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Where The Flowers Went
08:49
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I want to take you
back to my house
I want to keep you
all by myself
I want to critique you
to my friends
I want to be sure
that this night never ends
I want to make sure
your comfort is addressed
I'll show you to all the
friends I have left
I will make sure you
want for nothing
I wanna make the noises
under my skin
I wanna be the only
person you need
I wanna make you safe
from all this hunger and greed
I will clothe you
in diamonds and pearls
I'll keep you safe from
all the hurt in the world
I ask for nothing
for myself in return
I only ask that you
live and you learn
I will return
and I will lie on my own
You leave this house
when you like I'm alone
Just leave my shrine
and my life alone
my bits and pieces
my pips on the phone
just don't ask
where my other proteges went
and the pits in the garden
where the flowers went
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2. |
Perception
01:43
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Open the door and you will see
All of time open to me
Time here moves at its own speed
Faster than you want or need
Perception is in the
Eye of the beholder
When these doors
Are thrown open
Open the door and you will see
All of time open to me
Time here moves at its own speed
Faster than you want or need
Perception is in the
Eye of the beholder
When these doors
Are thrown open
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3. |
Swung
02:31
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it’s the sort of day where you can’t cool down
and the tar melts out on the street
there’s no way you can cool down yourself
so you spend the day out on your feet
it’s swung it’s swung, it swung
it’s something done when you’re young
it’s swung it’s swung, it swung
it’s something done when you’re young
something else has begun
it’s the sort of night where you just can’t sleep
and thoughts run around in your head
you’re doing a job that really needs you to think
but you spend the day technically dead
it’s swung it’s swung, it swung
it’s something to do when you’re young
it’s swung it’s swung, it swung
it’s something to do when you’re young
you’re damned if do or if you don’t
so you might as well get up and do
you can only regret when you’ve never done
but the only one hurt is you
get off your knees and get on your feet
you might as well live as give in
at least you’ve done something you never did
and you’re sweating in your skin
it’s swung it’s swung, it swung
it’s something done when you’re young
it’s swung it’s swung, it swung
it’s something done when you’re young
it’s swung it’s swung, it swung
Something else had begun
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Inter City Blues
03:14
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This is an inter city blues
Some of us have nothing left to lose
This is an inter city blues
This is an inter city blues
This is an inter city blues
Not everybody gets to choose
This is an inter city blues
inter city blues
Born to lose
inter city blues
The likes of yous
This is an empty song
This is an empty song
from when everything goes wrong
This is an empty song
This is a business suit
This is a business suit
The wall says vegetate – commute
This is an inter city suit
inter city blues
Born to lose
inter city blues
The likes of you
This is a mean old scene
This is a mean old scene
Don’t matter where you’ve been
This is a mean old scene
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5. |
And The Pain
03:10
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At first it feels like
The pain will only last an instant
But then it deepens
Unfolds behind your eyes
And the pain goes on
and on it goes
Then it feels like it will last forever
There’s an empty part of your soul
An unending sense of loss
A hole that will never be filled
And the pain goes on
and on it goes
And the pain goes on
and on it goes
And the pain goes on
and on it goes
And the pain it goes
I just went with the current
Fell in too deep
Unable to eat
Unable to sleep
And the pain goes on
and on it goes
And the pain goes on
and on it goes
And the pain
And the pain
And the pain
And the pain
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
By the thumbing of my prick
I can’t escape from something sick
And the pain it goes on
and on it goes
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6. |
Praise
04:08
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Call me suspicious
But don’t you have to do something
To gain the praise of strangers
Not simply be there
But I’m getting applause
From people I don’t know
And I have done absolutely
Nothing of which I am aware
I’m being lined up for something
I can’t see
All I can think is that it must be
No good for me
I’m being lined up for something
I can’t see
All I can think is that it must be
No good for me
Maybe my youthful arrogance
Has twisted over time
Into something less appealing
And I’m something of a twat
But I haven’t done a thing
And yet it’s drawing praise
After all I know I’m good
But I’m not as good as that
I’m being lined up for something
I can’t see
All I can think is that it must be
No good for me
I’m being lined up for something
I can’t see
All I can think is that it must be
No good for me
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7. |
James Bond
03:48
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8. |
Knee
04:53
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What is a knee?
Part of an organic machine
It should be easy to replace
Don’t let the blood get you in the face
I just need
A sharp enough blade
I don't know how long the pain lasted
feels like my leg was blasted
I can cut through
And ignore the blood
I can fix it myself
No need to worry about your health
It doesn’t have to be
so cosmetic
Like when I cut that lump out my head
I comb over the scar instead
And if I fail I can
Always try again
After all I cut you out my life
And then I didn’t need a knife
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Salem Trials UK
Salem Trials started life in the northern, industrial, town of Bradford in 1987. We recorded lots of songs but did very
little... until we broke up in 1991. Reformed in 2018 and still doing very little except record lots of songs.
May 2020 we joined Metal Postcard Records!
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