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Hedy Lamarr
03:09
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Heddy Lamarr
Heddy Lamarr
Been here before
Can you take anymore?
Heddy Lamarr
You know your place
You’re just another pretty face
Too Beautiful… too beautiful
Everytime the lights shine down
You disappear, disappear
Heddy Lamarr
What you had in mind
Oh but they must have been blind
Everytime the lights shine down
You disappear, disappear
Everytime the lights shine down
You disappear, disappear
Heddy Lamarr
If only they‘d seen
Beyond that silver screen
Too Beautiful… too beautiful
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The Man Who Sold New York
George C Parker was the man who sold New York
To out of towner millonaires who fell for his sweet talk
They’d pay for Lady Liberty they bought his every line
He must have sold the Brooklyn Bridge at least a hundred times
George C Parker, the man who sold New York
A master of persuasion he knew every get rich quick
From the Kansas City Shuffle to the crooked three card trick
Start with the foundation that’s how you begin
Build up to the convincer until you’ve drawn them in
He’ll take you in his confidence and leave you in the dark
The principle’s the same you only need a mark
George C Parker, the man who sold New York
For 40 years he rode his luck till there was nothing left to sell
Money doesn’t mean a thing inside prison cell
But older habit’s die so hard and cannot be denied
He tried to cut a deal with god the night before he died
He’ll take you into confidence and leave you in the dark
The principle is just the same you only need a mark
George C Parker, the man who sold New York
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An Idol in Decline
03:01
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An Idol In Decline
Poor Mickey Mantle the pride of the Yankees
I had a card that you’d signed
The end of America’s childhood
An idol in decline
Poor Mickey Mantle I can still see you
‘56 frozen in time
Always your favourite summer
We all have to say goodbye
Twilight, twilight, twilight
Poor Mickey Mantle you made the covers
Somehow you slipped out of mind
Number 7’s not always so lucky
A comet fell out of the sky
Twilight, twilight, twilight
Poor Mickey Mantle brought to his knees
An idol in decline
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Eddie Banjo
02:36
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Eddie Banjo tramping in the rain
Eddie Banjo picking on a biscuit tin
Who’s good for a handout
Where’s good for a feed
Who’s good for a hard luck story
Where’s good for a sleep
Eddie Banjo
Eddie Banjo came back from the war
Eddie Banjo not the same man any more
Stick along the railings just like machine gun fire
All the children laugh out loud
When they see him dive
Eddie Banjo
Eddie Banjo gentleman of the road
Eddie Banjo knocks on the back door
He knows where all the good folks are
There he leaves a sign
They only ever heard one song
He played it all the time
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Eddie Banjo
Eddie Banjo
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What a shame about George
Well he skipped class again
He’s out on the street
Singing songs to get paid
But what can we do
It’s what he’s here for
When you’re given that voice
You don’t have the choice
What a shame about George
What shame about George
Did you see him today
Under the influence
When they led him away
Wild eyed and wasted
You don’t feel anymore
All of that hurt
It’s such thirsty work
What a shame about George
White, white lightning
You make my dreams come true
White, white lightning
I always get lucky with you
What a shame about George
Well we lost him last night
No show Jones
This time they’re right
White, white lightning
You make my dreams come true
White, white lightning
I always get lucky with you
When the singer is gone all that’s left is the song
What a shame about George
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Rising Sun
03:14
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Left behind the rising sun
Here until the war is won
You said that you’d come back for me
Words are falling from the sky
I will leave them where they lie
You said that you’d come back for me
Lost inside the rising sun
When he came home his world was gone
You said that you’d come back for me
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Sweet Science
02:59
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No one else there saw it
Just Gabriel as he fell
Jimmy’s ghost, the man he killed
As the keeper rang the bell
Flash back to Las Vegas
He promised to make someone pay
But what went down in the seventh round
Shouldn’t have gone that way
The sweet science of bruising
Beneath Casino lights
Gabriel and Jimmy
Touch gloves and start to fight
Family round his bedside
Jimmy’s out there is no change
They’re pleasant on the outside
But Gabriel’s to blame
It wasn’t even the title
They fought way down the bill
Gabriel didn’t pull a punch
But he didn’t mean to kill
The sweet science of bruising
Beneath Casino lights
Gabriel and Jimmy
Touch gloves and start to fight
He ignored the premonition
Lit a candle, said a prayer
He sees in every boxer’s face
The ghost of Jimmy’s stare
The sweet science of bruising
Beneath Casino lights
Gabriel and Jimmy
Touch gloves and start to fight
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Valentina
03:09
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Cutting the cloth and pushing in pins
Work never ends it just begins
Smoke rises slow and the soot it falls
Valentina’s high above us all
A shooting star will catch the light
She’s somewhere up there in the night
This world must look so small
Valentina’s high above us all
Wish I wasn’t so easy to leave behind
Out of sight and out of mind
Valentina Valentina
When she comes home she’ll need a parade
She’s seen so much we’ll look homemade
Valentina the belle of the ball
Valentina high above us all
Wish I had what it takes guess I’m scared to go
If you don’t say yes you’ll never know
Valentina Valentina
Cutting the cloth and pushing in pins
Work never ends it just begins
Her picture hangs on the factory wall
Valentina’s high above us all
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The Sport of Kings
03:22
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Put it all on a piebald bow legged mare
She just backed off put her tail up in the air
I hung my head in shame
There’s only one sure thing
Gonna lose my queen to the sport of kings
There’s only so much gambling you can do
Before the ones you love will say it’s through
It’s hard to love so blindly
when she don’t know where to find me
Gonna lose my queen to the sport of kings
Won’t be long before she’ll change the locks
You can always find love down at the docks
There’s nothing you can do
When it gets inside of you
Gonna lose my queen to the sport of kings
I’ve had money and lost it all before
I’ve always picked myself up off the floor
I don’t let my spirits falter
I married a rich man’s daughter
Gonna lose my queen to the sport of kings
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10. |
Angel Falls
03:52
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I know you’ve heard this all before
I cannot tell a lie
Of how I flew with aces high
Young men in the war
But there is nothing you can do
When the bugle calls
You don’t feel quite so brave somehow
When an angel falls
After armistice was signed
My barnstorming days
I took my wings to where it pays
Left Missouri far behind
Through Venezuelan skies I flew
Condor glides an engine stalls
Searching for a river of gold
And I found Angel Falls
Jimmie Angel, Jimmie Angel
From the devil’s house a river fell
And they called it Angel Falls
You wouldn’t know to look at me
And there are scars I hide
You are still here by my side
Oh, my sweet Marie
So today I find myself
Flightless within these walls
Perhaps it’s a true a soul gets saved
When an angel falls
Jimmie Angel, Jimmie Angel
They scattered him in folded wings
High over Angel Falls
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Findlay Napier Glasgow, UK
One of Scotland's finest songwriters. In 2021 he was nominated for Musician of the Year at the Scot’s Trad Music Awards and in 2018 he was the first solo act to be nominated for Live Act of the Year. Described as Micheal Marra meets Elvis Costello, a Caledonian Loudon Wainwright or a Scottish James Taylor this master storyteller's songs are full of earthy humour, hopeless love and biting satire. ... more
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