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Shooting First
02:45
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It comes as no surprise, I know you play pretend.
You're more natural with a knife than brandishing a friend
IT'S GETTING WORSE BECAUSE I'M SHOOTING FIRST.
There's a trigger in your eyes and a hammer in your heart.
You're loaded up with lies that'll tear us both apart.
I'VE HIT THE DIRT, BECAUSE I'M SHOOTING FIRST
If I am going down you can bet you're coming with me
Face first onto the ground
Just as bloody, just as guilty
But it could be worse; you could be shooting first.
You're wishing me the best but praying for the worst.
I'm aiming at your chest & squeezing till hit hurts.
I'VE HIT THE DIRT
IT'S SUCH A CURSE
IT'S GETTING WORSE BECAUSE I'M SHOOTING FIRST.
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H.M.
03:47
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Henry liked to hold my elbow in his open hand
As we'd make our way from an exam.
There was little point in telling Henry how he did;
Twenty seconds later he'd forget.
I have nights when it is hard to sleep
I'll fantasise about having no memory.
Like Mr. Molaison - H.M.
Always remembered by his friends though he never remembers them.
And we have you to thank,
We'd have drawn a blank.
And this country you have served
Has taken your brain and it's now preserved
Sliced up and stored - you really couldn't ask for more.
He'd have dreams of becoming a neurosurgeon too,
At the ripe old age of eighty-two.
But the blood would cloud his glasses so he couldn't see,
Well at least that's what he said to me.
I have nights when it is hard to sleep
I'll fantasise about having no memory.
Like Mr. Molaison - H.M.
Always remembered by his friends though he never remembers them.
And we have you to thank,
We'd have drawn a blank.
And this country you have served
Has taken your brain and it's now preserved
Sliced up and stored - you really couldn't ask for more.
Where it is stored, placed on a board.
We would struggle daily trying to repress the thoughts
Of treating Henry like the family dog.
Even though his name wasn't revealed until last week,
to all of us he was family.
I have nights when it is hard to sleep
I'll fantasise about having no memory.
Like Mr. Molaison - H.M.
Always remembered by his friends though he never remembers them.
And we have you to thank,
We'd have drawn a blank.
And this country you have served
Has taken your brain and it's now preserved
Where it contributes more, as thin slices to be stored,
We really couldn't ask for more.
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Eureka
03:49
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'82, late in June, you were there at a party
with a friend of a friend who was desperate for blow.
'83, January, at the table behind me;
with a smile that's reserved for the people you don't know.
And I can't choose, how I know you - but I know you.
'84, at the door of my girlfriend's apartment;
you were just moving in dropping by to say hello.
'85, New Years Eve, charging glasses together
with a smile that's reserved for I feeling I can't show.
And I can't choose, how to tell you - but I'll tell you.
EUREKA, EVERY TIME I'M NEAR YOU
KNOWING I'LL NEVER CHANGE YOUR POINT OF VIEW
WON'T STOP ME LIVING JUST TO HEAR YOU BREATHE EUREKA TOO.
'91, with a son - you look happy together;
'92, out the blue, you decide that it's the end.
'93, drunkenly I propose to do better
Turned around, turned me down its never the same again.
& I can't choose how to lose you - but I'll lose you.
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Dates that fade in your years
are but landmarks in mine.
If you looked through your tears
only miles of brief encounters you would find.
CHORUS
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Marlene
03:42
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There's a song for widowers
and then there's a song for you.
one that sings of the life that's been,
and where it's going to.
This is not a call to arms
or a cry for help, it's true.
Just a point that you should follow through.
MARLENE, MARLENE, DON'T CHANGE THE WAY YOU ARE TO ME
Wasn't always there for you
Wasn't always there for me,
But we loved him & that's the point
of a family.
So he's left us with the bill
& it's us who've got to pay.
If you're here then I'll know we'll be okay
CHORUS
People Come &
People Go
Legends learn from life & grow & grow.
CHORUS
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Angus Munro Edinburgh, UK
Angus Munro - a piano singer-songwriter in Edinburgh - has a multi-faceted 4-octave vocal range that can break glass.
One that's used whilst flipping piano stools and mic stands in his dynamic live stage shows.
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