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I’M BURNING UP THIS CITY
MAN I JUST CAN’T HELP MYSELF
I’M WATCHING FLAMES ON THE SKYLINE
IN A PATCHWORK OF MISFORTUNE AND WEALTH
SEE A POOR MAN BEG
AS I GO WALKING ON DOWN THE ROAD
SAME OLD STONED, OLD DRUNK, OLD SUITCASE WORN,
GRINNING THAT GOLD
‘CAUSE NOTHING GETS YOU HIGHER
THAN THE SMOKE THAT FILLS YOUR LUNGS
SEE THIS OLD HEARTS STILL YOUNG
NO NOTHING GETS YOU HIGHER
THAN YOUR LIFE ON THE RUN
THIS OLD HEART’S STILL YOUNG
GOT OUT OF TOWN
OUT THE COUNTRY
OUT THE WINDOW OF A LIQUORICE FARM
NOW THREE’S A CROWD
ONE’S A PREACHER
ONE’S A DEALER
ONE’S STEALING MY CHARM
LEARNED THE HARD WAY BROTHER
TORN THROAT AND BROKEN THUMB
LAST MAN STANDIN ON THE DANCE FLOOR BABY,
TRY AND OUT-DRINK A MAN ON THE RUN
CAUSE NOTHING GETS YOU HIGHER
THAN THE SMOKE THAT FILLS YOUR LUNGS
SEE THIS OLD HEARTS STILL YOUNG
NO NOTHING GETS YOU HIGHER THAN YOUR LIFE ON THE RUN
THIS OLD HEART’S STILL YOUNG
NO NOTHING GETS YOU HIGHER THAN THE SMOKE IN YOUR LUNGS
THIS OLD HEART’S STILL YOUNG
NO NOTHING GETS YOU HIGHER AND THAN LIFE OUT ON THE RUN
THIS OLD HEART’S STILL YOUNG
CAUSE NOTHING GETS YOU HIGHER
AND THIS OLD HEART’S STILL YOUNG
THIS OLD HEART’S STILL YOUNG
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2. |
Lost And Found
04:19
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I’M WALKING THE ISLAND
STARING OUT THE SUN
WATCHING WATER RISE BETWEEN THE FLOWERS AND THE GUNS
TANGLED IN THE BUSHES
AND WASHED UPON THE SHORE
SAILED A PEDLOW SOLO
AND DROWNED AT MY OWN CALL
AND CHANGE MY SKIN
AND START AGAIN
AND LOOSE MYSELF
AGAIN
AND FIND MYSELF
AGAIN
SELL OFF MY FORTUNE
BURN UP ALL MY CLOTHES
AND LEAVE BEHIND ME NOTHING BUT THE MEMORY OF A HOME
AND CHANGE
MY SKIN
AND START
AGAIN
AND CHANGE
MY SKIN
AND START
AGAIN
AND CHANGE
MY SKIN
AND START
AGAIN
AND CHANGE
MY SKIN
AND START
AGAIN
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3. |
For Our Beauty
03:26
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LEARNING TO LOVE AGAIN
AS YOUR PAIN ROLES IN
AND SLOWLY FADES AWAY
TAKING TIME TO THINK
AND SOMETHING I SEE
YOU TAKE IT FROM ME AGAIN
AND THE THINGS THAT YOU’VE SEEN
GET THROWN BACK AT ME AGAIN
SO LET US LOVE FOR OUR BEAUTY
AND LET US NOT HOLD ONTO PRIDE
AND SPEAK WITH OUR FREEDOM
AND NOT REGRET THOSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
‘CAUSE THOSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
NEVER HELD YOU TIGHT
AND AS YOUR PATIENCE WEARS THIN
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND LOOK WITHIN
‘CAUSE I’M STARING RITE BACK AT YOU
AND YOU PAUSE LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO
AND THE PLACES WE’VE BEEN
AND THE REASONS WE’VE BEEN HURT
AND THE TEST THAT MAKES ME
ARE THE SAME THAT FORCE ME
TO LEARN
SO LET US LOVE FOR OUR BEAUTY
AND LET US NOT HOLD ONTO PRIDE
AND SPEAK WITH OUR FREEDOM
AND NOT REGRET THOSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
SO LET US LOVE FOR OUR BEAUTY
AND LET US NOT HOLD ONTO PRIDE
AND SPEAK WITH OUR FREEDOM
AND NOT REGRET THOSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
SO LET US LOVE FOR OUR BEAUTY
AND LET US NOT HOLD ONTO PRIDE
AND SPEAK WITH OUR FREEDOM
AND NOT REGRET THOSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
‘CAUSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
NEVER HELD YOU TIGHT
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4. |
Who Am I?
04:21
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LOOK SEE THE CROW FLY
AND LEAD ME TO YOU
MY DARLING LOVE
I’M WAY OVER DUE
IN PRIDE I’LL SIDE WITH THE DEVIL IN MIND
BUT WATCH TIME TAKE AWAY
THESE WANDERING EYES
(WHAT’VE YOU DONE TO ME NOW?)
BLINDED BY LIGHTS THAT ILLUMINATE IN YOUR PALM
I’M WITNESS
TO MYSELF AS I FALL APART IN YOUR ARMS
WHO AM I?
WHAT’VE YOU DONE TO ME NOW?
WHO AM I?
PACE YOURSELF BOY
TAKE IT SLOW
WOMAN I’M DRUNK AND I’M READY TO GO!
POUR ME WATER, POUR ME WINE
PIMP MY MORALES AND PRIDE
LOOK! I’M STARING IN THE MIRROR
AT A MAN WITH A SPINE
WHAT’VE YOU DONE TO ME NOW?
WHO AM I?
WHAT’VE YOU DONE TO ME NOW?
I NEED A GOD
NEED A LAWYER
OR A SAINT OR A PRIEST
DARK CLOUDS OF THUNDER AND A SAVIOR FOR ME
SPEAK IN TONGUES WITH MY CONSCIENCE
WITH A TEAR IN MY EYE
A THIRD MEMBER TO BREAK ME
AND ANOTHER TO LIE
WHO AM I?
WHAT’VE YOU DONE TO ME NOW?
I’M WEARING AWAY AT THE SKIN OF MY TEETH
CLOSED DOORS LEFT OPEN WITH HEARTACHE AND GRIEF
I’LL CHARM YOU
YOU’LL HATE ME
WE’LL LOVE
AND YOU’LL CRY
I’M WASHED OUT
YOUR BROKEN
HE’S LIVING A LIE
WHO AM I?
WHAT’VE YOU DON’T TO ME NOW?
WHO AM I?
WHAT’VE YOU DONE TO ME NOW?
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5. |
Praise Yourself
03:49
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LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
AND WATCH ME REVEAL MYSELF
LET ME INDULGE MYSELF
YOU SAY YOU SPOKE TO GOD
YOU PRAY YOUR HEART TO STOP
AND BEAT AT A RHYTHM THAT
MAKES A DECISION STOP
ME I’M A LONELY HEART
FOUND SOMETHING ELSE IN GOD
A HEAT THAT COULD BURN A CROSS
FEAR THAT COULD MAKE IT STOP
AND ALL WE NEED IS A REASON TO FREE OURSELVES
OPEN OUR MINDS
AND FREE OURSELVES
ACTIONS THAT NEVER WORK
AS THEY SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS
ONE CAUSE A NATION TOO
SPEAK FOR SALVATION WHERE’S DUE
TO REACH THE TRUTH
WHEN I LOOK FOR YOU
AND OUR DAYS ARE THROUGH
CAUSE ALL I SAY IS
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
AND WATCH ME REVEAL MYSELF
LET ME INDULGE MYSELF
SO WHO’S THE MESSIAH
WHO’VE YOU BEEN THINKING ‘BOUT
STARING AT YOUR DREAMS TO BE
SCROLLING SELF BIGETRY
IN A CLASS OF SOCIAL SCALE
FOLLOWED BUT STILL TO FAIL
TO MEET EXPECTATION
NAILED
TO YOUR ANTISOCIAL WEB
OF CONTROVERSIAL HEADS
SHOT IN STAIN GLASS FILTERED BACKDROPS
OF CONTROVERSIAL FACE SWAPS
SO I’LL DELIVER WHAT IT ALL COSTS
CAUSE LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF!
LET ME PRAISE MYSELF!
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
WATCH ME REVEAL MYSELF
WATCH ME INDULGE MYSELF
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
WATCH ME REVEAL MYSELF
LET ME INDULGE MYSELF
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
LORD LET ME PRAISE MYSELF
WATCH ME REVEAL MYSELF
LET ME INDULGE MYSELF
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Rolling Stone: 'Furiously elegant & loaded with electricity' - 4/5 stars.
The heart-ache, torture and intensity
of his possessed voice nods to the sentiment of traditional blues, whilst his percussive, freight train strutting and raw-groove riffs on the guitar, combine with an alluring, passionate performance, that screams heart-pounding rock and roll.
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