Paid To Get Drunk Ed Harcourt

At the bottom of an empty glass See myself going nowhere fast And the barman tells me it's time to leave But I haven't got time to care If I have so much love to give Where is that will to live Maybe you

Little Silver Bullet Ed Harcourt

And now I think I want to give it back And I can't get to sleep can't hit the sack I don't need this full moon trying to drag me down Cos I'm possessed by something underground Oh Mr Mephistopheles

The Trapdoor Ed Harcourt

trapdoor hidden from sight Fell into the blackness, seemed like hours I hit the ground on a sea of skulls There was no treasure, just stolen souls Taken years ago, down this endless hole Man must kill to

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

Kids (Rise From The Ashes) Ed Harcourt

Kids you're our only hope Save us now we need an antidote Kids get out on the street Through this smoke rise through the city heat You loved me like a friend But now I can't pretend The time we used to

Sugarbomb Ed Harcourt

with you He Probably would have walked past And like a dangerous driver with his head in a crash Baby you taste like a sugarbomb Explode on my tongue and you struck me dumb I've got a feeling we could get

Something To Live For Ed Harcourt

She's moving like a forest fire Leaving no part unscathed Too young to be as jaded as I am But old enough to feel the strain I hope that I can hold on to The beauty that I'll never match The never-ending

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

Bleed A River Deep Ed Harcourt

wall With hands in pockets I search for rockets that might light up the sky Have become more withdrawn, since I was first born But I never know why I see my body float like leaves Every day I want to

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

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

Atlantic City Ed Harcourt

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 busin' in from outta state and the DA can't get

I'Ve Become Misguided Ed Harcourt

skin Walking on the dark scorched earth And I've become misguided Become misguided No I couldn't hide it No I couldn't hide it With things hanging out in the floorboards Shuffling back and forth Can't get

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

Shanghai Ed Harcourt

Let's move away together, go interplanetary Maybe in Chinese weather, where it's sanitary I'll go out trawler fishing, yeah we'll have tuna steak I'm on a special mission, for us to have a break We'll

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

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

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

God Protect Your Soul Ed Harcourt

you, you can be sure of that I'm not a pet who does tricks at the drop of a hat I wish I was fiction, I wish I was fact My heartache, is my mistake you see My heartache, is my mistake you see I need to

Good Friends Are Hard To Find Ed Harcourt

I wish you all the more success More than I could ever have I wish you most happiness Good friends are hard to find Don't make the mistakes I've made And if you do, don't be afraid The greatest

Sleepyhead Ed Harcourt

I'm a sleepyhead I'm always tired I'm a sleepyhead with no desire To face the same old day Go to the same old place And yawn there and back again And the night is cold, my favourite time And the day is

Bittersweetheart Ed Harcourt

Bittersweetheart by Ed Harcourt if I could only see straight I wouldn't be lonley these days I'd drag my body out of this place and every sunday I sleep and pray that my soul will keep for I'll

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

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

Loneliness Ed Harcourt

Stays around, won't let you be (loneliness) Corners me in dead-end streets (loneliness) To bring unwanted memories (loneliness) That find their way into my blood stream (loneliness) Loneliness Loneliness

Blackwoods Back Home Ed Harcourt

wood Everybody has gone home I can hear the demons come I smell the death tonight It makes me feel so scared, uneasy The darkness blinds the sight There's something mighty dark in this wood I have come to

Angels On Your Body Ed Harcourt

There's angels on your body, baby You look so good Strangers turn their heads to see You dance through the silver wood I would cut my heart out And nail it on to those who doubt The angels on your body

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

Weary & Bleary Eyed Ed Harcourt

Morphine sedates and sends you to sleep What I would give for a sleep that was deep I can hear birds calling my name What I would give to send them away Cos I'm still awake and weary and bleary eyed I

The Hammer And The Nail Ed Harcourt

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 I see the ocean envelope me Like I was meant to

Black Dress Ed Harcourt

there so still With dark eyes shut and whiskey breath You hadn't taken off your black dress The curtain fell from it's rail I shut the window so it wouldn't shatter But it was nothing it didn't matter To

She Fell Into My Arms Ed Harcourt

well I burned 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

The Storm Is Coming Ed Harcourt

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 Yes this storm will wreak much havoc Bring my sanity to

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 to

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

Attaboy Go Spin A Yarn Ed Harcourt

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 Attaboy, go spin a yarn about the good old times What's that film we went to

Still I Dream Of It Ed Harcourt

kitchen now, hear the maid whistle a tune my thoughts are fleeting now Still I dream of it of that happy day when I can say I've fallen in love And it haunts me so like a dream that's somehow linked to

Let Love Not Weigh Me Down Ed Harcourt

seeds of despair won`t be fruits that I bear Let the beauty blind my vision So shed all the tears that you want Run from the places you haunt If you think you`re lost Or just double-crossed Don`t try to

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

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

Until Tomorrow Then Ed Harcourt

Until tomorrow then Navigate to the moon Flee the planet this afternoon Until tomorrow then With the waves rising high We'd be the first most likely to die Until tomorrow then I guess, it's you I miss

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

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

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

Sister Renee Ed Harcourt

myself fade on the bed that was made not by Nurse Ratchet but by you, yeah by you Your uniform fits the charm and the wit Life on the top floor by my side, by my side I'm down in a pit with nowhere to

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

Ed Ice T

Let me tell ya a little story Bout my homeboy Ed Use to drink every day Straight 40's to the head You try to snap on him He'd ask what you said You still try to break He'd start given up lead

Ed Ice-T

Let me tell ya a little story Bout my homeboy Ed Use to drink every day Straight 40's to the head You try to snap on him He'd ask what you said You still try to break He'd start given up lead

From Every Sphere Ed Harcourt

From Every Sphere Take me far away And make me lose control For now I need to pray Think of forgotten souls Disappear from every sphere Watch them high Then slowly die Then slowly die If you shut

Those Crimson Tears Ed Harcourt

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 Those crimson tears Stain what I wore, drip on the bar Swinging a punch, connect to