Cover di The Flying Club Cup

The Flying Club Cup
Album - 8 ottobre 2007 - Debaser id 429291

di Beirut

01
A Call to Arms (00:18)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
[instrumental]
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Nantes (03:50)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
Well it's been a long time, long time now since I've seen you smile.
And I'll gamble away my fright. And I'll gamble away my time.
And in a year, a year or so this will slip into the sea.
Well, it's been a long time, long time now since I've seen you smile.

Nobody raise their voices
Just another night in Nantes.

Nobody raise their voices
Just another night in Nantes.
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A Sunday Smile (03:35)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
Encore, une fois

All I want is the best for our lives my dear,
and you know my wishes are sincere.
Whats to say for the days I cannot bare.

A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A Cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
A Cemetery mile we paused and sang.
About a Sunday smile and we felt true.

We burnt to the ground
left a view to admire
with buildings inside church of white.
We burnt to the ground left a grave to admire.
And as we reach for the sky, reach the church of white.

A Sunday smile we wore it for a while.
A Cemetery mile we paused and sang.
A Sunday smile we wore it for a while.
A Cemetery mile we paused and sang.
About a Sunday smile and we felt true.
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Guyamas Sonora (03:31)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
In the hall I heard your faints falling, your trial and my corrections made. You have all the prayers of my loose heart. You have all the prayers of . No I was not there on the church stairs. The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear.
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06
Cliquot (03:51)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor
Now I'll beat on my drum 'til I'm dead
Yesterday, a fever, tomorrow, St. Peter
I'll beat on my drum until then.

But what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?

Set fire to foundation and burn out the station
You'll never get nothing of mine
The pane of my window will flicker and billow
I won't leave a stitching behind

But what melody will lead my lover from his bed?
What melody will see him in my arms again?

I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill
I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older
Oh love, and the cold, the oncoming cold
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The Penalty (02:22)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
Like an ancient day and I'm on trial
Let them seize the way, this once was an island
And I could not stay for I believed them
Left for the lights always in season

Impassable night in a crowd of homesick
Fully grown children, you'll leave the lights
Your family may not wait, Sir, keep on believing
Our parents rue the day, they find us kneeling
Let them think what they may, for they've good reason
Left for the lights always in season
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Forks and Knives (La Fête) (03:33)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
Uptown, the street's in a calming way
And outside is warm as a bed with a maid
And I find it's all our waves and raves
That makes the days go on this way

I heard the sad sound of words
Spoken from a beak of a wise old bird
Uptown, the streets are kept afloat
And that girl never leaves me alone

He means well, saying,
I've got stories of wine, superb
And of course my childhood, forks and knives
And a hospital bed, where I turned my life over and over again
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In the Mausoleum (03:10)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
Time travels to know Your secret life In your mausoleum And Berlin is So ugly in the morning light But with them, I could never feel so right
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11
Cherbourg (03:33)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
And a fall from you
is a long way down
I've found a better way out
And a fall from you
is a long way down
I know a better way out

Well it's been a long time
since I've seen you smile
Gambled away my fright
Till the morning lights shine
x2

Sunday morning
only fog on the limbs
I called it again
what do you know
And I filled our days
with cards and gin
You're alight again, my dear

I will lead the way, oh, lead the way
When I know
And I'll sleep away, oh, sweep away
What I don't
Well sieze the way, oh, sieze the way
No, I won't
I will lead the way, oh, lead the day
When I know
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St. Apollonia (02:58)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
All these saints that I move without
I lose without in vain
All these saints, they move without
They moved without again
Well, all these places will lose without
They lose without a name
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The Flying Club Cup (03:05)
Beirut • The Flying Club Cup
I built my house of reeds upon a marsh in Elise
My father was released a day's walk from San Denise
We buried him beneath the bone-white sands of San Denise

Silence of an airborne night
Push high above the roof
Daughters of the Red lights blind
The icy works of art
The city lights and restless nights
Go once upon the Lord
You and I will lie beside the fire sparked from boards

It's yours
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