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“Black Swan” - Thom Yorke from The Eraser
What will grow crooked, you can’t make straight
It’s the price you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack you bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And laid down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn’t happening
No, it just isn’t happening
And it’s fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it’s not.
But it isn’t, but it isn’t
You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don’t care what the future holds
Cause I’m writin’ out today
With your fingers you can touch me
I’m your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, made it to the top
This is fucked up, fucked up
You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up
Be your black swan, black swan
I’m for spare parts, broken up
“Stay Young, Go Dancing” - Death Cab for Cutie
“Ramblin’ On My Mind” - Robert Johnson
- Happy birthday Mr. Johnson.
I got ramblin’, I got ramblin’ on my mind
I got ramblin’, I got ramblin’ all on my mind
Hate to leave my baby, but you treats me so unkindI got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
Little girl, little girl, I got mean things all on my mind
Hate to leave you here, babe, but you treats me so unkindRunnin’ down to the station, catch the first mail train I see
(spoken: I think I hear her comin’ now)
Runnin’ down to the station, catch the old first mail train I see
I got the blues about Miss So-and-So and the child got the blues about meAnd I’m leavin’ this mornin’, with my arm’ fold’ up and cryin’
And I’m leavin’ this mornin’, with my arm’ fold’ up and cryin’
Hate to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkindI got mean things, I’ve got mean things on my mind
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mindI got to leave my baby, well, she treats me so unkind
City And Colour - Sleeping Sickness
I awoke only to find my lungs empty
And through the night so it seems I’m not breathing
And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be
And I’m breaking down, I think I’m breaking downAnd I’m afraid to sleep because of what haunts me
Such as living with the uncertainty
That I’ll never find the words to say which would completely explain
Just how I’m breaking downSomeone come and, someone come and save my life
Maybe I’ll sleep when I am dead
But now it’s like the night is taking sides
With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
Could it be this misery will suffice?I’ve become a simple souvenir of someone’s kill
And like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to ill
Madness fills my heart and soul
As if the great divide could swallow me whole
Oh, how I’m breaking downSomeone come and, someone come and save my life
Maybe I’ll sleep when I am dead
But now it’s like the night is taking sides
With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
Could it be this misery will suffice?
Oh, my lifeSomeone come and, someone come and save my life (save my life)
Someone come and, someone come and save my life (save my life)
Someone come and, someone come and save my life
Could it be this misery will suffice?
“Son Of A Preacher Man” - Dusty Springfield
Skinny Love” - Birdy
(Bon Iver cover)Come on skinny love, just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneerI tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order’s tallAnd I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning I’ll be with you
But it will be a different kind
‘Cause I’ll be holding all the tickets
And you’ll be owning all the finesCome on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the splitAnd I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
‘Cause now I’m breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your linesWho will love you?
Who will fight?
And who will fall far behind?Come on, skinny love
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
“No One’s Gonna Love You” - Band Of Horses
“I Feel Like Going Home” - Muddy Waters from Feel Like Going Home
- Happy birthday Mr. Morganfield.
Well, now it gettin,
Late on into the evenin and I feel like, like blowin my home.
When I woke up this mornin all I, I had was gone.
Now it gettin, Late on into the evenin, man now, I feel like, like blowin my home.
Well now, woke up this mornin, all I had was gone.
Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea,
If I don’t find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me.
Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea,
Well now, if I don’t find my baby chile, somebody sure gonna bury me.
Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don’t it seem like days?
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way,
Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days,
Well now, seems like my baby child, whoo-hoo well, child,
Would stop her low down ways.
“Running On Faith” - Eric Clapton from Unplugged
- Happy birthday Mr. Clapton.
Lately I’ve been running on faith
What else can a poor boy do?
But my world will be right
When love comes over you
Lately I’ve been talking in my sleep
I can’t imagine what I’d have to say
Except my world will be right
When love comes back your way
Then we’d go running on faith
All of our dreams would come true
And our world will be right
When love comes over me and you
I’ve always been
One to take each and every day
Seems like by now
I’d find a love who cares just for me
Then we’d go running on faith
All of our dreams would come true
And our world will be right
When love comes over me and you
When love comes over you
