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MALALA
04:12
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Malala (Yousafzai) © Tony King 2017
She was born into a poem
That was started long ago
You can hear the tears of a thousand years
In the wind from there when it blows
In the dust of the Swat Valley
The place she held so dear
She loved it with all her life
She loved it without fear
Malala Yousafzai
The future was written in your eyes
Malala Yousafzai
Your thoughts will never die will never die
She was raised to be a leader
Wisdom past her years
She thought girls should be allowed to learn
But the Taliban had other ideas
They shot her on a school bus
put a bullet in her brain
but her poem wasn’t finished
and her Phoenix rose again
Malala Yousafzai
The future was written in your eyes
Malala Yousafzai
Your thoughts will never die will never die
With the best of Doctors care
they gave all they had to give
she recovered even braver, more aware
for a bullet cannot kill an idea that was always born to live.
Girls will go to school
and the future testify
That you cannot kill a poem that will never, that will never die.
Malala Yousafzai
The future was written in your eyes
Malala Yousafzai
Your thoughts will never die will never die
Malala Yousafzai
The future was written in your eyes
Malala Yousafzai
Your thoughts will never die will never die
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2. |
Fetch me my comb
03:50
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FETCH ME MY COMB © T. KING 2017
Chorus:
Fetch me my comb and I’ll play you a song
Bring out the spoons and we’ll all sing along
We’ll make something stronger
Than the sum of the parts
And make up for what’s broken inside of our hearts
Once in a life you meet people
Around which your whole world resolves
And the midnight to dawn revolutions
somehow got everything solved
and sometimes the thread of a friendship
Is invisible as you grow old
But it won’t break with the strain
or go rusty in the rain
cause you know that it’s made of pure gold
yeah you know that it’s made of pure gold
Chorus
They’ll give you a nip for your nightmares
And a hug when the grim reaper knocks
And shoehorn a little more time for you
That was never really there on the clocks
I’m blessed with all of my friendships
And you’re as good as it gets
So don't rush for the last train
Til we’ve sung away the pain
And the moon turns us all to silhouettes
Yeah the moon turns us all to silhouettes
Chorus
And they’d lie under oath for your family
And give you the last sip from the well
And save you from the worst things about you
And light up that road back from Hell
And they love your old beat up piano
That sounds a lot like you feel
There’s something about a smile
as the ships goin down
That’s stronger than any known steel
Yeah that’s stronger than any known steel
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Silhouette
04:27
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Silhouette
© Tony King 2017
Silhouette silhouette
Is the day devouring the night
Or darkness overpowering the light
The argument between the black and white
A conundrum over who is wrong and right
Silhouette silhouette
The power over who has right of way
The louder voice who has the final say
Who says there is no other way to pray
The final word keeps other truths at bay
Silhouette silhouette
Where the light
Fights the darkness to be freed
There are devils
There are angels
It's up to me
Which one I feed
solo
Silhouette silhouette
Reduced to two dimensions in the sky
With a righteous hand over one eye
The tethered bird of reason cannot fly
Reduced to hell or heaven when you die
Silhouette silhouette
Where the light
Fights the darkness to be freed
There are devils
There are angels
It's up to me
Which one I feed
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4. |
The Red White and Blue
04:09
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The Red White & Blue © Tony King 2016
I was a soldier
Fought for the red white & blue
But you can't un-see what you've seen
& you can't undo what they told you to do.
But what the army won't tell you
the war is worse when you're home
Your family don't know you
& you'd rather be on your own
Ch: They turned us into soldiers
We traded life’s pleasures for pain
& now my war is over
But all I see is the slain
What was chilling me
& now killing me
Is that they can't turn us back into
Fathers & mothers, sisters & brothers
& sons & daughters again.
I tried to sort myself out
With the shrinks, the pills & the booze
But old friends are keeping their distance
I came back with a short fuse
And my hand that had wiped out the enemy
The General is shaking with pride
But I'm spending my life in a jail of my own
Cause I can't kill the enemy inside
Ch: They turned us into soldiers
& we traded life's pleasures for pain
But now my war is over
& all I see is the slain
What was chilling me
& now killing me
Is they can't turn us back into
Fathers & mothers, sisters & brothers
& sons & daughters again.
I tried one last time for the kids
We holidayed in the rain
But how the hell
Do you put this Jigsaw puzzle
back together again.
I'm no bloody coward & I'm no disgrace
I tried til I was red white & blue in the face
But how the hell do you put this Jigsaw puzzle back together again.
But how the hell do you put this Jigsaw puzzle back together again.
* All the royalties for this song go to help soldiers who suffer from PTSD.
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5. |
Just stay
04:07
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JUST STAY © T.KING 2017
Don't you dare
Go through the final door
I’ll search the heaven’s for a way
To win your war
To throw you pain & all your broken bits
Where they can’t hurt you anymore
Just stay
Just stay
Don't you ever leave don't you ever
Leave us on the shore
We've songs to sing & drinks to pour
I'll fight your demons
Like a warrior
with my own bare hands
Just stay
Just stay
Solo
Don't you dare don't you dare leave the stage
Against the darkness we’re begging you to rage
We’ll take your tears and all that tortured you
So you don’t feel it anymore
Just stay
Just stay
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Scratch
04:35
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SCRATCH © T.King / K.Ralph 2017
Rules are for the guidance of the wise
and the obedience of any fool
I learned to tell the truth from all the lies
I learned it all when I left school
I’d never come this far from wishing on a star
Once upon a time
I’d be burned as a witch
Just for scratching where I itch
I dance to the beat of my own drum
Squeeze the joy out of the rain
I wasn't put on Earth just to be numb
I’d rather risk it all than feel no pain
In matters of the heart
I’ll never be kept apart
Once upon a time
I’d be burned as a witch
Just for scratching where I itch
Solo outro
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7. |
Frida
05:36
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Your dream of being a doctor was in vain
A crashing bus caused you a life of pain
In hospital you painted in your bed Surreal but it was what was in your head
Then Diego came
You flew into his flame Drinking in the pain
With paint and tears and love
Frida you surrendered your smile
Frida the man was your child
and your lover and your universe for a while.
The ecstasy and torture of his love
The marriage of the elephant to the dove
Crippled by your legs and his affairs
In the shadows of his murals you were there
With lovers of your own
Still you felt alone
The need for him had grown With paint and tears and love
Frida you surrendered your smile
Frida the man was your child
and your lover and your universe for a while.
Everything was blue inside the house
The man of words was quiet as a mouse
You’d painted all that needed to be said He lay there right beside you on your bed
Sacred as a psalm
He held you in his arms
Til your mind was calm
Until the pain... faded from your head
Frida you surrendered your smile
Frida the man was your child
Frida you surrendered your smile
Frida the man was your child
and your lover and your universe for a while
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8. |
Dust if you must
03:41
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Dust if you must
Written by Rose Milligan 1885/Music © Copyright 2016 T.King
Dust if you must
but wouldn’t it be better
To paint a picture or write a letter
Bake a cake or plant a seed
Ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, Dust if you must
Dust if you must
But there isn’t much time
With rivers to swim and mountains to climb
Music to hear and books to read
Friends to cherish and life to lead
Dust if you must, Dust if you must
Dust if you must
but the world is out there
With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain
This day will never come round again
Dust if you must, Dust if you must
Dust if you must
but please bear in mind
Old age will come and it isn’t kind
And when you go
and go you must
You yourself... will make more dust.
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We’re here today to bury Harry
© Copyright 2016 T.King
We’re here today to bury Harry
He’s no longer living in the here and now
He’s now married to his lawful wedded Wifi
Apples terms and their conditions were their vows
In the constant updating of his status
He’s no longer aware of who I am
His life was taken tragically by Facebook
On the corner of Twitter and Instagram
He used to dance and loved a conversation
Long ago before he got online
But now he LOL’s instead of laughing
His eyes are on the screen and not on mine
We’re here today to bury Harry
He was always very happy in his day
But now there’s no reaction when you can poke him with your finger
‘Cause he’s typing to a stranger miles away.
We lowered his body into his favourite chat room
With his password and his user name
Surrounded by his favourite emoticons
He had million followers
But to his funeral
No-one came
We’re here today to bury Harry
We’re here today to bury Harry
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As The Earth (Would Miss the Sun)
© K.Ralph (lyrics & music) /Tony King (music)
Love was stopped in it’s tracks
As the boy disappeared from the Moon
Nothing could bring you back
Every star burst like a balloon
You vanished into space
Leaving behind a salty veil
Forever tattooed on my face
For death is life’s betrayal
I miss you as the Earth would miss the Sun
You were my light the captivating one
I miss you as the Earth would miss the Sun
Total eclipse has begun
Loneliness cuts to the core
Pain can’t be undone
Oh to touch you once more
Solo
Gentleness is hard to find
Kindness and goodwill
Bravery, a brilliant mind
Your shoes impossible to fill
I miss you as the Earth would miss the Sun
You were my light the captivating one
I miss you as the Earth would miss the Sun
You were my light the captivating one
I miss you as the Earth would miss the Sun
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11. |
Beam me up
07:04
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Beam me up
© Copyright 2017 T.King
Now the world has lost it’s marbles
In a game that mad men play
Messing up the world that we so dearly love
Our sacred habitat betrayed
Chorus:
Beam me up, Beam me up
There’s madness overflowing from the cup
Beam me up, Beam me up
There’s madness overflowing from the cup
Let’s leave our psychopathic leaders
Lets send a May Day to the stars
We’ll pack our friends into the transport beam
With some love and our guitars
Chorus
I got a message from the Tardis
From a busy Dr Who
Says he’s found a perfect untouched world
If we don’t spoil the new one too
Beam me up, Beam me up
There’s madness overflowing from the cup
Beam me up, Beam me up
There’s must be a place
There’s has to be a place
There’s got to be a place
To beam me up
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Fetch me my comb and I’ll play you a song
Bring out the spoons and we’ll all sing along
We’ll make something stronger
Than the sum of the parts
And make up for what’s broken inside of our hearts
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Cohen washed down with some Waits-like humour. A musical flame that licks at the heels of Folk and Jazz
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