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On A daily basis
When I saw you last in the stormy past
Seemed an age since the arrest
But I had to try, find an alibi
Just one phone call and I had to make you mine
Couldn’t get you in but you made it plain
I been stewing all these days
And you know I’m right to carry a torch for you
None of my previous babies shine so long
And you know I might feed that flame
On a daily basis on a daily basis on a daily basis
Now it’s all too much you getting back in touch
I kept focus all these months
Couldn’t fit you in the new scheme of things
Just to prove it could be done
And you know I’m right to carry a torch for you
None of my previous babies shine so long
And you know I might feed that flame
On a daily basis on a daily basis on a daily basis
Copyright Jon McLeary
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The Spines. - Explore
03:53
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Explore
I see the house I see you there by the door
I tell myself to be ready for anything
I hear the voice that describes you so well
And feel the roar of the planets edge
If the world were flat
I wouldn’t let you sail
Away like that
In a boat
And if the world were fair
You wouldn’t have to explore
Take off my hat about ready to explore
Then I see you shiver out of the corner of my eye
I take my place in a world of reason
You can see the result of a man too much in check
I hit the wall that circumscribes the world we knew
And find a way to magnetic south
I walk the path through the heart of the stone
To the dome where polar opposites attract
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End In Tears
Old mister standby got
called again
Went to the place and was amazed
To see who was there
Feel like a stranger in my own place
Fixed in the wings with a grin
Seeing you there
Welcome to the part where we weep Nellie
Knowing that the scars cut so deep
Knowing it would all end in tears
For me
I said I had to find you went and asked around
All they could say was you were free
To do as you will
Every time I try to be a better man
I fall on my face in the wind
Seeing you there
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For The Vulture's Sake
04:15
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For The Vulture’s Sake
Well I already knew how to get there
I seen the door a number of times right in front of my eyes
But I took the truth for granted
I spoke before I knew what it was that I had on my mind
Don’t go to sea she said
with no boats in your life
And a fog in your head
Don’t make the great mistake
You’d be a fool to make
There’s too much at stake
To just sit there for the Vulture’s sake
Well I could have handled it better
Took my time or looked the beast right in the eye
And though I told myself not to panic
I lost my cool and went into a downward spiral
Well I suppose the seeds where planted
From the time I made the first step into the gaining tide
And I told myself not to swallow
But the wind got up and took away all my pride
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On a Need to Know Basis
It’s not quite dawn and a wintery sun
Lies in wait to make the shape of the room
I close my eyes and feel the warm
Of your sleeping arms and the state of calm
On a need to know basis
You’re all I need on a need to know basis baby
I count the rate of the beat of your heart
Lying in wait to be courageous awake
It comes back to me we’re never apart
The we don’t keep no secrets at all
On a need to know basis
You’re all I need on a need to know basis baby
You’re all I need
I feel the wake of the traffic start
To make its way into the wings of the day
I try to stay with the angels
And find a way to make the aliens wait
On a need to know basis
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Rachel
03:43
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Rachel
She came on the flood in a wave of hopeless lust
My animal senses felt the same way about her
She was ready to escape from a previous life
And I was so wired it was tragic
Rachel - reach out
Restore my faith in human nature
She’s a fine woman to love
Talk about déjà vu
You gave me something I could never do
She took my car and backed away
She could go far but not in that wreck
I told her about the brakes and the chances that she takes
But she put it in gear and she drive straight
Rachel - reach out
Restore my faith in human nature
She’s a fine woman to love
Talk about déjà vu
You gave me something I could never do
She wound up on the bus like it was the end of us
My Animus howled for her and just closed down
We found that we’d swapped clothes and I was naked to the world
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St June
03:41
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Saint June
Saint June’s on the run
Saint June’s on the road today
Went behind little Jenny’s back
Nothing could make it up to her someday
They send somebody to make fun of her
They send somebody to make fun of her
They send somebody to make fun of her
Little Jenny’s on the grass
Playing games before the crash
Fields of passion also grow
Where the wine was meant to pay
Juney’s gone to a better place
Where nothing lasts and nothing tastes
To the field of passion
And she’s been there and I’ve been weird
I’m tired of feelings
Trying to change your past
Saint Jimmy’s on the path
Kids came along and it wasn’t there
When they came along at last
He was on his own and fading fast
They send somebody to make fun of her
They send somebody to make fun of her
They send somebody to make fun of her
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A Little Shuteye
02:57
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A Little Shuteye
Sally left when our souls were out of whack
She just went with my heart
She made it back to the town she used to attack
She just tore them apart
And those promises you left were all that I could keep
Ringing in my head give me something I can break
Some might suggest that I’m not fully awake
But I’ve been drinking all day I could use a little space
I could use a little shuteye
I was wrecked by the time she made the break
Couldn’t take it all in
I just blinked and the whole world missed a beat
Woke up to a new start
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Sex can Be Sad
03:37
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Sex can be sad
Lately I’ve been known to wander
Down the streets of Loretta
Where the nights are forever
Lurching from one point to another
On the brink of disaster
Without the hope of a rescue
Timing just seems to falter
Don’t know when to surrender
Never reaching the promise
And sex - sex can be sad
Sex can be lonely and don’t you know it
Sex - sex can be sad
Passion on strike lovers breathe a sigh just lie back and think of England
Don’t make light of the way you feel
It’s alright let go of the wheel
The dangers just all part of the deal
Lately I’ve been known to squander
Any chance of a welcome
In your outrageous arms
And sex - sex can be sad
Sex can be lonely and don’t you know it
Sex - sex can be sad
Passion on strike lovers breathe a sigh just lie back and think of England
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The Supersane
03:11
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The Supersane
You know that you’re taking a terrible risk
Explaining yourself over money or love
If you can stand on your feet and you can make a good fist
Then you just might be sorry for who you have told
You know that you’re taking a hell of a chance
Exposing yourself to unnecessary feuds
If I’ve ever been out then I’ve learnt this one thing
You can never be sure when your back is turned
Stop leaving a minute baby
I’m just trying to discover
The difference between the sane
And the insane
And the supersane
And the big brains
There’s passion in lies but it’s only the bed
You can make it it’s no real cover
When you’re naked with him he’ll eat out your heart
And you just might be sorry for who you have fed
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Jennifer
02:41
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Jennifer
Jennifer I think the world of you
Jennifer love everything you do
But Jennifer there’s something wrong with you
Jennifer I’ve got a massive heart
Jennifer to play a major part
But Jennifer when do the fireworks start
I want to share your love
I’ve had a taste of blood
What is this pain you’ve got
What were you thinking of
What in the world you’ve done
Jennifer I want to take you on
Jennifer I got to feel your touch
But Jennifer when are you waking up
I want to share your love
I’ve had a taste of blood
What is this pain you’ve got
What were you thinking of
What in the world you’ve done
What in the world you’ve done
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There Goes The View.
04:11
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There Goes the View
There’s a loser on the loose
And he’s wearing clothes like mine
Someone ought to give him the message
I got my number on my jacket
There’s a cool breeze on the tundra
And it’s crawling just for you
Someone ought to tell you about the vacuum
Sit for a number of years in the wreckage
There goes the view
There goes the last of any substance I could use
There goes the rest of any subject I could do
There goes the last of any secret that I knew
There’s a blank kid on a mattress
It’s a meeting of the minds
Someone ought to tell you about the glory
Went too many miles in a hurry
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