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Letter From Abroad John Cale in the soccer field Stretching their necks in the goal Taking them out in the elephant grass feeding them to the hyena's Don't you hear it Everybody's lips are thin, eventually eyes are empty This a letter Save Us John Cale Save us from the wind that bleeds Save us from the falling rain Save us from the House of God Save us from the wind that bleeds Nothing seems to matter anyway When that wind begins to blow Save us from Brotherman John Cale Where the hype comin' from Brotherman Brotherman Where the hype comin' from Brotherman Brotherman Sitting in the courtyard with Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Where the heat comin' from Brotherman Perfect John Cale waiting You're perfect for me I'm not perfect But you're perfect for me right now I've been waiting for the moment I'm not perfect But you're perfect for me I couldn't care less You're perfect for me From Please John Cale sneeze, I've caught a cold Another way to go Just hold on tightly This shows on my breed They speak so very slow It gets so hard to follow Slowly in the mist of captive eyes To carry you from Gravel Drive John Cale You're going away again It's almost as if you never came I'm tired and helpless and midnight's here leave me something something that will make me smile Someone is calling from the den "when does survivor Black Rose John Cale Just another little Miss Too-much-far-too-soon Dreamstreet romance is not the same as burning love You can light a thousand candles, you can wear your satin glove And you can dance, dance, dance from Twilight Zone John Cale "Hanging with dictators in the south of France Checking shipments to le Monde Arabe Obsession with detail precision with terms Remember you're speaking from the TZ Your reputation precedes you now you're Look Horizon John Cale pope's in Rome I'm on a beach in Zanzibar Or at least I'll be here soon What a shame we carry with us The residue of fools Instead of better wisdom And advance tools we prefer to be standing Looking out from Sold Motel John Cale inner mind ooh – get up Beach blanket bourgeois sunning themselves miles of logic and nonsense ooh – get up Send out the messenger pick up the word wild Tchapoutoulas have you heard Make it a journey from Song Of The Valley John Cale The waves crash on the shore I was a soldier of the alley I cannot fight there anymore So now I just wait for the hour Lips parted like a kiss I just assume there is a power Who can deliver me from Caravan John Cale I'm slipping away from planet earth Hand in my pocket full of dirt Shaking all over Shaking all over with the funny stuff Climbing the fens in the Norfolk Broad Waiting for Godot and Niagara Falls Mustn't Dirty Ass Rock 'N' Roll John Cale Well it's too damn early and your eyes are bleeding From the vicious bottle the night before And the last thing you need is a nicety-nice And small talk crawls out your ears Maybe it makes you feel just In A Flood John Cale You thought you had it covered but you didn't The best you had to offer went up in smoke I heard from other people where you went Down the Mississippi in a flood Somewhere south of Santa Fe it started Amsterdam John Cale She's back from Amsterdam And I think the journey did her well Her face has lost it's touch The tell tale signs of loneliness inside But I love her still And need her company still more Come Turn The Lights On John Cale lights on When you see me coming Dreaming Seeing things appear in my head Sleeping Listening to what's there in stead Make sure the reason for that isn't the same as the last Foolish thing thing sent from I Wanna Be Around John Cale see I mean, I wanna be around to see how he does it When he breaks your heart to bits Let's see if the puzzle fits so fine And that's when I'll discover that revenge is sweet As I sit there applaudin' from Ghost Story John Cale The next year she bought a new stomach From Liverpool made in Detroit Constantly passing old matches Some sentries and millionaires Who did? Satellite Walk John Cale Dealing sushi from a German bar Well no one knows but he won't get far I took my tomahawk for a satellite walk I took my tomahawk for a satellite walk Who put the fishes in the deep blue sea? For A Ride John Cale I love to drive you 'round Paris and Rome Take you shopping, then drive you home Show you The Lowlands and The Highlands No way we can get from here Someone wants to take you for a ride Someone wants to Ski Patrol John Cale the tattered hills lie down Ooh, the snow is on the ground And it drifts on everyone Makes everybody so glad Makes everybody so glad And the candidates who ran Will throng that rebel band Playing now from The Jeweller John Cale Very slowly he sipped his tea, not shifting his glance from the thick double spaced printing he read with his jeweller's eye Engrossed in his corner, he passed onto the other inhabitants of the room a Sudden Death John Cale sudden death Then the ships were leaving port full of tourists in disguise They said they'd seen quite enough Didn't matter who was dead or who was alive or who'd done what They just wanted to get away from Charlemagne John Cale wish I knew what time of year it was What kind of people will be there When gruesome tales of two cities ran Running all the way Father might have heard his prayers were answered Inhibitions all the way from I Wanna Talk 2 U John Cale my ear That you were coming back this year Looking to make an exception this time We know what's coming down Hey you wait up I wanna talk with you Hey you wait up I wanna talk with you Taking me down from Mary John Cale don't have to call me Mary You don't have to call me Mary You don't even know what you're after The same as me I bet Don't you worry Don't you worry The future will come back soon Shouting at the teacher From Zen John Cale I see you clearly from day to day As clearly as I see tonite. Guts John Cale Familiar hyperbole And there would go the secret plot The piss had missed the hole in the pot Like that ancient teenage dream From soul to poison soul to poison soul Guts, guts, got no guts And stitches Ship Of Fools John Cale Tombstone The last time we had eaten Was when the flies were going for free You could count the hardships by the open doors But sandwiched in between Were the fishermen who still Wished they could sail from Hello There John Cale