Pete Doherty : Grace/Wastelands

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In Arcady, your life trips along

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Pure and simple as the shepherd's song

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Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady

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In Arcady, in Arcady Never saw I such a scene Such maids upon such remote a green They employ their holiday with dance and game And things I may never name In Arcady, in Arcady

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Well, you said he was your teacher

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Taught you true and wise

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But now you know more than your teacher

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I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes

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In Arcady So you see how twisted it becomes See how quickly twisted it becomes When cat gut binds my ankles to your bedstead That ain't love, no that ain't love Said he was your teacher And he taught you so true and so wise Well now you know more than your teacher I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes In Arcady, in Arcady |

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In Arcady, in Arcady In Arcady, your life trips along Pure and simple as the shepherd's song A few seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady In Arcady, in Arcady In Arcady, in Arcady

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My, you did look dapper in your mother's old green scarf

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With your famous Aunty Arthur's trousers on

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Got slapped by that slapper and we all laughed

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But she laughed the loudest in '93 (Could charm the bee's knees off the bee) "Cheeky" you'd say and we all fell around Rolling round the playground "Saucy" you'd say and we all fell about Rolling around the playground in '94 (We all sang, skipping and dancing, hand in hand)

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Yeah it was all the boys together

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And all the girls together...

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She's the last of the English roses

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She's the last of the English roses She knows her Rodneys from her Stanleys and her Kappas from her Reeboks And her tit from her tat and her Winstons from her Enochs (It's fine, take the band, coming out, coming alive) And round the snooker table she danced the Frutti-Tutti And she almost spilled her lager toasting girls of great beauty (2009, coming of age, coming alive) All the boys together And all the girls together... She's the last of the English roses She's the last of the English roses She's the last of the English roses She's the last of the English roses

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Captured clandestine

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Crawled into the lights

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Knew he was in for a shoeing

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Just wasn't to be his night Dragged out of the frozen Rhine For the Motherland and the Third Reich A toeing's as good as a shoeing When it's not to be your night

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Tread carefully, so carefully, on the drifting ice

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Caught behind enemy lines

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In 1939 For Germany he sacrificed his life Caught behind enemy lines There in 1939

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Kids knee-deep in rubble London urchins grey with dust Packed off ours in evacuations To farmers' wives, green and pleasant lives, far from the doodlebugs Nana Doll, she still remembers Leaving town in worn-out shoes Now she's back out west in sheltered accommodations Homes for the old where pills aren't the only blues Tread carefully, so carefully, upon the drifting ice Staring blank into the TV guide In 2009 How it's hurting me, I've only seen her twice Since you went west for the second time Since 1939

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| A little death around the eyes

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Your boyfriend's name was Dave

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I was bold and brave

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And now you're mine

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You'll cook and clean and sew when I tell you to

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When I ask you to, if I ask you to, then I want you to

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You don't need telling twice with me, no you don't need telling twice

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You know who wears the trousers, no one wears the trousers

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(In a nutshell) to break free, yeah well, you'll never break free of me Your boyfriend's name was Dave I was bold and brave And now you're mine

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You'll cook and clean and sew when I tell you to

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And you'll dance and screw when I want you to

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In the hotel room you take your medicine

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On all fours that's your medicine

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You feeling better, son?

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(Filling in the cracks) Feeling any better, son?

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(In a nutshell I'll wish upon a star)

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Some vague idea of a man you used to be

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Of the man you used to be to me (Filling in the cracks) Fee-fi-fo-fum, smell the blood of an Englishman

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Be he alive or be he dead

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(Filling in the cracks) Wish upon a star

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A little death around the eyes

Capo:

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In the cold, the coldest of nights

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The fire I light to warm my bones

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I've had enough of the dreadful cold

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And from the flames appears Salome

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I stand before her, amazed

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As she dances and demands the head of John the Baptist on a plate

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In the morning, shaken and disturbed

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From under soft white fur

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I see the dust in the morning bright sets the room alight

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And by the telly appears Salome

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I stand before her, amazed

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As she dances and demands the head of Isadora Duncan on a plate

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Oh, Salome

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Oh, Salome

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In the cold, coldest of nights

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The fire I light to warm my bones

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I've had enough of the dreadful cold

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And from the flames appears Salome

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I stand before her, amazed

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As she dances and demands the head of any bastard on a plate

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I am the rain, held in disdain

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Lotions and potions just add to my fame

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They rhyme that Spain, I fall on the plain

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The truth is I'm ruthless, I can't be contained |

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| I'm the rain My friend the wind, with breath he is twinned Blow high or low high tornadoes to spin My mother the cloud, in widow's black shroud Gives birth to the earth before fields can be ploughed

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Up in the sky we've demand to supply

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I am necessity, base of the recipe |

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| I, I'm the rain My cousin the snow lays blankets below States that her flakes are just threads to be sewn My rival the sun, who ripens the plum Is feared and revered, he gives sight to the gun Up in the sky we've demands to supply I am necessity, base of the recipe Up in the sky we've demands to supply I am necessity, base of the recipe |

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) I, I'm the rain, I'm the rain |

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Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh I am the rain, who's held in disdain The truth is I'm ruthless I can't be contained

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Was it so long ago?

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When we first hit the road?

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I remember those earlier shows When we used to go |

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| Ba-ba da-ba da da da da da da da da-da da-da-da

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Was it so long ago?

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When you said you loved me so?

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And with kisses untold, your love would unfold

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Oh my where did you go

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Oh I don't know, you didn't say goodbye

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Where did you go? oh you lie And you left me wandering, wondering

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If love's just a lie

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Left me wondering if you've found some other guy

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Well all I do is hang my head and cry

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Sometimes I moan, sometimes I moan Where did you go? Oh I don't know, you didn't say goodbye Where did you go, I don't know, left me wondering If loves just a lie Everywhere I go people say "Who's that funny guy? All he does is hang his head and cries" Sometimes he moans, sometimes he moans Oh, oh why? When we used to go Ba ba da da...

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We've been a long time together Time together on a snakey road There ain't no time spent together

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Like time spent together on a snakey road Winding on through the hills together Winding on that snakey road Winding on forever Winding on that snakey road

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What's that they're telling you?

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That's your future, I'm telling you! (

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) They're gonna pick your pocket too |

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We've been a long time together Time together on a snakey road There ain't no time spent together Like time spent together on a snakey road Winding on through the hills together Winding on that snakey road Winding on forever Winding on that snakey road What's that they're selling you? Lotions, potions, selling you They're gonna pick your pocket or two

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And in the clearing...

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I'm going to build me a palace of bone

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With wide open walls and an ebony throne

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And all the broken children from every broken home

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Can come and live in the palace of bone I'm going to build me a palace of bone With wide open walls and an ebony throne There ain't no blackened heart, no innocent soul Can come and dance in the palace of bone?

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She opened her heart

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To a tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway

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He was covered with scars

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And full of heroin

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Everyone said from the start

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Not one single thing, could ever be OK

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She didn't listen anyway... She just opened her heart Threw her cares away And they held on so tight in the dark He brushed her hair away She heard him say All my life I've been fighting And making the best of

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And willing very bad luck, very bad luck

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Very... very bad luck to Thee All your fighting got you nowhere If nowhere's here with you on my skin And you can fight forever But if you killed them all you'd never win So give me your surrender There are other ways to kill the pain But things will never mend you It's like trying to dry your eyes in the pouring rain She opened her heart To tearaway, a sheepskin tearaway Was covered with scars and full of heroin Tearaway, sheepskin tearaway Sheep, sheep, sheep, sheep, sheep Sheepskin tearaway

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Take a broken love song, keep it by your side

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Never be lonely, find a place to hide

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By the west way, inside the scrubs

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How long must we wait, for they're killing us? Killing us

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They are the loneliest They are the loneliest They are the loneliest They are the loneliest |

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Through my cell window, hear the loft boys sing Come on you R's, carried on the wind Every morning, I'll be singing like a caged bird who might say John, Paul, George and Ringo help pass the hours away Free as a bird would I be, another dawn creeps up on me on me, ah-ah-ah... They are the loneliest They are the loneliest They are the loneliest They are the loneliest

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Letters from faceless haters who'd love to, to see me swinging in my cell

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Oh I, I never saw a man who looked with such a wistful eye

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Upon that little tent of blue that prisoners call the sky They are the loneliest They are the loneliest They are the loneliest They are the loneliest |

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Take a broken love song, keep it by your side

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Are you still talking to All of those dead film stars Like you used to? And are you still thinking of All of those pretty rhymes and perfect crimes Like you used to? And if you're still alive when you're twenty-five Shall I kill you Like you asked me to? If you're still alive when you're twenty-five Shall I kill you? I know you told me to, but I really don't want to

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I remember every single thing you said to me You were the man and I was Calvary And you said, ah you said new love grows on trees New love grows on trees New love grows... new love grows on trees |

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That makes perfect nonsense to me

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But the price of being free these days

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It's ridiculous |

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Are you still shaking out All the dead wood from your bed love Like you used to? Well, times don't change Are you still thinking of All of those perfect lines for love divine You really don't have to And if you're still alive when you're twenty-five Oh, shall I kill you Like you asked me to? If you're still alive when you're twenty-five Oh, shall I kill you? You told me to, but I really don't want to I remember every single thing you said to me You were the man and I was Calvary And you said, ah you said New love grows on trees New love grows on trees New love grows on... new love grows on trees |

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Once upon a time

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When the cold wind that blows

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And the cold wind that blows in my heart

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It was a summer breeze and she

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Would meet me in Chinatown for opium and tea

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And she always brought me flowers

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But I spared you those old ballads

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Song that I couldn't play

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Every Giro day she'd dress me like a lady-boy

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And take me out of the way

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Don't let the horse chase the new deal away, no

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If we make love in the morning

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I see your eyes look like two marbles in your head

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Lady don't you fall backwards

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Come on fall into my arms

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No, don't you fall backwards

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I wouldn't want for you to come to any harm

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If darkness comes then I will sing you a song

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And I will love you forever, or at least till morning comes

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Oh, Lady don't you fall backwards

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Come on and fall into my arms

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Come on and fall into my arms

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Come on and fall into my arms

Pete Doherty : Grace/Wastelands 2009

Arcady

Last Of The English Roses

1939 Returning

A Little Death Around The Eyes

Salome

I Am The Rain

Sweet By And By

Palace Of Bone

Sheepskin Tearaway

Broken Love Song

New Love Grows On Trees

Lady Don't Fall Backwards