1. |
These days
04:59
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These days are different
The waves are not the same
The trickle of hope inside
has gone and run away
its all about yourself now
and whether your willing to play
Because these days are defferent
The waves are not the same
So what will i do
And what will i say to you,
chorus
Its the thing that you will leave upon your windowsill
Its the feelings that you scratched upon your wall
Its the image of the eyes of all the people living high
the people from your past will never fall
The people in this room
are all but just the same
you can call them your family
if they stop you from going insane
if blood is thicker than water
then its blood that we have made
Because these days are different
the waves are not the same
chorus
Its the thing that you will leave upon your windowsill
Its the feelings that you scratched upon your wall
Its the image of the eyes of all the people living high
the people from your past will never fall
But now well take a train onto the foreign land
with tickets that weve made just from the dust
But now well take a train onto the foreign land
with tickets that weve made just from the dust
These days are different
The waves are not the same
The trickle of hope inside
has gone and run away
its all about yourself now
and whether your willing to play
Because these days are defferent
The waves are not the same
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2. |
Terrorised side
04:02
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The Terrorised side
of a fucked up mind
gets lost in translation
between the brain and the action
well be together forever you will find
me and my skytsophrenic side
Holes in my head
are leaving room for peace and soul
thoughts go through my head they are erased
thoughts go through my head they are disgraced
Decisions cross my mind
from left to right from side to side
One side does its best
the other leaves me for the dead
One side does its best
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3. |
Intro
02:18
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4. |
Soviet song
03:30
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This bullet holes of days gone by
the clay and mortar that shocks the city skies
It leaves the old men sleeping in the night
living under bridges with just there candle-light
Chorus
Theyl hold you down theyl see you cry
your living in the shadow of the old soviet light
Theyl hold you down theyl watch you die
have fun when your travelling on the transiberian
railway line
Well this is just my maverick point of view
on my transibereanpoint to prove
I see the people and ther strangled real tight
living in the shadow of an old soviet light
Chorus
Theyl hold you down theyl see you cry
your living in the shadow of the old soviet light
Theyl hold you down theyl watch you die
have fun when your travelling on the transiberian
railway line
So what would Stallin say
hed probably drop dead
and heve have to pray
He said that death
wuld solve all our problems
He ruled with an iron fist
We never really knew
The haunting twist
Have fun when you are
living in your shadow
Well this is just my maverick point of view
on my transibereanpoint to prove
I see the people and ther strangled real tight
living in the shadow of an old soviet light
Chorus
Theyl hold you down theyl see you cry
your living in the shadow of the old soviet light
Theyl hold you down theyl watch you die
have fun when your travelling on the transiberian
railway line
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5. |
Kirbman
05:07
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The emotions of a kirbman get split into
simple segments of life
After he lost his wife
The people they percieve him
as a dishonest pointless waste of air
you know they just dont care
They say its you to blame its your own shame
its you to blame its your own shame
its you to blame , now hes dead
so kirbman he awakes and turns around
the way he shakes his feather hat
he says its you to blame
And one day kirbman he gets struck by lightening
finds a job and stops his fighting for good
in a perfect world
Chorus
But this is not a perfect world
no this is not a perfect world
no this is not a perfect world
no this is not a perfect world
we live in
(instumentel)
What really happened was to cliche
he sat right there and there he stayed for good
You know its not a perfect world
He died just six months later
as a junkie and a kirbman
the people say ,
its us to blame
They say its you to blame its your own shame
its you to blame its your own shame
its you to blame , now hes dead
Chorus
But this is not a perfect world
no this is not a perfect world
no this is not a perfect world
no this is not a perfect world
we live in
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6. |
Four walls
04:25
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The postman on your street brings empty letters
the letters that you read must be a lie
Where you confide
So button up your coat now for the weekend
the weather man tells us to stay inside
where we confide
Chorus
So close your curtains lock your doors
stay inside in your four walled world
So close your curtains lock your doors
stay inside in your four walled world
The firemen bring hoses heavy showers
the letters they wash down towards the sea
youll never see
so button up your coat now for the weekend
were staying in our world within four walls
theyl never fall
Now the clouds they move like funerals in the daytime
the winter its gets in through concrete wall
theyl never fall
Chorus
So close your curtains lock your doors
stay inside in your four walled world
So close your curtains lock your doors
stay inside in your four walled world
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7. |
Blamed
06:27
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She walked through the mountains of her pain
she walked away and im to blame
and she walks away from
me shes tactically insane
and she uses the trains she want
she doesnt turn to look back once
ive gotta say that one hurts
She tamed me like noe before
she thought that she was evening the scores
and she uses the words she talks
to devastate me with
she spits them in my face
and she leaves without a melody
or a message for her heir
she doesnt recognise the fair
ive gotta say ,
that one hurts
Well i took her to the camp on the hill and i changed her mind
i took her to the camp on the hill and i took whats mine
Well i took her to the camp on the hill and i changed her mind
i took her to the camp on the hill and i took whats mine
and she walks away from
me shes tactically insane
and she uses the trains she want
she doesnt turn to look back once
ive gotta say that one hurts
wooooooooooooooo.........
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8. |
Outro
01:30
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Tod Doyle and the Troubled Ireland
Tod Doyle & the Troubled, play songs that tell stories of the realities of life. Together with "the Troubled" they bring a
passion for real music to each live performance, drawing the listener into their world.
The band first formed in Budapest in 2012, and in the same year released their debut album "These days".
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