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There's no ambition, told from vision
Pre-recorded maze of wisdom
Bland street bloom, a moronic feeling
No ambition, plague of pigeons
Twisted in your maze of wisdom
Shake-up, make-up, fake-up
Think you need some healing
No ambition
Same old wrong millennium scorn
Maze of wisdom
Bland street bloom, a moronic feeling
Pretty little birds all singing in the street
Few trees left, bare and shivering
In this hollow bitter street
No ambition, told from vision
Pre-recorded maze of wisdom
Bland street bloom
Bland street bloom
Bland street bloom (as the)
Bland street bloom
Bland street bloom (as the)
As the dove rains blood
As the dove rains blood
As the dove rains blood
As the dove rains blood
A world of wonders
Man-made mechanical thunders
(Dove, blood, dove, blood)
Like stuffing a turkey
Gutless, hollow
Man-made premeditated hole
Like a rock that doesn't roll
You are the rock that doesn't roll
Like a rock that doesn't roll
You are the rock that doesn't roll
Empty coal into the fruit bowl
Became a machine
Just one of the people
Welcome to the middle road
Your soul has now been scrolled
No backbone, just torn and thrown
Into the show you go
No backbone, just malignant groans
Of what and where and now
Of what and when and how of what
Don't count on nothing being free
Because when you're in the concrete sea
Not you or me or in between
I can't stand them, i can't stand this
About as much fun as drinking a pint of piss
Can't wear that and you can't smoke this
As bitter as a cold brew
Bitter as a cold brew pint of piss
A world of wonders
Man-made mechanical thunders
(Dove, rains, blood)
As the dove rains blood over the streets
Man-made mechanical thunders
I think I've seen this kind of thing too many times before
Mediocrity has never been a way of life
I've been inspired by seeing all this strife!
Bland street bloom, bland street bloom
Bland street bloom, bland street bloom
I can't stand them, i can't stand this
About as much fun as drinking a pint of piss
Can't wear that and you can't smoke this
As bitter as a cold brew
Bitter as a cold brew pint of piss
Pre-recorded maze of wisdom
Bland street bloom, a moronic feeling
No ambition, plague of pigeons
Twisted in your maze of wisdom
Shake-up, make-up, fake-up
Think you need some healing
No ambition
Same old wrong millennium scorn
Maze of wisdom
Bland street bloom, a moronic feeling
Pretty little birds all singing in the street
Few trees left, bare and shivering
In this hollow bitter street
No ambition, told from vision
Pre-recorded maze of wisdom
Bland street bloom
Bland street bloom
Bland street bloom (as the)
Bland street bloom
Bland street bloom (as the)
As the dove rains blood
As the dove rains blood
As the dove rains blood
As the dove rains blood
A world of wonders
Man-made mechanical thunders
(Dove, blood, dove, blood)
Like stuffing a turkey
Gutless, hollow
Man-made premeditated hole
Like a rock that doesn't roll
You are the rock that doesn't roll
Like a rock that doesn't roll
You are the rock that doesn't roll
Empty coal into the fruit bowl
Became a machine
Just one of the people
Welcome to the middle road
Your soul has now been scrolled
No backbone, just torn and thrown
Into the show you go
No backbone, just malignant groans
Of what and where and now
Of what and when and how of what
Don't count on nothing being free
Because when you're in the concrete sea
Not you or me or in between
I can't stand them, i can't stand this
About as much fun as drinking a pint of piss
Can't wear that and you can't smoke this
As bitter as a cold brew
Bitter as a cold brew pint of piss
A world of wonders
Man-made mechanical thunders
(Dove, rains, blood)
As the dove rains blood over the streets
Man-made mechanical thunders
I think I've seen this kind of thing too many times before
Mediocrity has never been a way of life
I've been inspired by seeing all this strife!
Bland street bloom, bland street bloom
Bland street bloom, bland street bloom
I can't stand them, i can't stand this
About as much fun as drinking a pint of piss
Can't wear that and you can't smoke this
As bitter as a cold brew
Bitter as a cold brew pint of piss
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@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
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Great version of a great song,
Just A Little Lovin'
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"'Just a Little Lovin’ is a timeless country song originally recorded by Eddy Arnold in 1954. The song, written by Eddie Miller and Jimmy Campbell, explores the delicate nuances of love and showcases Arnold’s emotive vocals. It delves into the universal theme of love and how even the smallest gesture of affection can have a profound impact on our lives." https://oldtimemusic.com/the-meaning-behind-the-song-just-a-little-lovin-by-eddy-arnold/
Plastic Bag
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This song is incredible. I love the tapping throughout the chorus. This could perhaps be the only album which I own that I can't say I have a fave track off, because I like each song so much. I can see how parts of this relate to Watford, I go there quite often, I don't really live that far away (maybe 40 mins?).
I also think this is about the way society set its own rules and FORCES people into doing what they think is right, trying to command everyone, instead of leaving people to be themselves and make their own decions.
Awesome.