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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 Alligator Boy Ed Harcourt Alligator boy, get back in the swamp Alligator boy, you're looking so scared Alligator boy, get back in the swamp Alligator boy, you're looking so scaley Flicking your tail from side to side with a sick T Bone Tombstone Ed Harcourt Is it wrong to sing a sad sad song To tell a story that is much too long 'Bout a man who made his way back home And found his name on an old tombstone Nobody knew who he was Why he came and for what cause Metaphorically Yours Ed Harcourt Metaphorically Yours by Ed Harcourt oh baby, can`t you see when you get mad at me your eyes light up your face oh baby, just a minute if both my wrists were sled you`re banish a new style and 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 Sugarbomb Ed Harcourt He threw me through the window I lay bleeding in the glass If that's the way he planned it I sure don't understand it If I hadn't been with you He Probably would have walked past And like a dangerous driver The Hammer And The Nail Ed Harcourt 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 I see the ocean envelope me Like I was meant to be a Watching The Sun Come Up Ed Harcourt Watching The Sun Come Up by Ed Harcourt You know it feels nice, watching the sun come up and I`ve realized I can never return Oh babe it feels good, watching the sun come up I can attack the day 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 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 She Fell Into My Arms Ed Harcourt all my travellers Cheques Just to show you my respect Then I hung myself out to dry And You looked at me and asked me why So I said I don`t mind if I lose Cos if I win ill be so confused But that`s 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 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 Fireflies Take Flight Ed Harcourt bones of dinosaurs Hidden below the floors They rattle and they shake And make the sound that... ...Wakes me up most every night Breaks me softly, fireflies take flight The sandman you must trust He Still I Dream Of It Ed Harcourt Time for supper now, day's been hard and I'm so tired I feel like eating now Smell the kitchen now, hear the maid whistle a tune my thoughts are fleeting now Still I dream of it of that happy day when Little Silver Bullet Ed Harcourt by something underground Oh Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ, disagree I don't need you, you don't need me So get off my fucking back Oh little silver bullet, trying to lick my brain And I hope he You Put A Spell On Me Ed Harcourt Bring you flowers in the morning I don't know what else to do Got a suitcase and a passport But all I really want is you I'm not sure if I can fake it I only write songs when I'm sad But being isn't Attaboy Go Spin A Yarn Ed Harcourt Attaboy, go spin a yarn about the good old days Catching fish laughing aloud out on Compton Bay I'm not one for nostalgia, don't really like the past I'm just a happy man with a ship and a sail and a mast Ghostwriter Ed Harcourt Days are dropping like a ripe tomato And baby, I've grown into a different man Ghost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I look Ghost writer makes a start in the duplicated system 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 This One's For You Ed Harcourt I feel so far away from love 'Cus I can never get enough Like the kid with the cookie jar And if I came back from the grave for a while Would you, could you make a dead man smile I´ll wear you on Open Book Ed Harcourt It's clear to us this love affair Has self combusted everywhere And I don't feel so debonair My piano collects dust A funeral with no mourners I wish that I'd turned corners To see the signs that warn 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 God Protect Your Soul Ed Harcourt myself 'cause I'm not fully grown My heartache, is my mistake you see My heartache, is my mistake you see Well I am conscious of the way that I act But I won't betray you, you can be sure of that I'm not a All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed Ed Harcourt All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed by Ed Harcourt with beady black eyes, the bluebird has died it's feathers have dried, it couldn't survive from the winter's grasp, nothing ever lasts but you and i 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 Lately I've Been Feeling Rather Strange Ed Harcourt "You’ve created a mob, But you must bear one thought. 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. 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 Apple Of My Eye Ed Harcourt you're on your own You walk in the rain You walk around the house Then walk around it again You pretend you're happy That you've got it all But don't be upset If you fall on your knees And beg like a 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