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King & Queen
03:47
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Before you came along it felt like life was in-between
But when you got me moving for the first time I’d been seen
King and queen, king and queen
King and queen, king and queen
Brown eyes with your mascara running smile so tenderly
How could I leave without you, pack your bags and come with me
King and queen, king and queen
King and queen, king and queen
What a ball of contradictions it was possible to be
Now screaming like a demon but you also sung so sweet
King and queen, king and queen
King and queen, king and queen
The dishes can do themselves
The dishes can do themselves
The bus is gonna ring its bell
The bus is gonna ring its bell
Who’s gonna suit themselves
Who’s gonna suit themselves
Who’s gonna go to hell
Who’s gonna go through hell
The world had opened up for even humdrum dumb glum me
You scrambled out ahead oh but I hope that you got free
King and queen, king and queen
King and queen, king and queen
No stranger to regalia got up in your finery
You showed me there was something else beyond the binary
King and queen, king and queen
King and queen, you were the king and queen
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Roger's Car
03:40
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Roger's nice, he'll pick you up
He'll tell you things you didn't know
The world was hardly big enough
In 83 or 84
When Roger's friend got in a mess
And Roger's car is heating up
He'll make you feel
He's gonna make you feel...
But isn't it something you've always suspected?
Don't it make sense how the dots are connected?
A certain strain somehow the wrong injected
And everything you say is strangely inflected
Staring at the walnut dash
Don't you feel you're gonna crash
But aren't there two of us in it
And don't you feel positive
Maybe he's a fantasist
Or really a real supremacist
His friends say he's an optimist
Always wants to see the very best
In humans, some humans
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Berg Man
05:12
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Berg man in the sun
Deck chair and shades
Legs feel heavy as stone
The sun's my pillow
Chip some ice off for my drink
So relaxed no need to think
And if you see me
Wave as I pass by
Berg man travel
On my ship of ice
Floating, just drifting south
Into that sun's mouth
Brow is dripping in the heat
Almost slipping off my seat
And when I come
Wave as I pass by
On my diminishing craft
A friendly seal comes to bark at me
Shoo him away
The dolphin's clicks are much too frantic
Just go back in the sea
Don't send anyone after me
No coracle or raft for me
Oh but you can
Wave as I pass by
Wave as I pass by
Wave as I pass by
Might be your very last chance
Now come see my balancing act...
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Low Flying Orchestra
Low Flying Orchestra is the music made by Niall Ó Siadhail and friends.
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