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Born In The '70s Ed Harcourt I was born the year punk broke Days before the king was dead It was the year of the snake I was a red-faced child Who stumbled where he tread Was kept in orderly file My parents name me Ed I tried my hardest Bleed A River Deep Ed Harcourt Bleed a River Deep When the clock strikes dead on midnight Books fly through the hall All the lampshades turn and rotate She walks through the wall With hands in pockets I search for rockets that He's Building A Swamp Ed Harcourt He don't live in the city He don't live in a town He lives close to the woodland Building a swamp in the dirty ground So watch me crawl Break down the door I'll nail you to the wooden floor Love won't Last Of The Troubadors Ed Harcourt Over my dead body People place the flowers Meetings in the lobby Lemonade turned sour Nobody is happy anymore Last of the troubadours I played in every ballroom A shadow of a man My guitar was an heirloom Ghostwriter Ed Harcourt Ghost Writer Hey - what's that sound in the bathroom? Undertaker Strut Ed Harcourt Undertaker Strut Down in the valley where the river flows There's a man with a long black coat Rain is falling and clouds that are black On the coffin that starts to float Children they cry When The Hammer And The Nail Ed Harcourt I've been disguised by sunken eye I sleep in cars and shout at stars The killer said I'm not quite dead Replied then I must hide Please don't say I'm stuck in wood That I could sink like metal should And The Trapdoor Ed Harcourt On a summer night I took a walk Out in the fields where the grass snakes hide Six years old, tall as a chair Found the trapdoor hidden from sight Fell into the blackness, seemed like hours I hit the ground Coal Black Heart Ed Harcourt There's a scarecrow in the field But it don't scare those crows away I'm so happy on my own at home I listen to the static of my record player Sometimes you have to have a break Feed the ducks out on the Those Crimson Tears Ed Harcourt Moving like a dancing bear It's in my blood Falling down the marble stairs It's in my blood Oh my dear, that's the way I am made, I'm afraid Those crimson tears Drip on the floor, drip on the bar Shadowboxing Ed Harcourt Hanging off the bridge by a fingernail Trapped in the harbour when the ship set sail Boy you're one card short of the pack Begging for your baby to take you back Stubbed a cigarette out on his hand Scrawls Here Be Monsters Ed Harcourt Fell in the well Church rang a bell Priests they just tried to help but he went straight to hell Lost in the flames, such a shame Here be monsters again Here be monsters again Brain wash the weak Join The Ghosts Parade Ed Harcourt I slept for 19 days and always the sky was dreaming And when I chose to wake my eyes were red and streaming The ghosts parade the house I'm lost in a place of madness I wont ever venture out I'm shackled Something In My Eye Ed Harcourt Spider has eight legs, you know Spins its web, the patterns flow There's something in my eye Bloodshot in disguise God knows I really tried Making the big time Aiming to climb high Scattered seeds can't Blackwoods Back Home Ed Harcourt There is something in the blackwoods Going in cannot be good All these branches pull me in Notify my next of kin I smell the death tonight It makes me feel so scared, uneasy The darkness blinds the sight Beneath The Heart Of Darkness Ed Harcourt Beneath the heart of darkness Lies an old machine that's dying Spluttering like an army of artillery sporadically firing The roots of the house are cracking, caving in There's no way out, it's trapped Whistle Of A Distant Train Ed Harcourt Scream through the silence and over the hills 10 thousand years have gone by Passing the islands and broken down mills The train silhouettes through the skyline Mere emotion, see the ocean Just for one The Music Box Ed Harcourt The Music Box sung by Ed Harcourt The music box is all that's left in the empty house Must've left it when they moved out In a hurry to flee the town Armoured tanks broke through all the soldier's The Storm Is Coming Ed Harcourt Well what starts out as a warm breeze Turns into something more Like the lightning that burns down houses Or the wind that blows down doors Oh I see it in the distance It moves much faster than I think Atlantic City Ed Harcourt Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night, now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do Now there's trouble The Birds Will Sing For Us Ed Harcourt The Birds Will Sing for Us Little girl don't be sad I've set your eyes on fire Don't say I'm a liar that I don't love you Something has brought me down but I won't give up hope It's hard for you Lately I've Been Feeling Rather Strange Ed Harcourt The mob has no rules. The mobhas no rules. Outstanding citizen shows off his mob. But is in fear of ridicule, when surrounded by fools. Lately, I’ve been feeling rather strange. Birds Fly Backwards Ed Harcourt Sad, blue, the world is upside down And birds fly backwards Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground And birds fly backwards Packed bags in the hallway Where we used to play all day We're hitting the road Visit From The Dead Dog Ed Harcourt Visit From The Dead Dog - Ed Harcourt Got a visit from the dead dog He slept at the end of my bed last night He could tell I was fading And somehow fighting against the light Everyday when I open Hanging With The Wrong Crowd Ed Harcourt Hey baby Jane, you have been climbing down the drain And you run in the rain to the playground climbing frame And the air seems so good and moist and cool When you meet him by the swimming pool What's I'Ve Become Misguided Ed Harcourt Sometimes I'm afraid of my shadow It's always following me In my home in an old trombone lives a family of bumblebees And I'm fearful of the sharp sting that fractures through the skin Walking on the dark Jetsetter Ed Harcourt Jetsetter Making an apperance at the club tonight Playing some songs that I think are alright I'm not post-modern just a man who can bark And bite with teeth that leave a mark In the winter your eyes Loneliness Ed Harcourt In an empty cinema (loneliness) When your old friends drift apart (loneliness) Wandering round the house in the dark (lonelines) Faded glory of a broken star (loneliness) Loneliness Loneliness What would When Americans Come To London Ed Harcourt When Americans come to London wearing their clean white shoes The men wear baseball caps and the women they look confused Whenever I travel I try to blend in the crowd Flowing to airports not thinking Fireflies Take Flight Ed Harcourt Fireflies Take Flight Oh beware of bleeding lung And bugs that eat their young The demons in your head The wolves under your bed The bones of dinosaurs Hidden below the floors They rattle and they