Someone's Singing New York New York
                                         %
|Bb7      |         |Db7      |         ||:E                          |G           |
                                          1.Nothing has happened in my old town

                                                                                 To@
|D                 |A              |D              |A              |E      |       |
     Since the line closed down          My old Stu-debaker's gone

|E                          |G                  |D            |A                   |
 Nothing has happened to the people round here       In nearly twenty five years

|D                      |A            |B              |             |Eb            |
         Then everything started to go wrong                              Someone's

|Ab                     |Dbadd9            |Bb          |Eb                   |
 singing in the street a-gain               New York New York        Someone's

|Ab                     |Bbsus4            |Dbadd9      |Eb                   |
 singing in the street a-gain               New York New York        Someone's

|Ab                     |Db                |Bb7         |               :||
 singing in the street a-gain               New York New York

|Db7         |           | E                 G                    D
 New York New York       E-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|
                         B-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|
                         G-----------------|-4------------------|-----------------|
                         D-2---------------|--------5-------2---|-4---------------|
                         A-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|
                         E-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|

  A                 D               A                 E
E-----------------|---------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------|
B-----------------|---------------|-2---------------|-2------------|---------------|
G-----------------|---------------|-------4-----2---|------------4-|-4-------------|
D-4-----2-----0-2-|-4-------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------|
A-----------------|---------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------|
E-----------------|---------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------|

  E                 G                    D                 A
E-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
G-----------------|-4------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
D-2---------------|--------5-------2---|-4---------------|-4-----2-----0-2-|
A-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E-----------------|--------------------|-----------------|-----------------|

  D                A                 B
E----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-------------Now-|
B----------------|-2---------------|-2-----------2-4-|-4---------------|
G----------------|-------4-----2---|-----------------|-----------------|
D-4--------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

|Dm                   |                      |Aadd9                 |              |
 old Dean's Road has a kerb and gutter        Kentlyn looking like a new Calcutta

|F                             |                    |G             |               |
 They're spending money like it doesn't matter now

|Dm                      |                        |Aadd9              |
 There's a mall where the cricket pitch used to be   There's a carpark 

                                                                               
|                         |F                      |                 |G             |
 round my favourite tree   There's a toll where we used to drive for free

            DS% al @                       @
|A           ||                            ||Eb            |Ab                     |
                                                  Someone's singing in the street a-

|Dbadd9            |Bb          |Eb                   |Ab                     |
 gain               New York New York        Someone's singing in the street a-

 

|Bbsus4            |Dbadd9      |Eb                   |Ab                        |
 gain               New York New York        Someone's singing in the street

|Eb               |Ab                      |Eb             |Ab                     |
         Someone's singing in the street          Someone's singing in the street a-

|Db                ||:Bb7         |               :||Rpt ad lib
 gain                 New York New York

2.Whatever happened to my old town
  When the blinds came down
  Air conditiotned so there's no one outside
  Whatever happened to the people round here
  Nobody comes near
  Does loose talk cost lives?

3.Whatever happened to my weatherboard town?
  It's Hardiplank now
  This old town is too far gone

World Is Almost At Peace
|Cm       |Ab       |Eb/Bb     |F        |Cm       ||:Gm           |               |
                                                      Oh                   When the

|Bb                |F               |Gm            |            |Bb                |
 world is almost at peace   tell me                     When the world is almost at

|F                 |Gm                             |Eb                          |
 peace   tell me    1.When I first saw the light of day      It took my breath a-

|Bb                                  |F                            |
 way   My skin can't win against cold steel         No matter how I

|Gm                                   |Eb                       |
 feel    When I first saw the light of day       I let it slip a-
                                                            __________________
                                                           |1.                |
|Bb                             |F                         |                :||
 way till fortune came across my sleep      More than I can say
 _____________
|2.
|             |Gm             |                |Bb                |F               |
 in            Oh                      When the world is almost at peace    tell me

|Gm           |               |Bb           ||:Am      C  |Am         |Dm    C     |
                      When the world________

|D      F   G   :||Cm                           |Ab                         |
                   When I first saw the light of day     It took my breath a-

|Eb                                  |Bb                             |
 way   My skin can't win against cold steel           No matter how I

|Cm                       |Ab                      |Eb                            |       
 feel     A perfect day be-gins            Children sing Salvation Army band plays_

|Bb                           |F          |             |            |Gm           |
 ______   Saints come marching in                                     Oh

||:Gm           |Bb                |F                 |Gm          :||:Eb          |
        When the world is almost at peace     tell me

|Bb             |F             :||Rpt ad lib


2.All I see is concrete from my room
  For someone else's boom
  All ships get lifted by the tide
  Lifted up in time
  A perfect day begins
  Children sing Salvation Army band plays
  Saints come marching in

Runaway Bay
                                                             %
  B               |                 |          |             |B                    |
E-----------------|-----------------|                 They're closing down the coun-
B-4-4-4-2---------|---------2-------|
G-----------4-----|-------4-----4---|
D---------------4-|-----------------|
A-----------------|-----------------|
E-----------------|-----------------|

|                 |                   |                |E           |              |
 try side          Ghosts beyon the fi-bro zone    Bush-fire summers closing on the

|B              |                |                             |                   |
 army huts at In-gleburn           Leave your friends and debts behind

|                         |                     |E             |                   |
  Leave your best dress on the line    There was no boom to buy this time

|B                  |            |              |                |        |        |
    No waves to ride        Where once we ran we stand at Runaway Bay         Where

|G#m7              |               |             |              |E                 |
 once were trees is sand at Runaway Bay                    Where once was forest is

|B               |F#              |          A    |B                |              |
 wasteland  Where once was good is bad land  Where once we walked we run to Runaway

                        To@
|E           |            |  B
 Bay                      |E-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
                          |B-4-4-4-2---------|---------2-------|-----------------|
                          |G-----------4-----|-------4-----4---|-----------------|
                          |D---------------4-|-----------------|-----------------|
                          |A-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
                          |E-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

                                    E              B
E---------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------|-----------------|
B---------------|-4-4-4-2---------|------4-5---4-|---------------|-----------------|
G---------------|-----------4-----|--------------|---------------|-----------------|
D---------------|---------------6-|--------------|---------------|-----------------|
A---------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------|-----------------|
E---------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------|-----------------|

  E                                                                B
E-----------------|--------------|-----------------|-------------|-----------------|
B-5-5-5-4---------|--------------|-5-5-5-4---------|-------------|-4-4-4-2---------|
G-----------6-----|--------------|-----------6-----|-------------|-----------4-----|
D---------------6-|--------------|---------------4-|-------------|---------------4-|
A-----------------|--------------|-----------------|-------------|-----------------|
E-----------------|--------------|-----------------|-------------|-----------------|

                                              Am            |                      |
E--------------|--------------|--------------|       I never found the Golden Mile
B--------2-----|--------------|--------------|
G------4-----4-|--------------|--------------|
D--------------|--------------|--------------|
A--------------|--------------|--------------|
E--------------|--------------|--------------|

|          |           |                    |              |D          |           |
                           But the red doors of Kalgoorlie         Were always open

|Bm             |              |Em          |           |Bb         |              |
 wide              To pass some time                              To put me back on

                                             DS% al @          @
|A         |          |          |A7          ||              ||B             |
 line                                                           once we ran we

|E               |B            |                |G#m7              |               |
 stand at Runaway Bay                      Where once were trees is sand at Runaway

|            |            |                  |B                   |F#              |
 Bay                 Where once was forest is wasteland      Where once was good is

|A            |            |B                |              |E          |          |
 bad   land           Where once we walked we run to Runaway Bay
                                                                          Rpt ad lib
|Am               |                      |            ||:Am          |           :||
           I never found the Golden Mile___________

2.I worked the Snowy Mountain Scheme
  I cut the northern Queensland cane
  I farmed out on the western plain
  It's much the same
  I'm sleeping under stars tonight
  There's colours in the sky tonight
  A hundred voices come to mind
  Talk to me sometimes

It Doesn't Take A House To Fall On Me
The "D" chord in the verse alternates between "D" and "D/A"

|D        |         |         |         ||:D         |            |          |
                                1.When the sun sweeps over the hor-izon   

|           |          |            |          |             |           |
    When the moon hangs heavy on the land             When my heart hangs

|             |         |            |G/B               |A            |D          |
 heavy on your memory my love  I will sing the words you may not under-stand

|              |              |                 |            |             |
        That it doesn't take a boat to cross the desert             That it

|              |                 |          |           |          |               |
 doesn't take a stone to swim the sea            And for all of the phone calls you
                                                         _________________________
                                                        |1.                       |
|        |              |G/B           |A               |D         |            :||
 never re-turned well it doesn't take a house to fall on me             2.Now for
 __________________________________________________________________________________
|2.
|D        |       |Bm       |         |              |                 |A          |
 me                Did  you  read your future in your tea leaves in the morning
 __________________________________________________________________________________

|               |            |          |Bm         |       |           |          |
 Look to find me gone?                   Dreams that come by only for an instant
 __________________________________________________________________________________

|A        |                  |          |           |Bm        |          |A       |
 Then like smoke they will be gone         Oh_________          Oh_________
 _________  _______________
          ||3.
|        :||D        |           |                 |                |              |
            me             Once I stood you in good stead with my ac-quaintance

|            |           |            |            |               |           |
     Once you stood on my shoulders to see                  but for all  of the 

|              |              |            |G/B           |A                 |
 times when you plain stood me up    Now it doesn't take a house to fall   it

|G/B           |A                 |G/B           |A               |D       |      ||
 doesn't take a house to fall   it doesn't take a house to fall on me

2.Now for all of my time in seventh heaven
  And for all of your attention paid to me
  And for all of the vows that we never exchanged
  I just thank the Lord that I woke up to see
  That it doesn't take the earth to move a mountain
  That it doesn't take a lock to hold a key
  And for all of the letters that I only wrote
  Well it doesn't take a house to fall on me

3.When the starling strike a note at daybreak
  When the blackbird sings a reverie
  And in all of the dreams I imagine my love
  That they whisper words you never spoke to me
  That it doesn't take a cloud to build a castle
  That it doesn't take a jury to agree
  That unless you're confined to a hospital bed
  Then it doesn't take a house to fall on me

Wooden Ship
  Dsus2         Dmsus2        Cadd9         G/B          Dsus2         Dmsus2
E-------0-----|-------0-----|-------------|-------------|             |            |
B-----3---3---|-----3---3---|-------3-----|-----3-1---0-| (cont. riff)
G---2-------2-|---2-------2-|-----0---0---|-------------|
D-0-----------|-3-----------|---2-------2-|---0---------|
A-------------|-------------|-3-----------|-2-----------|
E-------------|-------------|-------------|-------------|

|Cadd9        |G/B          |Dsus2        |Dmsus2       |Cadd9        |G/B         |

|Dsus2        |Dmsus2       |Cadd9        |G/B          |Dsus2               |
                                                            Want to sail on a

|Dmsus2         |Cadd9         |G/B          |Dsus2               |Dmsus2          |
 wooden ship                                     Want to sail on a wooden ship

|Cadd9        |G/B           |D                 |F                   |C            |
                   (End riff)  Want to sail on a wooden ship down the coast of Afri-

|G            |D                 |F               |C           |G            |
 ca             Want to sail on a wooden ship

|D                 |F                 |C           |G          |D                 |
  Want to sail on a wooden ship to the Gulf of Mexi-co           Want to sail on a 

|F             |C           |G          ||:D                   |C                 |
 wooden ship                                1.Shipwrecks to the surface   Like vol-

|D                 |C              |D                |C         |D            |
 canoes   grains of sand            Opium Road desper-ados under-stand

|                |C                  |D                  |C             |
 Deep sleep demon doctors    In their temples  wash their hands
                                                            _______________________
                                                           |1. 
|D                |C            |D            |            |Dsus2      |Dmsus2     |
 Cedars of Lebanon burn o'er the land                       (play riff)
___________________________________________________________________________________
                                                                                   |
|Cadd9        |G/B         |Dsus2        |Dmsus2        |Cadd9        |G/B       :||
 __________________
|2.
|A        |        |G        |        |A       |        |G        |        |A      |
            I don't mind                         I don't mind

                                                                              x6
|        |G        |         ||:Dsus2      |Dmsus2        |Cadd9       |G/B      :||
  I don't mind                  (play riff)

|D        |F        |C               |G           |D         |F         |C         |
                   a thousand years a-go

|G        |D                 |F                   |C           |G            |
            Want to sail on a wooden ship down the Gulf of Mexi-co

|D                 |F             |C           |G          |D          |F          |
  Want to sail on a wooden ship

|C            |G            |D            |F            |C            |G           |

                                                  Rpt to fade
||:Dsus2      |Dmsus2       |Cadd9        |G/B         :||
   (play riff)

2.History in the making
  Turn the pages, you were there
  Cormorants hunt like torpedoes of the air
  Million bays of islands
  Walls are weeping, Wailing Wall
  Industry sweat in your footsteps fall


Transcribed by Joakim Lindblad

The Hungry Mile
Piano intro over these chords:

F#...  B C# F# B    G#m C# F# F#    B C# A#m B
       B F# B F#    B G#m G#m C#    C# F# F#...
   F#         
In truth it is colder The waterside winter
       A            
Than a roving a fugitive life No-one cries harder
                               B                                  F#
Than a child without supper At least we've got blankets at night

They read out the names on the wireless each day
The stevedores meet by the towers
To work on their ships with their cargoes to load
If you're lucky they'll give you the hours

There's a man in an old coat, early each morning
Grave as a hangman he stands
Says that no-one is served by the Government nerve
It's worse if you work with your hands

The lines on his face are not lines of disgrace
But the lines at the dockside are long
When Port Jackson steamships call you out
                             B
You work and work for a song Work and work for a song
            
F#
Give me a job on the hungry mile
F#                   A            B
Give me a job on the hungry mile......



Transcribed by Joakim Lindblad.

Keep You To Myself
You will 

  (D)                                 (Am)
G|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D|0-----0-------0-|0-----0---0-----|----------------|----------------|
A|----------0-2---|------------0-2-|0-----0-------0-|0-----0---0-0---|
E|----------------|----------------|----------0-2---|----------------|
 never go hungry            in your life

  (G)
G|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
A|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
E|3-----3---0-2-3-|3-----3---0-2-3-|3-----3---0-2-3-|3-----3---3-0---|
  Never need shelter          at night                         You will 

  (D)                                 (Am)
G|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D|0-----0-------0-|0-----0---0-----|----------------|------2---0-----|
A|----------0-2---|------------0-2-|0-----0-------0-|0-------------0-|
E|----------------|----------------|----------0-2---|----------------|
 eat at my table        Knock on my door

  (G)
G|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
A|----------------|----------------|----------------|------------0-2-|
E|3-----3---0-2-3-|3-----3---0-2-3-|3-----3---0-2-3-|3-----3---3-----|           
  Ever need something,       call                       I'll keep you to 

  (D)              (A)              (D)              (G)
G|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D|0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|----------------|0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|----------------|
A|----------------|0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|----------------|----------------|
E|----------------|----------------|----------------|3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|
  myself              Won't mention anyone              I'll keep you to 

 (D)              (A)              (C)              
G|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D|0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|----------------|----------------|----------------|
A|----------------|0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|
E|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
  myself              Won't ask for anything                    If you 

D                        Am
feel like a stranger sometimes
G                   G            
Ever in danger sometime You will 
D                            Am
never go begging, out in the cold
G                               A
Innocence rescued, before it is sold

A                         Bm           A     Bm
  The street of freaks' a ghostown now
    A                    C#m
The street of freaks' is no place now I'll keep you to 

E      B
myself    Won't mention 
E      A
anyone    I'll keep you to 
E      B
myself    Won't ask for 

G                      A
anything Won't ask for anything

A                         Bm           A     Bm
  The street of freaks' a ghostown now
    A                    C#m
The street of freaks' is no place now I'll keep you to
            
E      B
myself    Won't mention 
C#m    A
anyone    I'll keep you to 
E      B
myself    Won't ask for 
F#                      
anything  I'll keep you to

E      B
myself    Won't mention 
C#m    A
anyone    I'll keep you to 
E      B
myself    Won't ask for 
G                       A                     
anything  Won't mention anyone
                 E
I'll keep you to myself.

Transcribed by Joakim Lindblad

Privileged Shoes/Minds of Machinery
|E     A     |D       |E     A     |B     D     |E     A     |D       |E     A     |

|E     A     |B     D        ||:E               A       |D                    |
                      1.You're  standing in the shoes of privilege      You're

|E            A         |B        D         |E            A         |
 wearing your privileged shoes        You're walking with Jesus
                                                ___________________  ______________
                                               |1,2,4.             ||3,5,6.
|D                          |E        A        |B        D        :||B     D       |
 Walking with the privileged few                                             If you

|G                     |C                    |G             |C                |
 want to be saved get a recognised guru                                 If you
                                                             ______________________
                                                            |1,2.                  |
|G                     |C                    |G             |E         |         :||
 want to succeed better do what I do                                       4.We're

|N.C.                  |             |F          |          |          |           |
 mind of machinery

|Dm           |             |              |              |                        |
                                                    In the presence of beauty

|             |             |              |              |Am            |         |
                                                         I only see ugly

|Dm           |             |                   |           |          |           |
                             Minds of machinery

|                   |                |               |                 |           |
 Dirty as west coast politics                  In the valley of dirty           The

|                   |                        |                        |
 dirtiest folks play dirty tricks   When it's all clean 'n' shiny

|                        |                    |                       |            |
 Someone was tracking our dirty steps    Now I don't see the shiny                I

|Am                 |               |Dm                    |               |
 only see dirty                      Minds of machinery       
                                                               Rpt ad lib
|                      |            ||:Dm           |             :||
 Minds of machinery         

2.You're sleeping on the bed of privilege
  Staying on the privileged floor
  No need to worry, no need to worry any more

3.You're almost what I'd call respectable
  Is this the new respectable you
  You're dancing in the shoes of society, so how do you do

4.We're living in a land that's plentiful
  There's plenty enough on the farm
  When I knocked on your door for charity, you set the alarm

5.Some people say you're despicable
  You're wearing despicable shoes
  But when it comes the time for an autograph, you're joining the queue

  If you want to get real get some trees to plant out
  If you want to get rich better get an accountant

6.Instrumental

  If you want to be saved get a recognised guru
  If you want to succeed better do what I do
  Get a mind of machinery


Transcribed by Joakim Lindblad

The Wolves Close In
|G#m   C#m    |G#m   B    |C#m         |F#           |
  %
||:C#m                         |                          |F#            |     
 One night a runaway train will shake you from your sleep  no, no, no, no   
|           |C#m                          |                              |
             What if the runaway train and civilization meet?             
                             To@
|F#              |             |Bm                           |           |
 no, no, no, no                 There's one dream I've had be-fore
|G         |A          |Bm                 |                             |
                        I see the face, the face of a girl on board
            ___________  ___________
           |1.         ||2. 
|G         |A         :||A          |B           |E          |F#         |
                                 and so     tread lightly                 
|G#m      C#m       |G#m         B       |C#m                            |
 I'm not afraid      the promise is       don't go kill yourself for this 
|F#                 |G#m          C#m        |G#m         B         |
                     You've got a train       A train to miss        
                                            DS%al@
|C#m                            |F#           ||                    
 Don't go kill yourself for this   no, no, no

 @                                             x4
||:A Bm      |A Bm      |F#m G       |G A       :||G A       |G A        |
                                                   
|G A      |A B      |       |B          |E          |F#                  |
                         and so    tread lightly       Did the earth tilt

|Bm        G       |                      |Bm   Bm7   |F#m     A         |          
 slightly?            Did the wolves close in?         Did the earth tilt

||:Bm        G     |                       |A         |                  |
   slightly?           Did the wolves close in?        Did the earth tilt

|Bm        G       |                       |Bm  Bm7   |F#m     A         |
 slightly?             Did the wolves close in?        Did the earth tilt

|Bm        G       |                       |E         |                  |
 slightly?             Did the wolves close in?        Did the earth tilt

|Bm        G       |                       |Bm  Bm7   |F#m     A       :||
 slightly?             Did the wolves close in?        Did the earth tilt

|Bm        G       |N.C.                    |          ||
 slightly?              Did the wolves close in?

2.The driver of a runaway train is drunk at the controls
  His pockets lined with Kruggerands, his shoes are tipped with gold
  In the spirit of wind and pine
  I see the face, the face of a girl who's mine

3.Don't let a runaway train come take away your dreams
  A hundred tons of nightmares roll down on your machines

Wreckery Road
  N.C.
E-------------|------------13-|-12-----------|----------13-|-12-----------|
B-------------|---------------|-------13-----|-15----------|-------13-----|
G-------------|---------------|--------------|-------------|--------------|
D-------------|----------(Keyboard arr.for guitar)---------|--------------|
A-------------|---------------|--------------|-------------|--------------|
E-------------|---------------|--------------|-------------|--------------|

E----------13-|-12------------|-----------13-|-------15----|     I was born on |
B-15----------|-------13------|-15-----------|-13----------|
G-------------|---------------|--------------|-------------|
D-------------|---------------|--------------|-------------|
A-------------|---------------|--------------|-------------|
E-------------|---------------|--------------|-------------|

|C              |Eb    F          |C              |Eb     F         |C             |
 Silver Street          I lived on Wreckery Road           I work in Turkey Town

|Eb     F      |C               |Eb    F            |C                      |
                Rusted junk lies all around  and the pictures have long been 

|Eb     F     |C              |Eb    F      |C               |Eb      F        |
 still     the station posters peel   at the end of someone's map why don't the

|C                 |Eb     F        |Dm          |F    C    |Dm        |F    C     |
 skies just open up           And de-liver me             De-liver me            De-

|Dm                |F      C       |G/B        |         |N.C.     |       |       |
 liver me from this cold                             (keyboard riff)

|       |       |       |C        |Eb    F     |C        |Eb    F    |C        |

|Eb     F     |C         |Eb     F     |C                    |Eb     F      |
                                     No strength left to riot

|C                       |Eb          F          |C                  |Eb     F     |
 Why can't the world just give and be quiet   The wreckers have gone

|C          |Eb      F          |Dm        |F     C        |Dm      |F    C        |
                      No victory won             No victory won          No victory

|Dm       |F      C      |Dm         |F     C      |Dm            |F      C      |
 won                                             De-liver me                   De-

|Dm          |F      C       |Dm                |F       C      |G/B      |        |
 liver me                  De-liver me from this cold

|N.C.      |        |        |        |        |        |        |        |C       |
 (keyboard riff)

|Eb   F    |C       |Eb   F    |C       |Eb   F   |C       |Eb   F   |C       |

|Eb   F    |C       ||

Wrong Side Of The River
||:A                        |                   |                                  |
1.Gather round my drunken un-believers           Batten down the hatchbacks come in-

|                |E                                    |                 |
 side       We'll have us all some laughs and tell some stories

|                        |                         |A                              |
 Saddle up the barstools  Come and take a ride  You may have come from bitter disap-

|                           |                             |                   |
 pointment               You may have come as I did from a-far               I

|E                                  |                  |                           |
 thought I saw with pure and crystal vision    From the tip of Cupid's arrow to the

|                    |A                   |            |                 |         |
 bottom of a jar      Come along down with me    To the wrong side of the river
                                                                       
|                    |               |               |                 |E          |
 Come along down with me       to the wrong__________ side of the river
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                    2.You may think Christ another hard luck story             You 
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 tied 'em to a brick and then I put 'em in this song, yeah   Come along down with
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 with me      To the wrong side of the river      Come along down with me    to the
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3.Seven summers gone the world exploded
  I was staring out a window in chalk farm
  Listening to the heater pipes eroding
  Huddled round the radio, ignoring the alarm
  Then all at once a siren overtook me
  And shook me from my slumber with a song
  That offered me salvation when it took me
  To the place that I was born in, to the place where I belong

4.When every day the sun beats down upon you
  And every night the heavens open wide
  When all fair weather friends are driven from you
  If you ever need an ally, solid at your side
  Follow down the hillside to the valley
  Look to where the water meets the land
  If all the slaves of Hollywood desert you
  Trust your heart's desire, offer me your hand

All Becomes Clear
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                                                        1.I feel the wind across my

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 face                        I see a proud man fall from grace

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 I've heard this battle's worth the blood                         I see chariots of

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 dust                                         I see a mighty army fall

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              A million immigrants step a-shore 

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      With simple songs of hope                      Not simple songs of war

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                                It all becomes clear from up here          I can
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 hear my words returning           We are nothing more than passengers here
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 here          The Gods are all emerging      It all becomes clear from up
 
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 here   We've less to lose than we imagined     We are nothing more than passengers

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2.Voice of velvet hands of steel
  Inside the dens of the buccaneers
  They say beware a bomber's moon
  From the River Jordan to the sea
  We blast away the earth the crust
  White collar boom blue collar bust
  I see wheat fields full of fire
  Free men become hostages must