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I Wanna Ramble I Wanna Whine
You come and ask of me
Just want you wanna take
Like a serpent's tongue
You talk and confiscate
Just swing from the cherry tree
Your surveillance tortures me
It’s not the case, what's yours is mine
I wanna ramble I wanna whine
I am the talk show host
And the ghost that's left behind
Dead men are walking from the top
Sayonara, it's a suicide
Take five from Mr so and so
He's got it so you can rest your mind
I'll wake up when I hear the call
It's revolution time
Now Gabriel... Is on the double bass
And Lucifer... Is banging on the drums
Now me oh my...you know I can't
explain
I wanna talk, I wanna dance, I wanna ramble, I wanna whine
I heard the joker and the jester made a friend today
Let's play roulette and see the one who will fade away
Now it's alright, I said my prayers now spin and play
The vagabond is walking past and he sings what he heard us say
Now I've got mojo rising from the devils jukebox flowing in me
I'm throwing out my mind cos now I can finally see
I'm paralyzed 1000 times, all the while I still can breathe
So with my breath, I've still got time
I wanna ramble I wanna whine
Now Gabriel... Is on the double bass
And Lucifer... Is banging on the drums
Now me oh my...you know I can't
explain
I wanna talk, I wanna dance, I wanna ramble, I wanna whine
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2. |
It's Gonna Rain
02:58
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It's Gonna Rain
Well I don’t give a damn in the morning
It can spiral down this here drain
Well lucky yonder coming down here
I’m gonna pour myself a cup of pain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
Well I’m looking out for the sun
But there’s nothing here to gain
And I’m quenching my thirst but I found something worse
Those clouds don’t look the same
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
And the skies did open
And the thunder moaned
To all who saw
And all behold
So bring your cup
It's gonna rain
It's gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
It’s gonna rain
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Morning Breath
03:49
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Morning Breath
Morning breath
Tells a tale from last night
Where I've been, I don't know
Taste of your lips
From a cocktail twist
There was salt on the rim of glass last night
Morning breath
Take a guess
Was it whisky or it's friends, I don't know
My clothes are stained
The smell of aniseed, hurts my brain
Where I've been, I don't know
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning, let me give you a hand
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning, let me give you a hand
Morning Breath
It was quite a show
I saw the karaoke king last night
His words were slurred
It didn't matter who heard
He was the karaoke king of last night
Morning breath
I forget
Was it 10 or 12 shots, I don't know
My mouth is dry
Sing a lullaby
Just let the morning pass me by
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning, let me give you a hand
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If I Had Wings
04:08
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If I Had Wings
If I had me some wings
Lord knows I would fly
If I had me some wings
Lord knows I would fly
I would soar to your arms girl
Hold me close by
If I had me some wings
Lord knows I'd be gone
If I had me some wings
Lord knows I'd be gone
Never mind sweet heaven
All I need is your arms
If I had me some wings
I know where I'd go
If I had me some wings
I know where I'd go
I'd fly on down to a river
Fly on down way down below
But I've got no wings
I am bound to the ground
Yeah, I've got no wings
I am bound to the ground
But If I had me some wings
Girl you know, you'd be found
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Suffocation
02:42
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Suffocation
Well I'm so tired about it
There's nowhere to hide
I gotta see what's comin
Cos the wise man is blind
I'm reading more voices
Who spit out their mind
Shouting and screaming
But there's no one inside
Suffocation
Suffocation
Suffocation
From pages to pages
And endless drones
The world keeps on turning
On the verge to explode
Was it something I said?
To offend or behold
The world keeps on turning
Let me check my phone
Suffocation
Suffocation
Suffocation
All of ambition
And the striking precision
Where do I feature?
On the back bone theatre
I'm scrolling past stories
Old and ridiculous
Man sees the future
He was televangelist
I see a tourist
With the world as a teacher
Don't get excited
It’s the end of the feature
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Kamikaze
03:34
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Kamikaze
Kamikaze rain on me
I’ve been riding down on your stream
Kamikaze you’re a disgrace
Should be grateful, can’t see your face
Kamikaze, what a surprise
Keeps me going, can’t close my eyes
Kamikaze, it’s alright
Side by side, you’re a part of my life
Ohhhhh, fly on down
Rain fire and hell to the ground
Ohhhhh, crash and burn
Sick and tired but the wheel still turns
Kamikaze, what’s your game?
See you talking, taking down the names
Kamikaze, what’s your style?
Sit and whisper and crack a smile
Kamikaze, give me a shot
Pick your poison and drink the lot
Kamikaze, choice is pain
Pay the tab so you can walk again
Ohhhhh, jewel in the sky
Rain fire and say goodbye
Ohhhhh, the feelings gone
Sing bright and let the memories, move on
Kamikaze, make my bed
I’m tired, find someone instead
Kamikaze, see you again
I’ll be waiting like a dear old friend
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7. |
Bad Blood
04:26
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Bad Blood
Bad blood flowing through the veins of people hatin
And it's boiling like the sun torching all of those living in the shade
Keep your time, keep it rolling, wherever you be roaming
Just a little prick there and your blood be spilling your name
Well bad blood be sweatin, as it's seeping through your pores
The only way out of it is staying indoors
Bad blood don't you come raining on my parade
Bad blood don't you come raining on my parade
Bad blood be spraying that’s the paint that they be using
And it's staining all the furniture, China set and on your walls
Well like the preacher was a spitting verses out like a mission
Saying God said, he won't take no shit, no more
Bad bloods the poison that the devil is a guzzlin
And it leaves an after taste called the human race
Bad blood I can hardly taste a single thing
Bad blood I can hardly taste a single thing
Bad blood be spilling on my fists and now it's burning
With the chains upon my wrists and the hangman calling for his tab...
Well you line up, pay the man sign your name and stand
You can choose your designer noose and make it suit to your demands
Well bad bloods a language that we all can understand
No need to translate, I can read it off your hand...
Bad blood we can all speak and stain our words
Bad blood we can all speak and stain our words
Bad blood we can all speak and stain our words
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8. |
Walk Alone
05:39
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Walk Alone
Sweet long lonely days
And burned out masquerades
Quiet night is shaking
And Twilight is at hand
Stop and you’ll fall
No time to be wasting
And if you should go
Be sure you’ll leave your mark
Cos your sweet tender life while you dance on the knife
With the beautiful dress you’ve sewn
You fall and you cry and you’re not satisfied
Left hanging on the phone
And walk alone
This waltz is the last
No pockets to rob
Tired and so slow
Need another shot glass
Pour out a whiskey
And drink with both hands
Now you’re sleepy
Dream on by
Your kingdom will come ah but you’re turning numb
from the last breath you hold
It’s not made to be easy and you’re feeling dizzy
Wake up, on your own
And walk alone
Everywhere you’ve stolen thunder
Everywhere you’ve crossed a name
Go on, take all your precious wonders
Tryin’ to get back in the game
And when the day is done
Swallow your desire
Gather all your bones
And meet me in the fire
It’s a heart ache in town with the ghosts all around
And everyone you’ve known
They cut you and lead you and laugh while you breathe through
The last tune you’ll blow
Walk alone
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Pendulum
03:53
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Kamikaze rain on me
I’ve been riding down on your stream
Kamikaze you’re a disgrace
Should be grateful, can’t see your face
Kamikaze, what a surprise
Keeps me going, can’t close my eyes
Kamikaze, it’s alright
Side by side, you’re a part of my life
Ohhhhhh, fly on down
Rain fire and hell to the ground
Ohhhhhh, crash and burn
Sick and tired but the wheel still turns
Kamikaze, what’s your game?
See you talking, taking down the names
Kamikaze, what’s your style?
Sit and whisper and crack a smile
Kamikaze, give me a shot
Pick your poison and drink the lot
Kamikaze, choice is pain
Pay the tab so you can walk again
Ohhhhh, jewel in the sky
Rain fire and say goodbye
Ohhhhh, the feelings gone
Sing bright and let the memories, move on
Kamikaze, make my bed
I’m tired, find someone instead
Kamikaze, see you again
I’ll be waiting like a dear old friend
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Calum Bowling Huddersfield, UK
"Calum Bowling is a rarity of bridging the folk/blues wandering troubadours of the past to the new generation. With a growling voice and stories to tell, he evokes the burning passion of the blues and folk with an unmistakable tone and presence." - His Mate. ... more
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