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Number 23
04:36
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From Guadeloupe to Canteloup
The news out there is loop-the-loop
I never miss a single day
Not listening to what they say
The Balkans War, the Falklands War
The Moon Show to the Goon Show
But I got a sky rocket
We get to ride on it
We got the key
We live at number twenty three
And when Sunday comes
We’ll laugh the day away
With a sequence of sequins
Attached to her waist
She will dance for me
Pour champagne on my face
With marble halls and parchment walls
You’d think the rich have got it all
But roaming round designer homes
You’ll hear those rich designees moan
"The kitchen’s crap, we need new taps
We’ll have to move to Glasgow"
But I got a sky rocket
We get to ride on it...
We got the key
We live at number twenty three
And when Sunday comes
We’ll laugh the day away
With a sequence of sequins
Attached to her waist
She will dance for me
Pour champagne on my face
They rush up to the check-in queue
The people check in two by two
Cos there’s a place that they belong
Except when they get there it’s gone
So let’s run home where we’re alone
Hush Puppy and Sex Kitten
‘Cause I got a sky rocket
We get to fly on it...
We got the key
We live at number twenty three
And when Sunday comes
We’ll laugh the day away
With a sequence of sequins
Attached to her waist
She will dance for me
Pour champagne on my face
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2. |
Island Nation
03:09
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There’s a place once known for arts and science
Where if it doesn’t rain it’s sure to pour
These days they don’t want a new alliance
Just get rid of the one they had before
They don’t want co-operation
Aim to live in isolation
Call themselves an island nation
Sink ‘em
Europe thought the time was right for learning
After living through the two world wars
The politics of hatred’s now returning
All principle’s been shaken to the core
They don’t want co-operation
Don’t care much for education
Call themselves an island nation
Sink ‘em
They’re going to set up barriers and borders
So they have something they can hide behind
They’ll wait to hear the rich give out their orders
Cos money’s all that matters in their minds
They don’t want co-operation
Love the sound of confrontation
Call themselves an island nation
Fuck ‘em
Now they spit at people with an accent
And ridicule those with a different skin
One day you’re gonna wonder where the time went
When you feel the darkness closing in
They don’t want co-operation
Specialise in exploitation
Call themselves an island nation
Sink ‘em
The billionaires have ring fenced all their money
They’re using fear and hate to win the hearts
Of those who think that violence is funny
Let’s watch the island nation fall apart
They don’t want co-operation
Don’t desire conciliation
Call themselves an island nation
Sink ‘em
One more thing I’ll say with trepidation
For though I am ashamed I cannot lie
I myself was born in that sick nation
But I’m going somewhere else to die
They don’t want co-operation
Want to live in isolation
Call themselves an island nation
Fuck ‘em
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3. |
Music Loves You Too
03:08
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The night when you danced in Nashville to the country sound
And no-one else did, I remember we just stood around
It was so good to see you live the harmony
Let music set you free
Life can be tough, confusing at the best of times
We all get enough of making sense of pantomimes
So when you get home, just let the world go fly
Let music get you by
I played in a band one sunset in the month of June
And you were just standing listening to every tune
But I knew inside, your voice was quietly singing
A silent counterpart
Cos you got the heart to let the other people sing
To give them a start, and a start is almost everything
So let’s see you smile and be proud of what you do
Cos music loves you too
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4. |
Like Nikos Said
03:31
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You got ideas in the pipeline
You got some irons in the fire
But they won’t last you a lifetime
And the years will conspire
If I could just tell you one thing
And you really listening
I’d say it like Nikos said it
We’re just here to dance upon the sand
If you say you get sad
Cos the night’s coming on
I’d say it isn’t so bad
It’s just the dark before dawn
If I could just tell you one thing
And you really listening
I’d say it like Nikos said it
We’re just here to dance upon the sand
So throw the iron in the pipeline
And those ideas in the fire
There can be love in a lifetime
If that’s what you inspire
If I could just tell you one thing
And you really listening
I’d say it like Nikos said it
I’d tell you what Nikos told you
I’d tell it like Nikos told it
We’re just here to dance upon the sand
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Phil Harrison Chania, Greece
Born and raised in Liverpool, UK, Phil recorded and performed with pop group the Korgis ("Everybody's Got to Learn
Sometime") as keyboardist in the late '70s and very early '80s.
Throughout his career as a professional linguist, he has continued to write, record, and perform original music.
For the last several years he and his wife Fran have lived on an island somewhere sunny.
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