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Wilderness Of Eden
05:41
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The Wilderness of Eden (C & P McMahon 1995)
I walked along the beach and watched the waves slip out of reach and I wonder why
I saw the serpent shrug cut the cord & pull the plug and I had to cry
I flew across the air and saw the dead ones lying there on the cenotaph
I heard the dolphins sing about the man who would be king and I had to laugh
And the glory of the world is fading
It's raining in babylon the gardens are dead
There's a full moon in avalon but it's turning blood red
And they killed the last unicorn and cut off it's mane
So the tower of babel is rising again
Here in the wilderness of Eden
I sat beneath the moon and saw the birds fly south too soon on broken wings
I stared beyond the stars who will get the phone on mars when saturn rings
I hailed a passing whale I asked him how it felt to fail he said you should know
coz dear old noah sold the ark used the cash to build a theme park there you go
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Drowsy/Sleepy Maggie
02:19
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I Still Haven't Found
04:46
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I have climbed highest mountain I have run through the fields
Only to be with you Only to be with you
I have run I have crawled I have scaled these city walls
These city walls Only to be with you
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
I have kissed honey lips Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
{SOLO}
I believe in the kingdom come When all the colours will bleed into one
Bleed into one yes I'm still running
You broke the bonds and you loosed the chains carried the cross
Of my shame Of my shame You know I believed it
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for...
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One Day
05:03
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One Day (Paul McMahon)
Every answer begs another dozen questions
Living in this present tense
All the secret signs we use for our protection
They don't seem to make much sense
Sometimes it gets so dark in here
Nothing certain nothing ever clear
It's hard for fools like us to keep believing
One day the walls around us will all come down
One day the light will shine on us all
The restless heart will be at peace
The chains that bind us all will be released
I hope that it isn't too late
I've tried hard but I can't understand the reasons
Please try to make it clear
Why we carry on a search for other Edens
When everything we need is here
Let the unknown soldier sleep tonight
Let him know there's no one left to fight
In this place for fools like us who keep believing
One day the walls around us will all come down
One day the light will shine on us all
The restless heart will be at peace
The chains that bind us all will be released
I hope that it isn't too late
These days everything I do feels wrong
I'd give anything to feel that I belong
In the place for fools like us who keep believing
One day the walls around us will all come down
One day the light will shine on us all
The restless heart will be at peace
The chains that bind us all will be released
I hope that it isn't too late
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Barley & Grape Rag
03:14
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Well I don't care if I get arrested,
'Cos tonight they'll need more than a ball and chain,
I don't care who's interested,
I'm coming into town just the same.
I've been feeling low, I've been feeling blue,
I think I need a little beer or two,
Be my friend, tell me where the place is,
Where the whiskey flows and the dices just roll along?
My baby's done me wrong you must have guessed it,
My heart's so low I think it must be told,
That I don't wanna know where east or west is,
'Cos pretty soon I won't feel the cold.
When I'm walking down mainstreet, feeling no pain,
Along comes a cop, he can take my name,
And explain to me what a federal case is,
I'm mixing the barley with the grape again.
Bright city lights, make me feel alright,
I know right from wrong but tomorrow never comes.
I don't care if I get investigated,
And the city fathers they all black my name.
I'm pretty sure that you can smell the traces,
For tomorrow morning, I'll take all the blame.
I've been feeling bad and feeling blue,
I think I need a little whiskey or two,
Tonight I'll sleep on a walking-cane.
Bright city lights, make me feel all right,
I know right from wrong but tomorrow never comes.
I don't care if I get arrested,
Cause tonight they'll need more than a ball and chain.
I don't care who's interested,
I'm coming into town just the same,
I've been feeling alone and I've been feeling blue.
I think I need a little drink or two.
Hey, be my friend, tell me where the place is,
Where the whiskey flows and the dices just rolls along.
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Nothing Ever Happens
04:22
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Post office clerks put up signs saying 'position closed'
And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats
And janitors padlock the gates For security guards to patrol
And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink
While the married ones turn on a chat show
And they'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
Gentlemen time please, you know we can't serve anymore
Now the traffic lights change to stop, when there's nothing to go
And by five o'clock everything's dead And every third car is a cab
And ignorant people sleep in their beds
Like the doped white mice in the college lab
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song And we all sing along like before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
Telephone exchanges click while there's nobody there
The Martians could land in the car park and no one would care
Closed-circuit cameras in department stores Shoot the same movie every day
And the stars of these films neither die nor get killed
Just survive constant action replay
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song And we all sing along like before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
{BREAK}
And bill hoardings advertise products that nobody needs
While "Angry from Manchester" writes to complain about All the repeats on TV
Computer terminals report some gains in the values of copper and tin
While American businessmen snap up Van Goghs
For the price of a hospital wing
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song And we all sing along like before
And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
They'll burn down the synagogues at six o'clock And we'll all go along like before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
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Far Over Misty Mountains
05:14
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The Lark In The Morning
02:33
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Fallen Leaves
04:47
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Fallen Leaves (by Paul Chisnell, Paul McMahon, Chris McMahon & Rob Heeley)
Leaves long since fallen have been blown into the roadside
Their veins bleached a blatant silver against the reds and golds of autumn
By winter's frosty hand
Fallen Leaves
The warm room beckons shuttered windows blazing fires
Forlorn we shelter against the late of glowring gales
Laughing in glee as it hesitates and destroys the delicate web
Woven by the summers evening in my head
Fallen Leaves
A glass of cider sitting on the warm earth
Dust of countless feet treading on towards the autumn
Where the leaves have long since fallen
Fallen Leaves
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Make Me Smile
03:59
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16. |
Dirty Linen
05:33
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The devil went down to Georgia
He was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind cause he was way behind
And he was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man
Sawing on a fiddle and playing it hot
And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump
And said, "Boy" let me tell you what
I guess you didn't know it
But I'm a fiddle player too
And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you
Now you played pretty good fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
Cause I think I'm better than you
The boy said "My name's Johnny
And it might be a sin
But I'll take you bet, your gonna regret
Cause I'm the best that's ever been"
Johnny rosin up your bow
And play your fiddle hard
Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia
And the devil deals the cards
And if you win You get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul
The devil opened up his case
And he said "I'll start this show"
And fire flew from his finger tips
As he rosined up his bow
And he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made a evil hiss
Then a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like this
When the devil finished Johnny said
Well you're, pretty good old son
But sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how it's done
Fire on the mountain run boys run
Devils in the house at the rising sun
chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny does your dog bite no-child-no
The devil bowed his head
Because he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that golden fiddle
On the ground at Johnny's feet
Johnny said "Devil just come on back
If you ever want to try again
I done told you once, you son of a bitch
I'm the best that's ever been"
he played
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Treebeard Sheffield, UK
Treebeard play original compositions as well as a selection of rock, pop, & folk songs & tunes on a variety of acoustic
instruments.
They are regulars on the beer festival circuit, and describe their style as 'Heavy Wood'. They released their second CD 'Reel Ale’ on Gabadon Records in April 2010.
They are currently working on tracks for a new CD.
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Features Chris & Paul McMahon, Paul Chisnell & Cat & Ceri Ashton. Original prog/folk/rock.
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