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Black Dog
04:30
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Black dog - don’t want you round no more
Go home - get up, move out and go
I say goodbye to you in the evening just to wake to you once more
Black dog - you’ve been scratching in my yard
Scram dog - but you never run too far
You’ve got a mortgage on my lifestyle and you make my life so hard
Bad dog - got your teeth around my heel
So tight - till I can hardly feel
You might say you see no hound dog - but I know that he’s for real
Black dog - I’m gonna call up the city pound
You’re a loose dog - and I’d rather see you bound
And if you ain’t got no licence - that man will track you down
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Charles Atlas, where are you now
I’ve needed you since I don’t know how long
Charles Atlas, it seems to me
That you chose to disappear
From the back of my magazine
Pseudo hope for a weakling teen
Picture me upon the beach
Pretty girl within reach
Along comes Buster with a tan
Perfect post adolescent man
Knocks me down, steps on my hand
Kicks the ground, face full of sand
Bigger chest and quadriceps
Yours to own in three easy steps
Send the money, receive the pack
Exercise till you heart attack
They find your corpse flat on its back
Death by dumb bell and punch bag
Charles Atlas, oh can it be
That I too could be like thee
From a nine stone lad to a hunk of beef
But I guess I’d still be a coward underneath
The fake tan and the polished teeth
Complete with pecs and a borrowed self belief
The insult that made a man of Mac
Still had me down flat on my back
Saw that jerk take the girl from me
Something snapped inside to set me free
Now she says she’ll marry me
A man with thin legs and the muscles of a flea
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Ready For The Summer
03:41
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I’m ready for the summer
Feel it in the breeze
Mama Clara was right
It’s time to live with ease
I’m ready for the summer
I’m ready for it now
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Beaten Broken Down
02:59
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Got to capture this moment
Got to write it all down
In case I lose it completely
Never to be found
Got to capture this rainfall
And remember the sound
Never feels so good
Until you’re beaten broken down
Got to capture this moment
Hold it in my hands
Hold them up to the heavens
Bring them down to the land
Got no claim on tomorrow
I don’t own what is past
Holding on to this moment
Don’t let it go too fast
Got a picture of us laughing
And the book about the boy
Mighty river in between us
Lord only knows why
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Shine a little light today
Make somebody's world okay
Shine a little light today
Shine...
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Positronic
03:04
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Looking out from a space station
Rescued by God and my escape pod
From a dying ship
That's out there somewhere
And will rust and divide
But I am alive and no longer alone
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The Wind And The Rain
03:13
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Hey hey hey - the wind and the rain
Hey hey hey - the wind and the rain
Hey hey hey - the wind and the rain
Hey hey hey - the wind and the rain
When I was a little baby boy
Hey hey - the wind and the rain
A foolish thing was just a toy
It rained, rained every day
When I came to be a man
Hey hey - the wind and the rain
I was a gambler and they put me down
It rained, rained every day
When I found me a sweet little girl
Hey hey - the wind and the rain
Foolish pride brought me down in the world
It rained, rained every day
When I lay down upon my bed
Hey hey - the wind and the rain
Those jerks still had their whiskey heads
It rained, rained every day
Long ago when the world began
Hey hey - the wind and the rain
But that's all one, my song is done
I'll try to please you every day
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If you see me do not stop me
I have somewhere to go
A peaceful place out in the country
My dappled Forgandenny home
In my youth, the days seemed longer
And the trees and sky and fields were mine
Nowadays the world spins faster
With a blink and miss it summertime
Sunshine change my misconception
That this world is cold and grey
Thrushes, blackbirds, sing your hearts out
Urge my soul to do the same
Soon the leaves will all turn gold
And darker skies will steal the day
Through the winter I will long for
A Forgandenny summer’s day
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Calm Before
02:52
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Azure blue instead of black and grey
Check my pulse – I am alive today
All is well even when it’s not
For the battle has been won even when it’s being fought
“It’s a choice,” let the foolish say
But who would choose to even feel this way
I’m alright, I’ve just got things to do
Like batten down the hatches and hold on to something true
‘Cause here comes the storm from the back of my head
Full of heat and rage that turns an angry red
Pass me by instead
Knocked for six, seven, eight and nine
Tell the world that I’m doing fine
Grit and blues occupy my soul
Leftover dust and debris from a storm that took its toll
Azure blue – back in the sky
Check my pulse – am I still alive?
Morning star to the setting sun
Why must I still keep fighting when the battle has been won?
‘Cause here comes the storm from the back of my head
Full of heat and rage that turns an angry red
Pass me by instead
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Lins Honeyman Perth, UK
Lins Honeyman is a singer/songwriter and performer based in Perthshire, Scotland. Lins has appeared live in bars, prisons,
churches and living rooms - both solo and with his band.
To keep things fresh, he goes between guitar, harmonica, piano, mandolin, dobro and ukulele and plays a range of original material, old blues numbers and the odd surprising cover or two!
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