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Neatly Intolerable
03:20
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Taken a Wander
03:02
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Taken a wander to the dark end of the street
You listen too intently as you try to be discreet
Rumours float around like a scent in the air
Policemen shout their orders while pretending to be fair
Drunks stumble to make sense
There is whiskey on their breath
The lady's all look loveley now but they must be feeling fresh
Noise bellows out from behind closed doors
The muted vibration has the power to soar
I, well I know that this time is what I'll always live for
Lights glisten in the rain
As people flood the streets
The doormen shout the orders
now the policemen walk their beat
People que for taxi's
Who will charge what they can
For drunken negligence
And the thought of more rain
But I, I know that this time is what I'll always live for
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Lessons Taught
03:24
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My Mother she taught me not to fall
My Mother she taught me not to fall
But I just don't know if I can be so Good
But I just don't know if I can be so Good
Well I hope that all is waiting for
You and me when all is lost
And you'll see that I have been Good
My Papa he taught me something else
My Papa he taught me something else
But I just can't tell you what it is
Well I just can't tell you what it is
Well I hope that all is waiting for
You and me when all is lost
And you'll see that I have been Good
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The Crossover
05:24
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The wet evening air dilutes the words
As a young couple sit amidst a lovers quarrell
The dying lights strain Through an endless grey cover
This stage passes leaves way for another
The street lights illuminate But shadow the mind
And now the wilder side of life you will find
Across the road Two old men blow whistles for fun
To fund the liquor fuelled bickering that we've all come to know
A friendship dicrepit alone on the slate
A life alone 'cept a bottle is now this ones fate
But happiness for him is never too hard to find
A cheap bottle of whiskey a cheaper bottle of wine
Posters on lampposts and chalk boards in doors
The promises of fun and cheap alcohol the lure
People outside waiting the mating game is on
Loosened up by liquor and livlied up by lust
The doorman fears tension his attention is gone
Splip in by the ropes to a world still unkown
All kinds start to appear as the light dissappears
The atmosphere changes for better or worse
A feeling emerges strong but a burden of course
Is it fear, is it love or is it simply a curse?
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Rufus Coates & Jess Smith
Drawing on the storytelling traditions of their Irish heritage, Coates and Smith write haunting murder ballads that rise,
fall, simmer and brood.
Coates testifies like an old world baritone preacher as Smith’s harmonies crescendo with spine-curdling passion electrifying vocals that traverse the primal into ravishing, exorcist-style affliction.
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