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JPF : Southampton

  1. Another Way To Paradise
  2. Call Me Early To The Yard
  3. Fall Of Men
  4. I Wish I Lived In Ambridge
  5. Tightropes
  6. Jovo Girl

Another Way To Paradise

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Fmaj7
There's no substitute for history
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The shattered layers of time
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All I know is how to show what's mine We live in an age of whisperers Where only the loudest prayer gets through I don't care: my silent prayer was you
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Does anyone know another way to paradise?
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This road is getting me nowhere
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Fmaj7
Does anyone know another way to paradise?
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I haven't given up hope of getting there There's so much I want to say But I have no right to speech Words die on the page or hang for an age out of reach There's no substitute for mystery The inexplicable flame All that's real is I don't feel the same Does anyone know another way to paradise? One by one all the lights are turning red Does anyone know another way to paradise? Or should I stay right here?

Call Me Early To The Yard

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I could call you to the coast
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The beach is empty when the sun is setting
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But the road is never easy
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To anywhere worth getting I dreamed of you last night It was too beautiful not to be true When I saw you this morning It was too beautiful not to be you I've got to lay some roots down It won't take much to me to fall But hope springs eternal If it ever springs all You tempted me out of my comfort zone And refused to take up the slack And now you claim I'm changing But I'm only changing back So I'll marry you at midnight On any day that you name I'll kiss you by moonlight I'll kiss away your name So call me early to the yard Call me early to the yard Call me early to the yard Call me early to the yard

Fall Of Men

Cheap suits, expensive jeans Clutch their drinks and forget their dreams This I own This I will take away She enters to the rhythm that she'll possess We can be only what we confess We are Bukowski, Casanova Jesus Christ Brows furrow as the covers are removed Connoisseurs smile wisely At the fake name, the fake smile The fake permission to see But there's no climax beyond the leap Beyond the crescendo and the applause We laugh like Olympic judges And drink as we deliver our scores Ashamed we were naked we fell Ashamed of being alone we fall And the cheap and the expensive Leave with nothing at all

I Wish I Lived In Ambridge

It's seven o'clock and it's time for the news Here's Brian Perkins with his lonesome blues And then there's Mark Lawson Telling us Front Row will be awesome Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge For more than fifteen minutes each day But it feels from here that Borsetshire Is a million miles away ??? ??? ??? Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge Alice is too posh and Emma's a slag And Amy's nowhere to be seen So I know it's a phase, but I'm counting the days Until Pip turns sixteen And you know it's the truth, David and Ruth Will be the best in-laws you've ever seen They'll make a Hereford beef sandwich Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge So cut me a slice of Stirling Gold Pour a glass of Lower Loxley wine Or sit by the fire with a pint of Shires And everything will be fine ??? ??? It's like he's speaking a different language Oh I wish I lived in Ambridge

Tightropes

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Everybody's walking tightropes
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From here to God-knows-where
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And they only thing they tell you is
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"Don't look down" So I gaze off into the distance Where the tightrope disappears And I dream of solid ground You get a pretty good view from the end of line But you've seen it all before And it's never worth the journey that you made And you can always buy your way back home And sink into your comfort zone But it's gonna cost you everything you saved
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And now I'm dreaming of you again
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And of everything that remains
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By the wayside where we used to play I was stranded, soaked and broke Waiting for a bus out of Basingstoke Wondering why the sun even bothers settings On nights like this I hope I never recall I lie awake and I recite them all My memory's no good: I'm really bad at forgetting And now I'm dreaming of you again And of everything that remains By the wayside where we used to play I'm never too busy to notice a sign I think of you when pylons align There's a moment when you can see right through And I sent my message over crackling wires "Don't sink back down into my desires!" It's getting pretty crowded down there too And now I'm dreaming of you again And of everything that remains By the wayside where we used to play And I still play

Jovo Girl

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Jovo girl, you've got me hanging on every word
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Jovo girl, though what you say is absurd
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Jovo girl, it's such a cunning disguise
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Jovo girl, with your come-to-church eyes Jovo girl, I forget birthdays anyway Jovo girl, I always hated Christmas Jovo girl, I would never have a blood transfusion Unless it was serious!
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You're always saying
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Am
That the world is about to end
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If that's the truth then on days like these
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Am
Could you do with another friend? (You knocked on the right door!) Jovo girl, we've got so much in common Jovo girl, it's just a different higher power Jovo girl, distributing magazines All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While people came and went Jovo women too Jovo girl, I've been through all your literature Jovo girl, what isn't common sense is bullshit Jovo girl, try to put me in the picture But don't push it! Jovo girl, where have you gone? Jovo girl, I haven't finished my song! Won't you stay and talk some more? Jovo girl, she's talking to the guy next door