D-Sides
Compilation - 19 novembre 2007 - Debaser id 445131

Instrumental

People, people, everybody people
Everybody making a sound
People, people, everybody people
Everybody standing their ground

People, people, everybody people
Everybody making a sound
People, people, everybody people
Everybody standing their ground

(Oh yeah!)

He dreams of the top
You will be over the edge
If you get it on side
You'll be taking ditch
You'll be loving our love
But you don't know why
It's the term of the day
So we never excite

Your heart isn't there
So you might as well say:
"I know it, I got it,
but I know that time will set me together"

People, people, everybody people
Everybody making a sound
People, people, everybody people
Everybody standing a their ground

People, people, everybody people
Everybody making a sound
People, people, everybody people
Everybody standing a their ground

(Oh yeah!)

He dreams of the top
You will be over the edge
If you get it on side
You'll be taking ditch
You'll be loving our love
But you don't know why
It's the term of the day
So we never excite

Your heart isn't there
So you might as well say:
"I know it, I got it,
but I know that time will set me together"

People, people, everybody people
Everybody making sound
People, people, everybody people
Everybody standing their ground

People, people, everybody people
Everybody making sound
People, people, everybody people
Everybody standing their ground

(Oh yeah!)

Lord, hear me now
Junk boats and English boys
Crashing out in super marts
Electric fences and guns

You swallow me
I'm a pill on your tongue
Here on the nineteenth floor
The neon lights make me numb

And late in a star's life
It begins to explode
And all the people in a dream
Wait for the machine
Pick the shit up leave it clean

Kid hang over here
What you're learning in school
Is the rise of an eastern sun
Gonna be good for everyone?

The radio station disappeared
Music turned into thin air
The DJ was the last to leave
She had well conditioned hair
Was beautiful but nothing really was there

Too many days to get lost
Many, many people I've known got lost
Too many days to get lost
Many, many people I've known got lost

Too many days to get lost
Many, many people I've known got lost

Too many days to get lost
Many, many people I've known got lost
Too many days to get lost
Many, many people I've known got lost

Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in

Murdoc is king
Murdoc is dead
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in

Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in

Murdoc is king
Murdoc is dead
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in

When You're Smoking In Tinfoil In The Morning
It's Gonna Be A Cold Day
When You're Keeping Everything Inside You
It Can Only Hurt You

Unrelated Sounds
The Sun Will Shine Again
You Hold It In Your Hands

This Young Land Is A Young Land And It'll Stay That Way
Its Pollution Only Turns You Into Something You Don't Want To See In The [???]
A Reflection Of The [???] You Receive

You Got On The Stars
And The Sun Won't Shine Again
So Maybe You're All In Love
[With / And] Aluminium

The Cling And A Clang
Is The Metal In My Head When I Walk
I Hear A Sort Of, This Tinging Noise
Cling Clang
The Cling Clang
So Many Things Happen While Walking
The Metal In My Head Clangs And Clings As I Walk
Freaks My Balance Out
So The Natural Thought
Is Just Clogged Up
Totally Clogged Up
So We Need To Unplug These Dams
And Make The The Natural Flow
It Sort Of Freaks Me Out
We Need To Unplug The Dams
You Cannot Stop The Natural Flow Of Thought
With A Cling And A Clang

And Wake Me Up Again Until
We're Aluminium
You Hold It In Your Hands
The Sun Will Shine Again
The Sun Will Shine Again
The Sun Will Shine Again
The Sun Will Shine Again
The Sun Will Shine Again
The Sun Will Shine Again