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Our Lady Of Pompeii
04:11
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The shit hits the town, when the Chrysler plant shuts down.
I signed on as a soldier because nobody gets older in that Neverland.
I tried to find a sign, of My Captain's Grand Design.
But soon I would be learning that every bush was burning
In that heathen sand.
But Our Lady of Pompeii you are...Pretty in Gray in his arms of clay.
But what were you going to say before?
Everybody fights a war. Everybody fights a war.
Everybody fights a war...but you.
You're just waiting for your black nightingale.
Everybody fights a war. Everybody fights a war. Everybody fights a war...the ditches are full of witches, but a saint dies with her boots on.
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There’s a vacancy on memory lane,
Tell the band I can’t go home again.
Swimming in silence after the last chord,
Playing Marco Polo with the Lord.
And all that loneliness illuminated,
It will be very clear to you tonight.
There, under the marquee where you waited,
To see your name all spelled out in lights.
But maybe baby you’re your own sign
Ladies and gentlemen
The Haunted Hearts
Ladies and gentlemen
The light that descends again
From your dead stars
Ophelia how long must I shine,
For the kingdom I have left behind.
Ophelia will sleepers arise?
When the ghost of what was good in me arrives.
To your eyes
And all that loneliness illuminated,
It will be very clear to you tonight.
There under the dark sea where you waited,
To see His name all spelled out in lights.
But maybe baby you’re your own sign.
Ladies and gentlemen
The Haunted Hearts
Ladies and gentlemen
The light that descends again
From your dead stars
The war against silence!
Poverty or providence
The flowers in the ruins of our youth?
The war against silence!
Violins or violence
Oh even we have something to lose...
Choose the music
Just sing
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Obelisk
00:31
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The gospel of Mark, the gospel of John,
The gospel of where I have gone.
Where have I gone?
Into the margins vacant and pale,
Here where there is nothing to fear,
From the young idea
Bring on the glitter kids!
And everyone will see what we have done.
Bring on the glitter kids!
And one by one they'll see and they will run.
This is the end of music.
I need to get some sleep.
The gospel of Mark, the gospel of John,
The gospel of all that have unimagined.
They sung us dirges when our eyes were starry,
Rock n' roll means never having to say your sorry.
Bring on the glitter kids!
And everyone will see what we have done.
Bring on the glitter kids!
And one by one they'll see and they will run.
This is the end of music.
I need to get some sleep
Time is drifting backwards,
Wearing Noah's raincoat.
When we hit that rock we'll know,
What will sink and what will float.
Across dead seas of olive trees,
Out where the kids are grievin'
For what they can't believe in,
This is the end of music
I need to get some sleep
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Memory makes lovers of us all,
So I left her there and waited down the hall.
I saw something sad when I was small,
Memory makes others of us all.
Let's go to the disco,
I know Rome is burning,
It's the Feast Of Saint Sebastian!
When the butterflies get pinned.
Hang your tears from chandeliers,
It appears we are learnin',
Getting older is a fucking drag!
We have a snag,
It's sad,
But it's not the end of the world, Jonah.
It's not the end of the world, Jonah.
“Come out!” he shouts.
I had a dream last night,
I was wearing boots again.
Going to the opera with a Stanley knife.
You looked younger too inside that spotlight,
Singing The Happiest Days Of My Life.
Let's go to the disco,
I know Rome is burning,
It's the Feast Of Saint Sebastian!
When the butterflies get pinned.
Hang your tears from chandeliers,
It appears we are learnin',
Getting older is a fucking drag!
We have a snag.
It's sad.
But it's not the end of the world, Jonah.
It's not the end of the world, Jonah.
“Come out!” he shouts.
I'm drinking red wine and Coca-Cola,
With some skinhead girl from Barcelona.
But neither of us are any closer to the Holy Grail.
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The Secret History New York, New York
Post the first empire of My Favorite, songwriter Michael Grace Jr teamed up with vocalist Lisa Ronson to form The Secret History alongside long time guitarist Darren Amadio, bassist Gil Abad and drummer Todd Karasik. Kurt Brondo added his talents both as a keyboardist, and alongside Grace Jr, as a producer. Vocalists Erin Dermody & Jamie Allison appeared on the 1st and 2nd LPs respectively. ... more
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