
I give up to you right now my lord
COME DOWNSTAIRS (E. Dando)
Lisa
Here's your chance to step out of time
There just ain't no reason
And there ain't no rhyme
I'm breathing oh so slowly
My heart feels barely there
I'm in the rhododendrons
And you're upstairs
Yeah, come downstairs
Unaware
Yeah
I've got that good bad feelin'
Bubblin' up into my brain
The odds are stacked up to the ceilin'
Pushin' my luck just the same, woah
Yeah, come downstairs
Unaware
Yeah
COME TO THE WINDOW (B. Deily)
["Come to the window,
sweet is the night air..."
- Matthew Arnold, "Dover Beach"]
Morning fields moving slow
Cold bright river always flow
Church bell all the way from town
Sun will tell you if you listen to
Hold on the yourself
For awhile
Love the world
Enough to smile
Friends will come and friends will go
But I'll always be here
Grownup fast eyes of a child
Shine like a candle all the while
Ask the sky what it's trying to say
Don't mind the rest, they won't hear anyway
Hold me in your heart
For awhile
Love the world
Enough to smile
Friends will come and friends will go
But I'll always be here
When the trees are bare on the
sky
I won't have to tell you not to cry
Season come and seasons go
I'll always be here
He kinda, should, sorta, woulda
loved her if he could’ve
The story’s getting closer to the end
He kinda, should, sorta, woulda loved her if he could’ve
He’d rather be alone than pretend
She just wanted him to love her,
but he didn’t
He took to the woods and wandered in it
Walked along and on until they couldn’t
Stole himself to tell her that he wouldn’t
He kinda, should, sorta, woulda
loved her if he could’ve
The story’s getting closer to the end
He kinda, should, sorta, woulda loved her if he could’ve
He’d rather be alone than pretend
She just wanted him to love her,
but he didn’t
He took to the woods and wandered in it
Walked along and on until they couldn’t
Stole himself to tell her that he wouldn’t
He kinda, should, sorta, woulda
loved her if he could’ve
The story’s getting closer to the end
He kinda, should, sorta, woulda loved her if he could’ve
He’d rather be alone than pretend
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