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Screw In The Bits
02:58
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Well i was walking in the hood with a piece of wood
When a guy in a suit tried to tell me i was up to no good
And i said don't you try to hassle me 'cos my ass is on the line
There ain't no dope and i just can't cope, otherwise i'm doing fine
Screw in the bits, those wooden bits
Well Danny and his man said the drop off was at seven
Playing with the handle till a quarter to eleven
Finally the deal was made and i was in the clear
So i packed the bits away and i opened myself a beer
Screw in the bits, those wooden bits
Ah, woah
Thought i'd mosey on down to the Clipper Cafe
There was a girl there, she was a stripper by day
By night she packed a rifle and nobody could tease her
Takes a bucket full of trifle and a wetsuit to please her
Screw in the bits, those wooden bits
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Living Proof
04:23
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They say that hugging trees will make you dirty
But I think that the opposite is true
They say that those who save the Earth have got no style
But here's a word of wisdom from me to you
I'm living proof, I'm living proof
That you can be a hippie and still look good
They say you can't stay clean around a campfire
You can't avoid the wood smoke as a rule
But is nuclear power and petrol any cleaner?
And by using them, does that make you look cool?
I'm living proof, I'm living proof
That you can be a hippie and still look good
Here come the hippies with their beards and pierced noses
And three piece suits
Looking very dapper with their tops and tails
And army surplus boots
Here come the hippies with their beads and flowing robes
And organic food
Well, if they can't solve the problems of the world today
At least they look good!
I'm living proof, I'm living proof
That you can be a hippie and still look good
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Can't Be Bothered
05:41
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It's not a question of being afraid, no no no, i just can't be bothered
It's not a question of getting laid, no no no, i just can't be bothered
And it's not a question of being in love, no no no, live your life in tatters
And it's not a matter for God above, no no no, it's here and now that matters, yeah
t's not a question of a broken heart, no no, you gotta keep it together
It's not the question of a brand new start, no no no, just that it's not or never... never?
And it's not a question of what to do, no no, no no, just keep on living
But it's not a matter of me and you, me and you and who needs forgiving, no no no...
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Computer
04:26
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Look into my eyes and i'll show you something
But don't take away my flies, and don't jump on a spring
'cos i can't control myself and i don't wanna play computer anymore
I can't control myself and i don't wanna play computer anymore
Eat more tobacco and throw yourself away
Watch your own hand grow and never ever complain
'cos i can't control myself and i don't wanna play computer anymore
I can't control myself and i don't wanna play computer anymore
Sing a sad song and give yourself a plan
Find a shoe where you belong and telephone a man
'cos i can't control myself and i don't wanna play computer anymore
I can't control myself and i don't wanna play computer anymore
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Burning In My Soul
02:46
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As i see you through the mist it seems i've found you
Almost as a dream it seems as though it's not true
When i saw you there i stared, i couldn't help it
Floating through the dawn, a perfect, frozen, moment
Your skin, softer than the snow
Your lips, hotter than the Sun
Your eyes, burning in my soul
What am i to do, i couldn't even tell you
What was in the air was everywhere i turned to
There was only time and space for just an instant
Caught forever in my mind, a perfect moment
Your skin, softer than the snow
Your lips, hotter than the Sun
Your eyes, burning in my soul
Burning in my soul
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I Wanna See You Again
03:20
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And there you were eating your lunch on the same park bench as i
The way you had your head cocked to one side made me think well my oh my
And i was thinking of saying hello when you said hello to me
We got to talking and i have to admit, it made me wanna see
See you again
I got your email and i gave you mine and with that we parted ways
I sent a note inviting you to my show but of course, i'd waited for a couple of days
No reply, no reply, baby, what can the matter be?
I was charming and i was polite, did you see something wrong with me?
Why won't you see me again?
Why won't you see me? Why won't you see me again?
We had a lot in common, and i wanna see you again
Yes, i wanna see you again
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Calum Carlyle Edinburgh, UK
I'm a musician and songwriter from Orkney, now based in Edinburgh. Have a listen to some of my music, i hope you enjoy it!
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