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Favourite song lyrics

Hey mister dream seller
Where have you been.
Tell me have you dreams I can see?
I came along, just to bring you this song,
Can you spare one dream for me?

You wont have met me,
And you'll soon forget.
So don't mind me tugging at your sleeve.
I'm asking you,
If I can fix a rendezvous,
For your dreams are all I believe.

[Chorus]
Meet me on the corner,
When the lights are coming on,
And I'll be there.
I promise I'll be there.
Down the empty streets,
We'll disappear into the dawn,
If you have dreams enough to share.

Lay down your bundles,
Of rags and reminders,
And spread your wears on the ground.
Well I've got time,
If you're dealing mine,
I'm just hanging around.

[Chorus]

Hey mister dream seller,
Where have you been.
Tell me have you dreams I can see?
I came along, just to bring you this song,
Can you spare one dream for me?
 
I got mad visions, pictures and premonitions
Of war drums and suicide missions
Prosecution, execution, revolution, mass confusion
All over ready for war, I'm a soldier
Nightmares of cross-airs, concentration camps
And electric chairs marking you with the stamp
Prepare yourself

Am I paranoid? Why in my dreams, have I seen
The whole world destroyed?
Civilization raped, ain't no escape
Situations escalate in the date of 2001
Revelation, or is it just my imagination?
Invasion dreams reoccuring
I can't explain it but it's the same one everyday

Televisions trackers citizens massacres
And cashless systems
The new order with no border renegades
The rule over the new age Malaise
Picture the gray haze consuming the world
This dream never goes away
I wish I knew the meaning of all this
Cause the pieces of the puzzle just don't fit

Premonitions of war cloud my every tought
Battles fought, won and lost a holocaust
Always the same ending, don't ever change
But I refuse to believe we all go down in flames
I wake up in the middle of combat
From the attack of the bomb killing on impact
Disintegration over the whole nation
And overseas victory to our enemies
 
Who fears to speak of Easter Week?
Who dares its fate deplore?
The red gold flame of Eire's name
Confronts the world once more
Oh Irishmen, remember then,
And raise your heads with pride,
For great men and straight men
Have fought for you and died.
 
Help me if you can
It's just that this, this is not the way I'm wired
So could you please,

Help me understand why
You've given in to all these
Reckless dark desires

You're lying to yourself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, you're pounding on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
I'm over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this?
Such a mess.

Why would I want to watch you,
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time?
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence
Narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence

Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, you're pounding on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Go with this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess.

Why would I wanna watch you...
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time?
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

They were right about you
They were right about you

Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about, you're pounding on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
I'm over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess, over this, over this!

Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here
 
It was backstage in Moscow late one night
We shared a cigarette, a kiss goodbye
Her name was Cayenne, so young and soft
Her hands trembled badly, her eyes trailed off
To bottles and objects around the room
My backup guitar, a tray of food

We didn't have very much to say
She said that she'd come from some other place
A town called Troyskirt, maybe Troysworth
I was pretty distracted packing my stuff
But I did make a point to ask her to stay
But she said she had friends that she had to go see

Later that summer I picked up my mail
She sent me a letter with a touching detail
"I used up my minutes calling hotels
To find you that night but to no avail"
"I know it's pathetic," she continued to write,
"But that was the greatest night of my life."
 
Who is that outside
That has fever in his voice
Smashing at my locked door?

I am Eamonn of the Hill
That is drowned wet and cold
From forever-walking mountains and glens.

My tragic fair one, and my chosen one,
What should I do with you
But to put you safe under my skirts?
And that [gun]powder would blow back thickly on you
And we will be extinguished as one.

I am far outside under snow and under ice
And without boldness or any spirit.
My ploughland without a mark, my grassland without seed
And these not in my ownership in any case.

I have no friend, and this is a regret to me
That I called early and late
And that I must go overseas east
Where I have no ties.
 
Let us be lovers,
We'll marry our fortunes together.
I've got some real estate
Here in my bag.
 
The heathery hills were all dancing around us
False things in the world turned out to be true
When she put her arms 'round me and kissed me and murmured
'You've neatly and tenderly tied up my shoe'
And what's it to any man whether or no
If I ventured quite gamely to see the things through
When she lifted her pettycoat silent and slow
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe
 
If they had to tell someone that something had happened
if they found me just lying there, what could they do?
In case of an accident, who could they notify?
would it be alright if they notified you?

I'm an unmarried orphan whose children have scattered
estranged from my siblings, close friends just a few
and of those few friends I consider you closest
they must contact someone
could they contact you?

When they give you the bad news
I'm sure you won't snigger
you'll remember the good times and all we went through
then I suppose that you'll tell all the others
performing that awful task, someone has to

When they go through my wallet and fish out my license
they'll learn my D/O/B and my eyes were blue
As for my corneas, I don't care who gets them.
All other organs and parts are for you.
 
When I close my eyes... I can see for miles.
There's comfort in my dark seat... and chaos in the aisles.

These eyes are not your eyes
and these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around
when those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see.

When I close my eyes... I remember why I smile.
Under my umbrella... I'm an accomplished exile.

These eyes are not your eyes
and these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around
when those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!

If this is right, I'd rather be wrong.
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind.
 
A lot of people don't realize that
The reason why I'm talkin' is, I'm tired of most
And I'm tired of suckers always complain about your situation
'Cause you frontin', you dig?'

Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig?
Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig?

Came up short man, yes, just one time too many
Don't try to get too friendly, I shouldn't give you any
R E S P E C T, you know respect
You're messed up son, tryin' to play mack money

You went for self, for the fast wealth but you know what's funny?
Now you're fallin', fallin', cryin' out for reasons
Should I sympathize, or let my lyrics give lesions
And cuts 'cause I can straighten you up

I ain't on no crusade, it's just that your game's played
But are you afraid to make moves and get really paid?
You might fade 'cause punk you live for today
And most of your chances, already blew away

Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig?
Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig?

Listen, forget the dissin', I'm admittin'
I've done some wrong, also wrote some dope songs
My man Roy
He brought the vibes along

Now I'm in there
In here gettin' funky with the track
I used to drive a Cadillac
It took me there and back

But seriously black, how you livin'?
From what I can see, word to mother you're slippin'
If I were you, I'd stop this fantasy world stuff
'Cause the real world's tough, you ain't equipped enough

Step back, analyze
And use your own eyes to see
I can't be you, you can't be me
For your problems, yo you can't blame no one else

Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig?
Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
Take one big look, take a look at yourself, you dig?

I ain't runnin' away, never kid yo, are you?
I been through the BS, I got scars a few
But I can't dwell in the hell that I've pa*sed through
I'ma blast through and do what I gotta do

Amazing, suckers think this rap stuff won't phase them
I wait then and cross the ceilings 'til they cave in
Or give in, 'cause the power keeps me driven
I'll destroy the weak noise with much poise and no toys

Or tricks so stay off my tip
And get a grip on your own and get a life of your own
And stop waitin', for things to come to you
That's for chumps, I know what you oughta do

Take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself
 
It is your character
Deep in your nature
Take one example
Sample and hold
Romance and replace
The lack in yourself
It is your nature
It is your nature
We see you climbing
Improving the effort
Wearing my suit
It is your character
There is a limit
Over your shoulder
Everyone loves you
Until they know you
Perfume aerosols
May champion the strangers
Nick
Standing around
All the right people
Crawling
Tennis on Tuesday
The ladder is long

It is your nature
 
What becomes a legend most?
Not a bed that is half empty
Not a heart that is left empty
That's not pretty, not pretty at all

What becomes a legend most?
When she's lying in her hotel room
What becomes a legend most?
Well baby, tonight it's you (tonight it's you)
Baby, tonight it's you
 
Sweet seventeen, my seamstress queen
She's no bigger than a thimble
Soft satin skin, street Arab's grin
Sure she makes the work look simple

Three yards of lace, to walk with grace
And the golden ring she's askin'
The saving's slow, Ah but still I know
That our love is everlasting
 
I'm lying in the hospital
I'm pinned against the bed
A stethoscope upon my heart
A hand against my head

They're peeling off the bandages
I'm wincing in the light
The nurse is looking anxious
And she's quivering with fright

The doctors are avoiding me
My visions confused
I listen to my earphones
And I catch the evening news

A murderer's been killed
And he donates his sight to science
I'm looked into a private ward
I realize that I must be
Looking through Gary Gilmore's eyes

I smash the light in anger
Push my bed against the door
I close my lids across the eyes
And wish to see no more

The eye receives the messages
And sends them to the brain
No guarantee the stimuli
Must be perceived the same
When looking through Gary Gilmore's eyes

Gary don't need his eyes to see
Gary and his eyes have parted company
 
The Irish in Glasgow in wealth they were poor, but the richest in sprit for they treasured their lane,
For to cries and to shouts for to ship them away, they fought and they struggled in Scotland to stay.
 
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