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Inconvenient Truth
03:32
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We've gotta make a change
For the sake of all mankind
For the rest of us, the best of us
We've got to make a change
I'll paint you a picture, of where I want to be
Forgettably impatient as it pains me to foresee
This picture of tranquility all locked up inside
With creative itchings always yearning to subside
If earth can't provide it, then Heaven's its disguise
Pulling me nearer to my place my prize
It's all about you, but it's all about me too
You label me selfish but then look at yourself
Every action, every moment, every one thing you do
At the core of every motive is to look after you
We've gotta make a change
For the sake of all mankind
For the rest of us, the best of us
We've got to make a change
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2. |
That Girl
03:14
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Cos you're that girl, that au naturale girl
Caring not to fit in, living in 21st Century sin
And I know that you don't like to fit
And I hope you don't get too much stick
Staring into space and you're ready for the stares
Cos you're one of only a few with all their bodily hairs
You've got shells on your bag, you've got shells round your neck
Are you a hippy or a hag, they're titles hard to forget
You've got a camel skin water bottle, you're a girl of old
Cave or a hovel, ignorant to warm or cold
Respect goes from me to you, but also my prayers
Cos you're one of only a few with all their bodily hairs
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My Imagination
04:10
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I've gotta write quick cos I can't disturb
The lady upstairs who wants me to work
This piano room, is my last place of refuge
I've gotta write quick cos she's on the phone
I hear her in the lounge she won't be too long
She says I must revise, but I wanna finish my song
My imagination is my best friend
Who wants to work, when you can play pretend
My imagination is my best friend
Who wants to work when you can play pretend
My time is up for she just said goodbye
Wracking my brain for an alibi
Surely she'd believe her innocent grandson
Been marched back up the stairs, and I've had the first degree
How writing my songs won't get me three Bs
I've had enough of this routine obsession
Marched back up the stairs, I've had the first degree
How writing my songs won't get me three Bs
But I've had enough of this routine obsession
I'm sat up at a desk with my head in my hands
Dreaming of the sea and white sands
Is it really sad, that my imagination's my best friend?
My imagination is my best friend
Who wants to work, when you can play pretend
It gives me hope it makes me smile
Beats reality fair and square
You'll lose friends in this life
But your imagination's always there
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Paddling Upstream
03:11
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Dan Crook Southend On Sea, UK
Dan Crook wants to change the world.
Spoken Word? Alternative Rock? Folk Pop? He'll use any of
these to share his story.
He wants you to sit up and listen, and go make a difference.
Once a full time busker, Dan's signed with record labels, played festivals, toured in Mexico... His sound is continually evolving but always carries his heartbeat; that life has a purpose and apathy is the enemy.
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