1. |
Prisoners
04:24
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You stand and look through the space
Of a grey stone square
And cry in the bedroom
For the wind in your hair
The windows are cloudy
Outside there is mist
But for you the difference
Is the strength of your fist
In the dark of a nightclub
You wish you could see,
In the back of your mind
You want to be free
You want to be free
Ha!
The passage of time
Is an elegant race -
For you it is hard,
You can’t stand the pace.
The mirrors are blushing,
The coal is down low -
The room is so cold,
On the floor there is snow.
A tighter grip on the wheel
As you try to flee
Sitting in the car
You want to be free
You want to be free
Ha!
The man in the moon
Has his stare fixed on you,
In the warmth of the sky
You wish you were there too.
The shadows are gone,
The streetlights are out,
Now you are lost,
Now you can doubt.
There’s a knife in your hand,
Stones in the sea -
Waves all around you,
You want to be free
You want to be free
Ha!
[Repeat]
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2. |
Hour of Light
05:32
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She’s in the shadow of night
And the sound of the whistle in the trees is the fire in her eyes.
Her hero is calling,
But she dare not speak for the fear of an error in her voice.
She hears footsteps creaking,
And the finger on the trigger of her life squeezes, squeezes,
squeezes tight.
She closes her eyes,
She knows she’ll be safe when it comes to the hour of light.
Hour of light.
Her flesh is creeping,
The ring on her finger strangles blood rushing quickly in her heart.
Laying in the kitchen,
She takes a knife from the drawer that she’s chained to
for the rest of her life.
Her hero is calling
And he opens the door to the room he’s only seen on TV.
Then she opens her eyes –
She knows she’ll be safe when it comes to the hour of light.
Hour of light.
Hour of light.
Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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3. |
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[chorus]
You’re full of sounds of no tomorrow
You’re saying you feel no sorrow,
With the pleasure of saying you knew.
Tell us there’s no tomorrow –
Stand up and say you feel no sorrow,
You can say you told me so.
Lending an ear to the buzz in the air,
Standing proud the wind in your hair,
Being a prophet in a jumble sale,
Trying to find a donkey for your tale.
Telling your friends how we’re destined to die,
Singing second hand songs as time passes by,
Your mouth is a mirror for the nine-o’clock news
And you’ve borrowed a few of Panorama’s views.
[chorus]
You’re proud of your nightmares and your proud of your stance -
You’ve a hydrogen walk and an atomic dance.
You say it’s too late, there is nothing we can do,
The story is told, we must follow it through.
So we are never gonna ‘Protect And Survive’,
You say we are not gonna be alive.
The future is planned, so all life will stop,
But what will you do if the bomb doesn’t drop?
[chorus]
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4. |
Crazy For You
02:44
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You come and see me
And you say that you’ve been praying.
The night is windy
And I can’t hear what you’re saying.
Doing to me
What you’re doing to me
I want you to see
What you’re doing to me.
If you just hide your face
‘Cos I can’t stand the pace of you.
Going around
With your head in a cloud.
You look back to me
And I’m stuck in the crowd.
Going around
With another new lady.
Come back to me
‘Cos I’m crazy for you.
You keep on calling
But I tell you that I’m busy.
I keep on falling
‘Cos you’re making me so dizzy.
Doing to me
What you’re doing to me
I want you to see
What you’re doing to me.
Please don’t call today
‘Cos I’m running away from you.
Going around
With your head in a spin.
You don’t seem to notice
The state that I’m in.
Going around
With another new girl.
Please come back to me
‘Cos I’m all in a whirl for you.
You just don’t realise
How much that you’ve upset me.
If you’d apologise
Then you could come and get me.
Doing to me
What you’re doing to me
I want you to see
What you’re doing to me.
Please come back tonight
‘Cos I’m setting a light for you.
Going around
With our heads in a cloud
‘Cos we’re free from the crowd.
You’ve come back to me
And I’m feeling glad.
You’ve come back to me
‘Cos I’m
You’ve come back to me
‘Cos I’m
You’ve come back to me
‘Cos I’m mad for you.
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5. |
Keys to the Kingdom
05:53
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Oriental China,
Do you want a preacher?
Someone who will teach you,
Someone who will save you.
Oriental China,
Do you want a preacher?
Someone who will save you from your heathen godless ways.
I know what it's like there.
I know what I'll find there.
If I get me the keys to the kingdom I'll stay.
Keys to the Kingdom.
[Repeat x2]
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6. |
Mississippi Line
03:50
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Working on the Mississippi
Working on the Mississippi
Working on the Mississippi Line.
Well I've been working hard on the steam train line
Everybody's having such a good time
But me I'm a lazy guy.
This life's a drag.
Hey now brothers I had an idea
Come on let's sing loud and clear.
Hey now son we're gonna have good fun
Working on the Mississippi Line.
[chorus]
Working, I said I'm working
Working hard gonna spend my time
Working on the Mississippi Line.
[Repeat]
Hey now brothers, hey now sisters
Come on we gotta sing it loud.
Hey now we have gotta sing it loud
Working on the Mississippi Line.
[chorus]
Working, working, working, working yeah
Working, Working, working yeah.
Working hard working,
Working hard working.
We’ve got to act hard working on the Mississippi Line.
This Mississippi Line is dead,
Now we have got to spend our days in bed.
We got to work hard, yeah, yeah,
We got to work hard on the Mississippi Line yeah.
We’ve got to work on hard
Working on the Mississippi Line.
Working, I said I’m working...
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8. |
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Burning in the street,
Confusion all around
Soft shoes on our feet
But our ears down to the ground.
There’s fire in the grooves
But chains down on the floor -
We’re fighting with our shackles
But our heart cries out for more.
Spending all our time
Dreamin’ of romancin’
But our music’s got no rhyme
And our bodies should be dancin’
But how can we all dance
When we’re imprisoned on the street?
We’ve got to have a chance
To get up
On
Our
Feet.
[chorus]
How can we dance to the music
With our backs up to the wall?
How can we dance to the music
With our backs up to the wall?
How can we dance to the music
With our backs up to the wall?
How can we dance to the music
With our backs up to the wall?
Calling out your names
To go collect our money.
Everything’s the same
And nothing turns out funny.
We just want to get down
And party all the night,
But how can we go crazy
When living’s such a fight?
They keep selling us some jive
About building a new country
But how can we stay alive
When we’ve all got to go hungry?
We’ve got our backs up to the wall
And we want to lose it all
And dance
The night
Away.
[chorus]
[repeat verse 1]
[repeat verse 2]
[repeat chorus until fade]
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9. |
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You’re doing alright
You got my head on tight
You ain’t got no fight
But you gotta get smart
(Uprising)
Put your hands on your back
‘Cos the skin’s gone slack
As they put you on the rack
And they took your heart
(Uprising)
Don’t listen to the lies,
When you close your eyes
You can’t recognise
What they used you for
(Uprising)
Don’t listen to the bitch
She’ll take every stitch
Give it all to the rich
And then she’ll want more
(Chorus)
Rise up and get your pride back
Rise up see what you’re giving
Rise up and get your pride back
Rise up
(Repeat)
You can’t fight on the street
‘Cos they’re treading on your feet
And there’s no way you’re gonna beat them
When they shoot you dead
(Uprising)
You gotta speak to get them out,
You gotta use every shout
It’s the only way about
Or the plastic bullets turn to lead
(Uprising)
No martyr’s gonna save ya
From the suffering that they gave ya
It ain’t no servile behaviour
To stand up proud
(Uprising)
You’ve got to keep your mind steady
Don’t let your chest down to your belly
‘Cos when the time comes you gotta be ready
Too stand up and shout aloud
[repeat chorus til fade]
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10. |
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[chorus]
Going Nowhere (my hands are tied)
Going Nowhere (my hands are tied)
Going Nowhere (my hands are tied)
Free
I wanna loose through the ropes of this nowhere
Free
Got to get up on the ladder
Free
Gotta find myself a place in the hothouse, hothouse
Free
Gotta push, gotta push ’til I’m at the front
Free
Wanna run with the fun, wanna drop this skin’
Free
Wanna see their faces cry behind me!
Free
I’m tied too tight, but if the pressures right
Free
I’m busting out in a rage and you’d better duck.
Wanna name
Wanna name
Wanna name
In the game
In the game
It’s the same
You put your brother
In the shit
In the shit
This it
This is what we’re living for
It’s the score
To the core
Just on more
And then we’re living.
[chorus]
Greed
I wanna chase up to the top
Greed
I never ever ever ever ever wanna stop
Greed
See, I’ll have you crawling at my feet
Greed
Want the money and the fun and the fun and the money
Greed
Crawl back into the woodwork
Greed
If only I had the time, if only I had the place
Greed
Want my face on the pages of a magazine,
Greed
I want it all.
Want a ball
Want a ball
Want a ball
I want it all
Want it all
You can fall
Catch your money falling out
Falling out
Falling out
Ain’t no doubt
Just remember my name
From the game
It’s a shame
That it’s you that does the digging.
[repeat chorus til fade]
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The Antelopes London, UK
Post-punk band from London, UK. Active from 1980-1981. Reissues from Floating Mill Records.
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