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Barrow Downs
05:22
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On the equinox, one misty Autumn time
Born the son of a poacher man of the old stone line
The orchards and the dark game copse
The iron age forts on the old hill tops
The land of the ancients in my heart and mind
The barrow mounds, the coombes and the old ridgeway
The Yews and the chalk pits where I used to play
As time marched on with friends and kin
The land mined deep under my skin
I never wanted to ever go away
Ooooo Ooooo
When I was young I played around in the flint and chalk of the ancient downs
Round the rings and the mounds of the place that I called home.
When I was young I played around in the flint and chalk of the ancient downs
I'm a child of the Barrow Downs
I'm a child... of the Barrow Downs
To the city and the lowlands of the east
Another company drone longing for release
A cog in the machine
Another slave behind a screen.
As the dying soul cries out for peace
Ooooo Ooooo
But when I get down my mind goes still to the flint and chalk of the ancient hills
Round the rings and the mounds of the place that I called home.
But when I get down my mind goes still to the flint and chalk of the ancient hills
I'm a child of the Barrow Downs
I'm a child... of the Barrow Downs
I'm a child... of the Barrow Downs
Now in the Autumn of my days
Now they say you've changed your ways
But I feel my spirit's finally free
Now it all makes sense to me
There's no place I'd rather be
Than {right here} with the ones I love you see
Ooooo Ooooo Ooooo Ooooo
When I die just lay me still in the flint and chalk of the ancient hills
Round the rings and the mounds of the place that I called home.
When I die just lay me still in the flint and chalk of the ancient hills
ancient hills
I'm a child of the Barrow Downs
I'm a child... of the Barrow Downs
When I'm gone I will be found in the flint and chalk of the ancient downs
Round the rings and the mounds of the place that I called home.
When I'm gone I will be found in the flint and chalk of the ancient downs
I'm a child of the Barrow Downs
I'm a child... of the Barrow Downs
I'm a child... of the Barrow Downs
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Life Begins @ 50
03:32
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49 years trying to make sense out of it all
Go to school and get job, get wed, have kids it's not a ball
Now the kids left home the times our own, we're having to take stock
While all around's reminders that your life's a ticking clock
So carpe diem, don't put things off, we won't procrastinate
It is time to see and do all of the things we said could wait
And while we've still a little of the vigour of our youth
We're gonna make the most of it. I'll share this one home truth
Oh, life begins at 50
It's been quite a wait, but now I'm here I'm feeling great
Yes, life begins at 50
There is no doubt about it I am here to shout about it
I may look like an old trout it's still the case
50's ace!
So what's the plan, what should I do, now half a century's gone
Should I turn to God and if so how'm I gonna know which one
No, I'd rather choose the path of hedonism every time
Save me a place in hades if this is such a crime
Some buy fast cars or motorbikes, try to relive their teens
Impress the ladies one more time in Clarkson tight blue jeans
But I've picked up my old guitar to give it one last slug
And hit the road with my sweet lass - let music be our drug
Chorus
Lets grow old disgracefully
Ignore the barrel of mortality's gun
We'll show them all a thing or two
Why should the young have all of the fun
I could scale the Eiger naked
Go on TV shows and fake it
Cross the desert on segway
But I'm not making much headway
I could surf across Niagara
Crash sex parties on Viagra
Or maybe just write songs
and sing them til I'm dead and gone.
Oh, life begins at 50
It's been quite a wait, but now I'm here I'm feeling great
Yes, life begins at 50
There is no doubt about it I am here to shout about it
I may look like an old trout it's still the case
That life begins at 50
I hear 20's a good age
and 30's all the rage
If you're naughty when you're 40
That's no disgrace
But I'm still here at 50
And Yeh, feeling quite nifty
And if you think I can't keep up the pace
No 50's ACE!
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Quiet Anarchist
04:12
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At school he liked to bend the rules, while teachers looked away
Smoke behind the bike sheds, rebellion was child's play
Subversive pics and messages scratched on the toilet door
Little did the staff room know with him they were at war
He was an anarchist - loved to live that way
A quiet anarchist - he was into anarchy
But in a quiet way - he'd rock the boat gently
And be an anarchist - and that's the way he'll stay
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
Now you won't see him on the streets facing down the riot shields
No black flag or Molotovs but that don't mean he yields
Yes he'll always find a way to cheat authority
Not a life of dull subservient compliant mediocrity
He was an anarchist - loved to live that way
A quiet anarchist - he was into anarchy
But in a quiet way - he'd rock the boat gently
And be an anarchist - and that's the way he'll stay
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
bap bap badada daa
bap bap badada daa
Keep off the grass Don't lick your knife
Don't run with scissors, it could end your life
Take your elbows off the table Speak when you're spoken to
Do as I say, not as I do
There'll be tears before bedtime I'm gonna count to three
Don't you that tone with me
I can wait all day I don't mind
Don't do that or you'll go blind
Too many rules The state's decree
Find a way to fight back and you'll be free
Don't toe the line Reject newspeak
Don't sell out. You could be unique
And be an quiet anarchist - love to live that way
A quiet anarchist - be into anarchy
But in a quiet way - rock the boat gently
And be an anarchist - and that's the way you'll stay
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
A quiet anarchist - bap bap badada daa
bap bap badada daa
bap bap badada daa
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You're Just Like Me
05:19
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I was a teacher, I was happy in my job
Educating youngsters was all I cared about
Then the men of hate reduced our school to ruin
Now half the kids are dead and the rest are on the run
Don't call me anything,
I didn't want to leave my home, friends or family
Don't call me anything,
This is all I have now can't you see
Don't call me anything,
You're just like me
You're just like me, you're just like me, you're just like me
You're just like me, you're just like me, oh can't you see
I was a doctor, I was happy in my job
Looking after sick folk was all I cared about
Then the men of hate raised our city to the ground
The mass of dead and dying was more than I could stand
Chorus
You're just like me, you're just like me, you're just like me
You're just like me, you're just like me, oh can't you see
I was a musician, I was happy in my job
Folk would come and listen it was all I cared about
Now the men of hate they say that music it is evil
Now I can't live on but hope my music always will
Chorus
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We're sitting round the fire, and the flames are burning higher
We don't want this night to ever end
It's getting so surreal but we love the way it feels
All this love and laughter with our friends
The stars are shining bright as we fade into the night
In the firelight faces all aglow
We're singing songs just fine but there are some corny lines
Like "You can't push Willy round Willy won't go"
But there's still one thing I need to know
Still one question before we go
I don't know how it's happened, I haven't got a clue
Tell me what the answer is I dunno what to do
Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?
Why is all the rum gone?!
There's whisky in the jar as the sound of the guitar
Is weaving its magic round the fire
Flavoured vodkas and liqueurs as it all becomes a blur
Getting Lyn & Hilly ever higher
Neil and Helen on the beer, with Douglas sitting near
Mark's rolling ciggies ever wider
Rob & Carol have run out but Ollie is about
So - we drank the Leatherat cider
But there's still one thing I need to know
Still one question before we go
I don't know how it's happened, I haven't got a clue
Tell me what the answer is I dunno what to do
Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?
Why is all the rum gone?!
Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?
Why is all the rum gone?!
It's getting kinda rowdy, voices getting loud the
Raucous singing of our favourite tunes
Security will frown so we've got to keep it down
Stop ourselves from howling at the moon
The fire's dying down, but we're still huddled round
The sun is in the east and climbing high
But all good things must pass, so it's off to bed at last
But the memory of this night will never die
But there's still that thing I need to know
Still that question before we go
I think I know what happened, It was probably me and you
We'll have to get some more, that's what we'll have to do
Now the rum's gone? Now the rum's gone? Now the rum's gone?
Why is all the rum gone?!
Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?
Why is all the rum gone?!
Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?
Why is all the rum gone?!
Why's the rum gone? Why's the rum gone?
Oh! Why is all the rum gone?!
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