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Intro
01:24
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31 Flavours
02:44
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Woke up with blood in my mouth
The bitterness pushed the flavour out
Lost the spice of life
Lost the taste of fun
Was it sour grapes, was it 31?
Without conflict the picture’s lost
You can’t predict or weigh the cost
Because in real life
You know we have to run
Got 31 flavours but a peach ain’t one
Tasting Breaking Chasing Making
My senses failed me along the way
Without sight or sound couldn’t relocate
Had a nose for trouble
A touch of sun
But I found that taste wasn’t everyone’s
Got stuck in a groove with a bland routine
Without a deviation from the mean
Had acquired taste but
Deserted fun
Like lifetime spent chewing only gum
Thirty-one
Bubble gum
Overdone
Honey bun
Cinnamon
Smoking gun
Set to stun
Make you come
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3. |
Quit For Summer
04:49
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I’m gonna quit for summer
My final smoke, it ain’t no joke this time
No caffeine, I really mean this time
No salty snacks, yeah no more packs this time
I’m off the booze, I cannot lose this time
No more weed, I will be freed this time
Not sniffing glue, I swear I’m through this time
I’ve tossed the pills, I won’t get chills this time
No ecstacy, no not for me this time
Those opiods, I will avoid this time
No valium, I’ll overcome this time
No special K, there ain’t no way this time
Ain’t taking speed, don’t feel the need this time
I’m off the crack, no looking back this time
No acid trip, won’t lose my grip this time
No sniffing coke, the habit’s broke this time
Ain’t shooting up, it has to stop this time
Not going to kill, don’t need the thrill this time
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4. |
Lola
04:01
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I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola [LP version:
Coca-Cola]
C-O-L-A cola
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a DARK BROWN voice she said Lola
L-O-L-A Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well I'm not the world's most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Oh my Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said little boy won't you come home with me
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Well I looked at her and she at me
Well that's the way that I want it to stay
And I'll always want it to be that way for my Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well I'd left home just a week before
And I'd never ever kissed a woman before
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said little boy I'm gonna make you a man
Well I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man
And so is Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola lo-lo-lo-lo Lola
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5. |
Bounce
03:51
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Stayed up late just to write this song
And by the sixth glass in, well it all went wrong
Because the night is fine when it’s all you’ve got
But it’s meant for friends and you know what
I’m recycling songs like I’m running green
Scratch that, well you know what I mean
I’m just trying to find a little positive
Got a thousand reasons I could give
Want to hold on to that disposable feeling
Party all night, fall asleep on the ceiling
Drink life to it’s very last fluid ounce
And in 35 years won’t be losing my bounce
Went to the party, I met 25 girls
I’m like, nice to meet you, uh-huh, matt searles
Solid gold, like I’m running the place
I wake up with my daughter punching my face
Was I dreaming?
I don’t mean to moan
I got everything I need at home
Because staying in is the new going out
And being loved is what it’s all about
Oh, this life is the best
Yeah, that’s right, you know the rest
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6. |
The Greatest Mistake
05:13
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Others said that she was born too late
But to them she was the greatest mistake
They’d lost hope, it was in their eyes
So to them she was the finest surprise
There she was, as they were getting old
Defying all that they were told
They wondered how the smallest hand
Could hold a heart like a parlour grand
The smallest thing, the biggest joy
The shortest time, left to enjoy
The sleeping spirit now awake
The sweetest shock, the great mistake
Others said it wasn’t fair
It stung them like they didn’t care
A shallow mind can’t understand
The deepest love is never planned
Each second counts for everyone
No matter what the speed we run
Is we can never go (never gonna be) quite fast
Enough to catch up with the past
That little house was full of love
They were complete, they had enough
And then she came and everything
Burst in to bloom, eternal spring
The volume loud, the colours bright
The endless days, the sleepless nights
The journey’s end, at last they find
The only thing we leave behind
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7. |
Improv(e)
03:20
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8. |
Hold My Breath
05:22
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When would be the right time to put this in to words?
Could it be my life-line was simply bees and birds?
I’ve never thought it too wise to let myself relax
But could it be those blue eyes have stopped me in my tracks?
I can’t believe how I am blessed
I just stand here and hold my breath
It’s not a different season, it still rains midsummer’s day
But you give me a reason to put those things away
The line of getting better would be possible to blur
This isn’t your love letter, this is gospel literature
The sun is no more likely to rise if not to shine
But something’s always slightly more colourful this time
A constant that we hold true, a just-remembered dream
Of when my arms enfold you like muscle memory
And when we say “before” it’s with the ring of obsolete
Although I never thought of anything as incomplete
It wasn’t like a jacket in to which I finally grew
I always was exactly who I am in knowing you
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9. |
Courtesy
02:30
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Dignified silence
This is as close as I get
But you lost the last drop
Of my true deep respect
Oh I’ve made mistakes here
How I cringe at the thought
But I’m trying to learn lessons
Really not to find fault
Because this is a new thing
And we don’t know the rules
But the shame that you’re bringing
Makes us all look like fools
Courtesy…I don’t know
It’s new to me…and tomorrow
Honestly…Perhaps I’ll find
The sun is out… and I don’t mind
Courtesy…I don’t know
It’s new to me…this whole freak show
The comment’ry…of all our lives
The sun is out…and life survives
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10. |
Little Steps
03:34
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Where do you get your ideas from?
I just sit back and anger comes
I know the well will not run dry
It’s never been in short supply
I want to disappear
Just a little bit
Like I was never here
Retreat in little steps
I’d like to be much more profound
But inspiration’s all around
It’s at your door, it’s like it hears
It’s in their eyes, it’s in your ears
With little steps they take the land
You want to fight, too tired to stand
You hope that reason will prevail
You want to try but know you’ll fail
So end up stepping back yourself
The compromise, the creeping stealth
Surrender seems like much less strife
It burns you up this quiet life
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11. |
Wolf
05:05
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Everyone knows that
This is my method
Not the way I was born but
The way that I weathered
My repu
Tation precedes me
I’ll tell you
How it is, yeah if needs be
You don’t want to see these teeth
You really do not want to feel this tongue
If I were you I’d make believe
Pretend that everybody’s having fun
Cause soon the sun is gonna set
And when the moon is up that’s when I turn
Yeah there’s another me you haven’t met
The fables told but they don’t learn
Who do you think you’re talking to?
I am the wolf, I am alone and this we know and so it goes, so it goes, so it goes on
I am the wolf, I’m on the phone, I’m in your home, I’m in your bones, yes I know you are broken
You are the wolf, you play the victim, till they’re sucked in, till they’re sold, till they’re sold, till they’re sold on
He is the wolf, you let him in, encourage him, he sits and waits, as he hates yes he grows strong
I’ll wear the clothing
Of sheep if I have to
Oh but you’ll feel the loathing
If I ever catch you
Yeah we’re keeping it feel good
Oh we’re hiding our pains
But I’ll see that your red hood
Will not show up the blood stains
You don’t want to hear the truth
So don’t be asking me to tell it straight
And you don’t want to feel the tooth
Sink in to meat that you just laid on the plate
‘cause soon you’re gonna find the sun
Hidden by fog, see what you get
I’m telling you I’m not the one
I’m not your dog, I’m not your pet
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Matthew Searles UK
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