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This is love at the end of the world
You don't need diamonds and you don't need pearls
Water boils on the seven seas
Rivers of blood and she's setting me free
And you're still near me, baby
Smoke rising from an open field
Don't you know that the threat is real
From the top of Mount Kilimanjaro
You look around but you don't see snow
The heat is rising, baby
This is love at the end of the world
There's still love
At the end of the world
Two wars and a revolution
Got me praying for absolution
There's blood on these hands, baby
Preacher saying that the end is nigh
Standing on a soapbox a hundred feet high
You're still by my side, baby
Light fades, becomes shade
You're holding on but you're slipping away
Till I can't feel you anymore
This is love at the end of the world
There's still love
At the end of the world
Red lips, alabaster hands
Ooh girl, what you do to a man
The heat is rising, baby
You don't think, you just follow the herd
And you don't need bullets for a war of words, now
They want what we've got, baby
Light fades, becomes shade
You're holding on but you're slipping away
Till I can't feel you anymore
This is love at the end of the world
There's still love
At the end of the world
This is love at the end of the world
There's still love
At the end of the world
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Stripmall Religion
04:02
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I see nothing at all
But I hear that I'm caught in the crossfire, oh
And fear keeping me low, low to the ground
And it's clear that what I don't know is pulling me down
And all this stripmall religion
Is making me a belligerent man
In spite of tv confessions
Well, I still do the best I can
What goes on in the shadows will come into light
And what was wrong with your mind can it made to be right
So keep a watchful eye on your neighbor tonight
Keep a watchful eye on your neighbor tonight
'Cause all this stripmall religion
Is making me a belligerent man
Eleventh hour decisions
Were lacking in precision
We're the orphans of the storm
It was one for the ages
In my dreams we are all reborn
On the unwritten pages
You go your way and I'll go mine
I'll see you somewhere down the line
You go your way and I'll go mine
Now there's bloodshed in my hometown
And there was bloodshed
There were kids shot down
There were kids shot down, oh
And all this stripmall religion
Is making me a belligerent man
In spite of tv confessions
Well I still do the best I can
Yeah, your stripmall religion
Is making me a belligerent man
Eleventh hour decisions
Were lacking in precision
Ooh, and it makes me uneasy now
You know it makes me uneasy
I said it makes me uneasy now
You know it makes me uneasy, uneasy
You go your way and I'll go mine
I'll see you somewhere down the line
You go your way and I'll go mine
I'll see you somewhere down the line
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Oh Maria
03:46
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You could never compromise
I could never satisfy you at all
Always thought you had gentle eyes
Then you've had me institutionalized (twice before)
Before I was a young man
Now look at me, I'm just younger than old
The years don't seem to touch you
It makes me wonder what you sold
Oh my Maria
I'll never change you, I know, I know
I need to see you
That never changes, oh no
You lived on the seventh floor
It was far from heaven but it meant more
You said things that were hard to ignore
My conversation makes you bored
You always hated wedding bells
You'd go out riding with the Hell's and say
Life is for the taking
Life is for the taking
Oh my Maria
I'll never change you, I know, I know
I need to see you
That never changes, oh no
So how's it going to be, Maria?
Will it be you and me? Or will it be
Five more years of counting my tears?
Five more years of living in fear?
I beg for my supper at night
If this is love then it don't feel right
And my heart's burning out of control
They gave her five, but she's out on parole
Hey hey hey
This girl is leading me astray
Saw a photograph of you today
Your eyes look tired, but you haven't aged
And now I see that you made the front page
Married for the money and you blew him away
Oh Maria, when you were doing time
You only had five words on your mind
Life is for the taking
Life is for the taking
Oh my Maria
I'll never change you, I know, I know
I need to see you
That never changes, oh no
Oh my Maria
I'll never change you, I know, I know
I need to see you
That never changes, oh no
I beg for my supper at night
If this is love then it don't feel right
And my heart's burning out of control
They gave her five, but she's out on parole
Hey hey hey
This girl is leading me astray
Listen what I say
This girl is leading me astray
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Lions of the Kalahari
04:11
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When I die won't you please feed me
To the lions of the Kalahari
I don't care if they eat my bones
'Cause I know I won't be going home
Oh, it's never far away from me
Oh, it's never far away from me
Rubber on dust as the wheels go 'round
I had never heard a sweeter sound
Till the day that I heard my baby cry
These things I shall carry until I die
Oh, she's never far away from me
Oh, she's never far away from me
The rains came heavy and we closed our eyes
And listened to the song pouring from the skies
Two miles from the border as the eagle flies
But the desert is the same on the other side
The leaves on Mt. Royal turn from green to gold
And crimson as the autumn light takes hold
October's here, I'm another year old
There'll be more telling 'fore my story is told
Oh, when I die won't you please feed me
To the lions of the Kalahari
(I don't care) I don't care if they eat my bones
'Cause I know I won't be going home
Oh, it's never far away from me
Oh, it's never far away from me
Oh, she's never far away from me
Oh, she's never far away from me
Oh, it's never far away from me
Oh, I'm never far away from you
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Fixed to Ruin
03:46
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I'm fixed to ruin
You're fixed on me
We could change positions, honey
With no guarantee
Sundown in a southern town
Then it came the rain
I saw you in a different light
You saw me just the same
She can dance like she got no bones
I forget
I'm all alone
My wicked ways
They might be here to stay
You've been turning my head 'round, baby
With the things you say and the tricks you're playing
What I'd do for you
Sends me off the rails
End up in the jailhouse, baby
For a night with you under a moon so pale
Southeastern blowing
From dusk till the dawn
Honey, where I'm going
Oh the streets are mean and the guns are drawn
She can dance like she got no bones
I forget
I'm all alone
(Ooh) I'd give it up for you
(Ooh) If you want me to
I been a lonely man but you're bringin' me back
Oh you're bringin' me back now
I been a lonely man but you're bringin' me back
Oh you're bringin' me back now
And what I learn from you
Is that history's just things we do
Oh what I learn from you
Is that history is just the things we do
(Ooh)
I'm fixed to ruin
You're fixed on me
We can change positions, baby
With no guarantee
It's gonna be alright now honey
Make no mistake, now
There ain't no amount of money
Could ever take my place
She can dance like she got no bones
I forget
I'm all alone
She can dance like she got no bones
I forget
I'm all alone
(Ooh)
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6. |
Them Kids
03:58
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No one feels more alone that the children of a dying breed
You never feel at home when you're just another mouth to feed
I wanna live in geological time
Because I'm still in my biological prime
If nobody listens, then who's gonna hear?
If nobody listens, will we disappear?
You flip a man a quarter playing songs on his guitar
You're on a street corner, feeling like a patron of the arts
And now the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
I said the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
If nobody listens, then who's gonna hear?
If nobody listens, will we disappear?
I just don't understand why the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
I said the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
They're always on the phone and they always gotta have control
And now the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
The golden years are under attack
(We're taking them back, we're taking them back)
The golden years are under attack
(We're taking them back, we're taking them back)
Looking for an original voice
But the beaten path leaves little choice
The melody that you thought you found
Reveals that she's been sleeping around
We were apostles, they were the high priests
We lived the hustle, the keepers of the backbeat
We're under pressure to reconcile
Our point of view with contemporary style
It used to be that the kids were the ones who knew how to get off
It was a yell from the swamp, now it's only coming out as a cough
I can't sell my songs so I'm gonna have to give 'em away
I can't sell myself since my hair started turning to grey
If nobody listens, then who's gonna hear?
If nobody listens, will we disappear?
I just don't understand why the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
I said the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
The high priests are calling all disciples back to the fold
Because the kids don't know how to dance to rock and roll
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Words & Fire
03:53
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Sundance
04:17
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I've been dragged from the deep
Out of my restless slumber
And told to fight to keep
My world from going under
And time won't stop when the land is torn apart
If you want to run, it's too late
And with the guns came the sound of thunder
And even the Sundance Kid would find it hard
To shoot his way out of this hole I'm in
Yeah, even the Sundance Kid would find it hard
To shoot his way out of this hole I'm in
And there are no straight lines
In any human designs
We live the same lives
In different times
And I thank the supreme being
For giving me my eyes
And the days that I had for living
And now I'm laughing
'Cause I can't find tears to cry
And even the Sundance Kid would find it hard
To shoot his way out of this hole I'm in
Yeah, even the Sundance Kid would find it hard
To shoot his way out of this hole I'm in
You can rise above yourself
But never the times that you live in
You can escape from your chains
But never the days that you're given
No, I never robbed a bank
In an Andean town
And I have no one to thank
For any happiness that I have found
And guns blaze
They burn as bright as the sun
Any eye can see that there are many
But in the end, well, it only takes one
And even the Sundance Kid would find it hard
To shoot his way out of this hole I'm in
Yeah, even the Sundance Kid would find it hard
To shoot his way out of this hole I'm in
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9. |
Up Sister
03:39
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I've been sold down the river
And I've been told that Jesus delivers
But don't believe everything that you bleed
It may mean nothing to you but it means something to me
I got sidetracked and rearranged
And like a leper, I've been estranged
And drawn to fame like a moth to a flame
Living hand to mouth, but I'm hoping for change
I've been drowning in the Queen's tears
I've been staring at a square face in the mirror for years
She feels like water and she tastes like wind
And her fire burns hotter when the night rolls in
You've been a saint, I've been a sinner
You're a fat cat, I'm getting thinner
I'm having trouble telling wrong from right
These slippery handshakes that keep me awake at night
Oh, I think you've seen me before
Yeah, you had your eyes on mine 'cause your grass don't grow
This ain't a song, it's a call to arms
There's a gathering storm, better sound the alarm
I've been drowning in the Queen's tears
I've been staring at a square face in the mirror for years
She feels like water and she tastes like wind
And her fire burns hotter when the night rolls in
None of your friends ever know what to say
'Cause what you wish for tomorrow, you could have today
None of your friends ever know what to say
'Cause what you wish for tomorrow, you could have today
Up sister, keep your head on
Living in the past but the past is gone
Up sister, can you hear?
That the future is here, the future is here now
Up sister, keep your head on
Living in the past but the past is gone
Up sister, come clean
It's a slippery slope and you're the avalanche queen
None of your friends ever know what to say
'Cause what you wish for tomorrow, you could have today
None of your friends ever know what to say
'Cause what you wish for tomorrow, you could have today
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End of the Empire
04:18
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Witness the end of the empire, the Romans of our time
Start little fires, then they get too high
You fan the flames and they still remain
Long after you lose desire
Then a breakdown turns to a heart attack
And it's far too late, you'll never bring it back
You can take what you want from me
But you better believe that I can see you
Watch the sun set on the empire
One last round as it goes down
Start a little fire in your best attire
You can blame the gin for the mess you're in
Take a pension and retire
Then a breakdown turns into a heart attack
And it's far too late, you'll never bring it back
You can take what you want from me
But you better believe that I can see you
You can run but you can't hide
From that feeling buried deep inside
Let's forget if only for tonight
Hold you lover and your secrets tight
We're all wasted
You know the end, I can taste it
I'm walking away this time
I'm leaving it all behind
Breakdown turns into a heart attack
And it's far too late, you'll never bring it back
You can take what you want from me
But you better believe that I can see you
Stick to the facts 'cause the facts don't lie
Stick to your guns when the bullets fly
Stick to the wall when the light sweeps by
Stick in the mud over one in the eye
One part breaks it was made defective
The wheel don't turn 'cause it's all connected
Six feet down being resurrected
Heart says yes but your body rejects it
You can take what you want from me
But you better believe that I can see you
You can take what you want from me
But you better believe that I can see you
You can run but you can't hide
From that feeling buried deep inside
Let's forget if only for tonight
Hold you lover and your secrets tight
We're all wasted
You know the end, I can taste it
I'm walking away this time
I'm leaving it all behind
I'm walking away this time
I'm leaving it all behind
For you
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11. |
The Pilgrim
05:31
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I'm a pilgrim like you
I was only passing through
You'll never know my name
You'll never walk in my shoes
I've been no use to my friends
I've been no use to myself
Now I'm looking for proof
That I ain't someone else
I was too afraid to read the newspaper
Working in the basement of a skyscraper
That's why I roll and you'll never know my name
Oh no
I'm not here to feel the bones of some forgotten saint
I know who I am and I know who you ain't
Spent fifteen days in solitary confinement
Digging a hole in the wall
There's no escape, they said you need realignment
Now you're praying for help but they don't hear you call
I was too afraid to read the newspaper
Working in the basement of a skyscraper
That's why I roll and you'll never know my name
Oh no
Destination, I don't care
I know I'll get there when I'm there
There's only one thing on my mind
I've got more troubles than a diamond's got shine
My shoes have kicked up dust from here to somewhere else
Is this wanderlust or running from myself?
My neck was in the noose, but now I've been cut loose
And put out to graze in delicate pastures
Now I'm waiting for someone to put me to use
I hope it's clear as crystal
That the man with the pistol
Is calling all the shots these days
Now I'll be on my way, oh
The self-fulfilling prophets
They been lining their pockets
And telling me that it's alright
But I just don't buy it, oh no
Destination, I don't care
I know I'll get there when I'm there
There's only one thing on my mind
I've got more troubles than a diamond's got shine
Destination, I don't care
I know I'll get there when I'm there
There's only one thing on my mind
I've got more troubles than a diamond's got shine
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12. |
Waking the Dead
06:26
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You only miss it when it's long gone
You only hear it when it's our song
These are the echoes of the dreamtime
This is a message from another life
This is a haunting of your own mind
These are the echoes of the dreamtime
You only miss it when it's long gone
I've been waking the dead
I've been leaning on tradition
Trying to make amends with the dead
Prayer candles that I burn at both ends
Missed opportunities we won't share again
I recognized in the touch of a friend
That I am closer to the place I began
And so far from where I want it to end
You only miss it when it's long gone
You only hear it when it's our song
Keep looking up, 'cause it's a long way down
Keep looking up, 'cause it's a long way down
And now I'm walking with the dead
An apparition trying to get ahead
Bleed some pressure from this hole in my heavy head
And there was high water everywhere
Back teeth are swimming and I wished I cared
My teeth are swimming and I wish that I cared
You only miss it when it's long gone
You only hear it when it's our song
Keep looking up, 'cause it's a long way down
Keep looking up, 'cause it's a long way down
And I feel like making a confession
Or running for the door
If we could heal a little bit of this broken pride
We might survive
These are the echoes of the dreamtime
This is a message from another life
This is a haunting of your own mind
These are the echoes of the dreamtime
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13. |
Detroit '67
04:04
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I went walking at street level
Feeling strange and disheveled
Past the abattoir and the glory holes
Like a film noir, in the starring role
To the side streets, kept my nose clean
Tasted beautiful, tasted obscene
Singing, "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh."
This is Detroit, see the skyline
A commotion on the assembly line
Raise a glass to the Ambassador
As she's moving you to the dance floor
Does anyone here tonight remember those times?
Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like?
So many years, so many lives
These are the streets where they collide
From Jimmy Hoffa to Cadillac
Some look ahead, I'm going back
'Cause I'm just looking for some sounds
To ease the vice that squeezes us every day
This was Motown, this was New France
Where the Chippewa did the firedance
That was long ago, this is here and now
But the memory still remains somehow
Singing, "Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh."
I can't tell you how this old story ends
I can't touch you now like they did back then
Past the child's play with the jump rope
Hear the gun play, it's a tightrope
Does anyone here tonight remember those times?
Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like?
Does anyone here tonight remember those times?
Somebody call the riot police, there's trouble down on 12th Street
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Sam Roberts Band Montreal, Québec
Sam Roberts is one of the most distinguished & decorated Canadian artist. Regarded as an “uncompromising rock purist,” Roberts independently released his first EP The Inhuman Condition, which included the breakthrough hits “Brother Down” & “Don’t Walk Away Eileen”. His multi-award winning albums include: We Were Born In A Flame, Chemical City, Love At The End Of The World, Lo-Fantasy, & TerraForm. ... more
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